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Chapter 45: Early return
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2026-08-22 20:42:00
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The monster's fated prey Chapter 59: Colder calm
The outer wall held the wind and nothing else. Aziel found Lior at the far northern stretch where the stone looked out over the deepest part of the treeline. Lior stood with both hands resting on the cold edge of the wall, shoulders steady, eyes on the dark shape of the forest. He did not turn when Aziel approached. The anger from the private room had settled into something quieter and harder. Aziel stopped a few paces away. “You left before it could turn.” “I left before I made it worse,” Lior answered. His voice was calm. The calm did not sound soft. “They said what they came to say. Staying longer would only have given the anger a larger stage.” Aziel moved closer and rested his own hands on the stone. The wind moved between them. Below the wall the fortress continued its morning work. Guards changed posts. Someone called a short order in the courtyard. Ordinary sounds that did not reach the place where the two of them stood. Lior spoke again without looking away from the tre
The monster's fated prey Chapter 58: Blunt words
Dawn came with no softness. Lior entered the small private room alone, the air inside was cool and still. Garron, Bren, and Oren stood near the far wall under the last light of a single lamp. Two guards had been posted outside until Lior arrived. They left as soon as he nodded. The door closed. Aziel waited in the corridor just beyond it, close enough to hear if the line was crossed, far enough to give Lior the ground he had asked for the night before. The three men faced him without speaking at first. Garron’s expression was closed and careful. Bren kept his eyes on a point somewhere behind Lior’s shoulder. Oren looked directly at him, chin lifted, ready for the confrontation he had clearly been expecting. Lior did not waste time with soft openings. “You have been talking in the lower halls. You put my name on the village, on the decoys, and on every test at the borders. I am here for the truth. Say what you have been saying when you thought I would not hear it.” Oren answe
The monster's fated prey Chapter 57: Names
The raised voices from the lower halls cut the private moment cleanly apart. Aziel and Lior left the bath without another word, dried off, and pulled on clean clothes. The raw conversation still sat between them, but the argument below had become the louder pressure. By the time they reached the corridor the shouting had already been stopped. Boots moved in controlled patterns. Someone was restoring order with short, hard commands. Sera met them at the turn toward the main stairs. Her expression was tight and practical. She had clearly come straight from the lower halls. “Alpha. Lior. The argument is finished. No blades were drawn. Two men are being held separately until you decide what to do with them.” Aziel’s voice stayed level. “Names.” “Oren and Bren,” Sera said. “They were at the center of it. The talk started with the village and turned into the same claim Ysolde reported in the captains’ meeting. That Lior’s presence is drawing the enemies. That shared rule is the
The monster's fated prey Chapter 56: Raw water
Aziel and Lior walked the short corridor to their private chambers without speaking. The captains had filed out with the split still visible between them. Ysolde had gone to begin the reassignments. The darker talk in the lower halls had been named in the open. Lior had stayed quiet through most of it, and the silence had cost him more than speaking would have. Inside the chambers Aziel bolted the door and went straight to the bathing room. He started the water without a word. Lior followed, pulling off the clothes that still carried the faint smell of smoke and the weight of the hall. They stepped into the large stone bath together. Heat and steam rose around them. For a long while neither spoke. The water worked on sore muscles and the dull sting of the cut on Lior’s arm. Aziel took a cloth and began washing Lior’s back in slow, steady strokes. “You barely said a word in that room.” “I did not need to,” Lior answered. “They were already saying enough. Ysolde named the talk. The
The monster's fated prey Chapter 55: Sharper division
The captains’ meeting was called before the blood on their clothes had fully dried. Aziel and Lior entered the side hall together. The senior captains were already waiting. Ysolde stood near the head of the table, her expression controlled but tight. Tova and Sera took places along the left wall. Mara remained near the back, quiet as always. The rest of the captains filled the remaining seats and standing spaces. The air in the room felt harder than it had after previous reports. Aziel did not sit. “The village on the south-eastern edge is gone. We arrived in time to cut the rear of the attackers and take two alive. The rest had already done their work and pulled away. The survivors are being housed in the lower store rooms for now. That is the shape of the night.” A few captains nodded. Others kept their faces blank. Ysolde spoke without waiting for a longer invitation. “The lower halls are already talking. The talk turned darker the moment the first runners brought word of
The monster's fated prey Chapter 54: The same look
Aziel and Lior left the ruined village with the two bound prisoners, the small force, and the weight of what the survivors had not said. The fires still burned behind them. The dead attackers lay where they had fallen. The living remnant of the village had stared at Lior without gratitude and without words. Only fear. Tova and Sera took the flanks again. The scouts kept the rear secure. The prisoners rode bound and silent in the middle of the group. Lior rode at the front beside Aziel and did not speak. The forest closed around them. The smell of smoke faded slowly, replaced by the cleaner scent of damp earth and pine. Hooves struck the trail in a steady rhythm. No one forced conversation. The fight had been short and brutal. The aftermath sat heavier than the blades had. Lior kept his eyes on the path ahead. The bandage on his arm had darkened again with fresh blood. The cold ease of the killing still moved under his skin. He could see the faces of the survivors clearly when
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