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Chapter fourteen: scary trials
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The cursed mate's return Chapter seventy three: the tear knows my name
Freya's pov "You did not protect me, so I called something that will."The words kept resounding, shimmering into my thoughts. The sentence blurred before my eyes, but its meaning sliced through me, sharp as a blade made of memory.“No,” I breathed. The sound barely escaped my lips. “No, no, no…”The tent flaps rustled behind me. Finnick entered, voice like thunder wrapped in fear. “Where is he?”There was no reply I could give that would make sense.Gone, he was simply… gone. No trace. Not even a scent on the air or a print on the ground. No warmth lingering where he had been. Just that single line, blazing softly, and the faint hum in the atmosphere, as if reality had been stretched too far.The Seer was still crouched near the fire, her eyes glassy, her body trembling. She rocked in place, whispering sounds without meaning.I dropped beside her, gripping her thin shoulders, desperate for something,anything. “Tell me what happened, I need to know, tell me now....”Her pupils dilate
The cursed mate's return Chapter seventy two: the celestial eyes
Freya's pov The moment his knees hit the ground, I was there.I caught him before he could fall forward, his small frame trembling in my arms. His eyes were open but he wasn’t here. They gleam with too much light as if the stars are trapped behind glass.“Talk to me,” my voice almost pleading “Please.”His lips moved but no sound. Mouth forming words I didn’t know, couldn’t understand but I felt them in my bones.Finnick knelt beside us, he didn’t speak. We both felt it now—something threading through the air like the scent of ozone before a lightning strike.“What’s happening to him?” Finnick asked, voice tight.“I don’t know,” I said. “But he’s not alone in there.”We carried him back to the healer’s tent, though I knew no wound or potion could fix this. He wasn’t sick. He was....becoming, more like transitioning.That night, while he slept, I sat with the rune-burned scrolls we’d taken from the Moonstone crypt. Symbols danced before my eyes. One pattern stood out, echoing the rhy
The cursed mate's return Chapter seventy one: eyes in the sky
Freya's povThey didn’t blink, they just hung there__those nine burning eyes above us, watching from a sky that no longer felt like our own. At first, I thought it was just me seeing them. A trick of exhaustion or grief. But the others saw them too.Even the wolves wouldn’t howl anymore.Every breath I took felt heavy, like the air itself had thickened. The world was quiet__too quiet. Like the moment right before a scream.Finnick stood beside me on the hill, arms crossed over his chest, gaze locked on the sky. “They haven’t moved,” he said.“No,” I replied softly. “But we both feel it, they’re not just watching. They’re… waiting.”Below us, the camp stirred with unease. Murmurs__Glances at the sky, whispers of curses and gods and doom. Some dropped to their knees and prayed. Others sharpened blades like that would matter.“They’ve been up there for three days,” Finnick said. “Three. Days.”I nodded. “And still no sound, no message no sign. Just… presence.”The child hadn’t spoken sin
The cursed mate's return Chapter seventy: they found the child
Freya's pov We made it back, but nothing was the same.Not me, not Finnick, not the child.The fight with Liora had changed something inside all of us. Something deep i couldn’t name. It was like a crack had opened and torn inside, and I wasn’t sure if it would ever close or stitch back.Finnick and I stood in the clearing just past the broken Moonstone Tree. The tree had once been strong and silver, but now it was shattered, its pieces scattered on the cold ground. The air smelled strange like ash and frost mixed together, even though nothing had burned here.The child__our child, lay sleeping between us on a soft bed of moss. His breathing was calm, for now.His forehead was smooth and peaceful. But even asleep, he gave off a faint light from inside him. I could feel the heat of his dreams against my chest, soft but powerful.Finnick reached for my hand. His skin was warm but flickered sometimes, like a quiet pulse of energy running beneath it. Our hands fit together like they were
The cursed mate's return Chapter sixty nine: one must die
Finnick's pov I didn’t breathe for a full minute. The air around the gate cracked like ice. And standing in front of it tall, pale and terrifying—was him.Not our son.But the one he might become.His eyes were nine of them—glowed silver, layered one atop another, blinking in a slow, terrible rhythm. His smile wasn’t cruel. It was calm, like he understood something none of us had yet.Freya gripped the real boy against her chest, one hand pressed to his heart.I stepped in front of them both.He, it tilted its head at me.“You’re not supposed to be here,” it said. Its voice sounded like three tones speaking at once—one child, one man, one… thing. “You died__at the Edge. I remember.”My throat went dry. “Yeah? Well, I haven’t died yet.”The creature didn’t seem concerned. “You should have.”Then it raised its hand.The wind exploded around us. A cyclone of stardust and shadow swirled up from the void gate. I pushed Freya behind me, drawing my blade. But it wasn’t steel that would help
The cursed mate's return Chapter sixty eight: let us go
Freya's pov He wasn’t breathing but matter how many times I shook him, whispered his name, begged the gods or pressed my magic into his chest, he wouldn’t breathe.The seal Kaelith had left, the one meant to bind his power until he was ready, was shattering like glass under ice. I felt it crack, not just around him but inside me. Finnick dropped to his knees beside me. “Freya.....”“Don’t.” My voice came out broken, sharp. “Don’t say it.”I pressed my forehead to my son’s. “You come back to me,” I whispered. “Do you hear me? You come back.”A gust of wind howled across the grove. Not natural. It had weight like it was carrying something behind it.We turned toward the sky__the second moon had opened but not like a flower, not like light either.It opened like a mouth.A split rim of silver light peeled wide, jagged and pulsing. And from the wound spilled a corridor of stars_cold, empty and endless.A voice, not louder than thought—spoke from the gap: “You cannot hold the Convergenc
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