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Woven betrayal
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2025-12-04 21:20:28
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The cursed mate's return Broadcast roommate
Maia's pov“Say it again.”Kael’s voice is steady, but his hand tightens around mine like he is afraid I will disappear if he lets go.“Say what again?” I ask.“Tell me you’re still here.”I turn my head and look at him properly this time. His face is streaked with dirt and dried blood that is not his. His eyes are locked on mine with the kind of focus that comes from having already lost too much.“I’m still here,” I say. “I haven’t gone anywhere.”That is not entirely true, but it is close enough to matter.The corridor shakes beneath our feet. Somewhere above us, something heavy collapses, metal screaming as it tears loose. The city is still breaking, even if it no longer knows who is in charge of the damage.“We need to move,” Eli says from behind us. “Public channels are going wild. Everyone can see everything. No filters. No suppression.”Kael looks at me. “Did you do that?”“I didn’t stop it,” I say. “That is not the same thing.”Eli swallows. “People are watching arrests happen
The cursed mate's return Wolf in pretence
Maia's pov“Maia, look at me.”Kael’s voice cuts through the noise first. I turn my head and the world steadies just enough to stay upright. We’re moving fast down a wide transit corridor, lights fully on, no flicker, no symbolism, just white panels and steel flooring rushing beneath our feet.Eli is ahead of us, swiping a badge at every sealed door like he knows exactly where he’s going. Lena is gone. Left behind. I do not have the space to think about her.“What did you do back there?” Kael asks.“I stopped it,” I say. “For now.”“That’s not an answer.”“I know.”The door in front of us slides open and heat hits my face. The broadcast hub. I recognize it instantly. Rows of uplink consoles, signal towers running through the ceiling, live transmission feeds stacked across massive screens. This place controls what the city sees, hears, believes.Eli spins toward us, breathless. “They are already pushing partial feeds. Conflicting narratives. If we do not take this node in the next two
The cursed mate's return Leaked footage
Maia's pov“All stations are live. We are broadcasting.”The words echoed straight through the room.I lift my head slowly. Every screen along the wall flickers, then steadies. Faces appear confused, tense, scared. Some are framed by city apartments, some by offices, some by places I don’t recognize at all. Thousands of eyes. Then more. The counter climbs too fast to track.Kael swears softly beside me.“Who did that?” he asks.“I did,” Eli says, voice tight but steady. “You told me to run the data. I ran everything.”I don’t look at him. I’m watching the screens. Watching the city see itself for the first time.A woman on one feed presses her hand to her mouth. A man on another stands abruptly, knocking over a chair. Someone starts crying. Someone else starts shouting, the sound cutting out as the system tries and fails to moderate it.“What are they seeing?” Kael asks.I finally answer. “The truth.”My throat is dry. My hands feel strange, like they don’t belong to me anymore.Names
The cursed mate's return Scared to loose all
Maia's pov“Maia, don’t move.”I stop because of the way Kael says my name, low and sharp, like he’s already too late.“What is it?” I ask.He doesn’t answer right away. His hand slides into mine, not gentle, not reassuring. Protective. Like he’s bracing for impact.“Look up,” he says.I do.The screen that wasn’t there a second ago drops down from the ceiling, massive and unavoidable, filling the chamber with light. Not red. Not warning colors. White. Clean. Neutral.Broadcast white.Eli swears behind us. “That’s not internal.”My stomach sinks. “That means it’s public.”The city’s symbol flickers once, then disappears. Replaced by a live feed. Streets. Homes. Transit hubs. Faces turning upward, confused, startled, afraid. Millions of people watching at the same time.Kael tightens his grip. “Maia, someone just hijacked every channel.”“I know,” I say.Because I feel it. The way the system shifts, not resisting, not panicking. Yielding. Letting it happen.A woman appears on the scree
The cursed mate's return The broadcast starts without warning
Maia's povEvery screen in the city turns white at the same time. Apartments, transit hubs, wrist displays, old wall panels people forgot still worked. There is no countdown and no announcement. One moment the city is loud and fractured, the next it is focused on a single point.I did not plan it like this. I did not cue a system or issue a command. The city simply opens its throat and hands me the voice.Kael feels it before I do. His hand tightens around mine, firm and grounding, not asking permission. He looks at the nearest wall display, then at me, and something shifts in his expression. He knows what this means. He also knows there is no pulling it back.“Maia,” he says. Just my name. Nothing else.I breathe in. The air tastes like dust and ozone. The room we are standing in is stripped bare from the fighting earlier. Exposed conduits run along the walls. The lights flicker but stay on. The city wants this seen.Eli is pacing near the door, running a hand through his hair, eyes
The cursed mate's return The first truth
Maia's povThe broadcast goes live by accident.No speech or any button pressed with intent. Just a system rerouting itself after I rewired too much, too fast. A fail-safe looking for an authority that no longer exists and landing on me instead.Every screen in the city lights up at once.Homes, trains, streets and implants people forgot they were wearing.I feel it before I see it, the sudden weight of attention, millions of eyes snapping open at the same time. Kael’s hand tightens around mine.“What did you do?” he asks.My throat is dry. “I don’t know.”And then my face is everywhere.Not a polished image. Not corrected. Just me as I am the blood at my hairline, eyes too bright, breathing too fast.For half a second, no one speaks.Then the noise hits.Voices, shouting, crying, laughter, anger pouring through open channels that were never meant to be shared. People realizing they are not alone in what they remember. Or what they’ve lost.The city fractures in real time.Someone sc
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