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CHAPTER NINETY TWO: Fall Masquerade Festival
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Killian’s POVThe wind carried the acrid bite of smoke long before we reached the burned farmland.I had known something had gone wrong the moment Lucien’s urgent call came, but nothing, nothing, could have prepared me for the sight that now stretched before my eyes.The land, once fertile, now lay in ashen ruin.Rows of crops that should have been bursting with harvest lay charred, twisted into strange shapes by a heat that had consumed everything.Pockets of smoke rose from the ground like specters, curling upward as if wailing in pain.I clenched my fists, nails digging into palms that would not tremble.Rage boiled under my skin, a steady, unyielding heat, but it was tempered by something older, more dangerous: fear.Lucien walked beside me, his face unreadable, as if he had seen too much in his lifetime to show surprise or anger.He paused at the edge of the smoldering fields and let out a slow breath. “It’s worse than we saw before,” he muttered. His voice, always measured, carr
The prophecy’s reject CHAPTER NINETY THREE: Someone Or Something
Zylia’s POVI rubbed my palms together, trying to fight the chill sinking beneath my skin.The music drifted faintly from the clearing; muffled drums, laughter floating like ghosts through the trees, but out here, everything felt sharper, thinner… almost watching.A twig snapped behind me.I stiffened, instinct flaring for a heartbeat before a familiar voice broke through the shadows.“Zylia?”Mason.He stepped into view, the silver-marked wolf mask still covering half his face, his breath visible in the cold night air.Even with the mask, I could tell he was studying me, carefully, worriedly, the way he always did now.“I thought I saw you leave the circle,” he said quietly. “Are you alright?”I hesitated.Then slowly, I nodded. “Just needed space.”He moved a little closer, not touching, never touching, always respecting the boundaries we agreed to, but he stayed near enough that his presence settled something restless inside me.“You looked… shaken,” he murmured.I swallowed. “I ov
The prophecy’s reject CHAPTER NINETY TWO: Fall Masquerade Festival
Zylia’s POVThe air in the rogue settlement carried the crisp bite of late autumn, sharp enough to sting my cheeks as I stepped out of my tent.The sun had barely begun its descent, casting long amber streaks through the skeletal trees.Tonight was the annual Fall Masquerade, something the rogues celebrated not out of joy, but out of defiance, proof they were alive, surviving, and still capable of beauty even with the world against them.I hadn’t planned to attend at first.Festivals felt like luxuries meant for people who were whole, people who weren’t fugitives or former Lunas hiding from the king they had once loved.But the others insisted, and after weeks of proving myself through training, hunting, and long hours spent learning to fight like a rogue instead of scrambling for peanuts as an omega, maybe I needed a night to feel wolf-y again.At least, that was the lie I told myself.The truth was simpler.I wanted to see if I could walk into a crowd and not feel like my soul was s
The prophecy’s reject CHAPTER NINETY ONE: The Calm Before The Storm
Zylia’s POVThe first light of dawn filtered through the frost-bitten trees, turning the snow to a soft, blinding silver.I crouched low behind a fallen pine, watching the movement of the distant stag.My fingers were steady around the bow, my breath quiet in the cold air.Months of training with Raven and endless hunts with the rogues had sharpened me into something I didn’t recognize when I first stumbled into this camp: confident, capable, dangerous.And yet… despite all the strength I had forged, there was a tug deep inside me, a persistent pulse that refused to quiet.Sometimes it came as a shadow in my dreams, sometimes as a prickling at the nape of my neck, as if some unseen eyes were watching.I drew back the bowstring.The stag froze, muscles taut, nostrils flaring.My vision blurred slightly at the edges, not from fear, but from the echo of last night’s dream.The forest burned.Not the snow-laden pines around me, but a fire that swallowed everything in golden flames.Wolves
The prophecy’s reject CHAPTER NINETY: Reward
Killian’s POVThe crisp wind bit at my face as I walked across the polished stone of the palace courtyard.The air smelled faintly of smoke, ash, and the lingering fear that had settled over Howlborne since the fire consumed the farmlands.Each step I took carried the weight of authority and the burden of truth.The pack depended on me to hold the pieces together, even as the world around us burned.“Lucien,” I said without looking at him, voice low and steady. “Have you gathered everyone in the hall?”Lucien fell into step beside me, his expression taut.The beta had always been reliable, albeit I could sense the tension beneath his composure. “Yes, Alpha. Everyone has been summoned. They’re waiting.”“Good,” I murmured, running a hand through my hair, the sharp chill of winter doing little to soothe the heat simmering in my chest.I glanced toward the palace windows.Shadows shifted inside; Lilith would be ready.Lilith.I remembered the first moment I had seen her today.The room s
The prophecy’s reject CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE: Three Months Later
Zylia’s POVThe cold bit at my cheeks as I steadied my bow, exhaled slowly, and released.The arrow sliced through the forest air, whistling past the frost-glazed branches before landing cleanly, right through the chest of the mountain deer.A perfect shot.Even before Mason’s voice echoed somewhere behind me, I felt the proud grin spreading across my face.Three months ago I would have cried if a rabbit escaped me. Now I took down deer.The rogues called it progress.I called it survival.I jogged forward and crouched beside the deer.Its warm breath fogged weakly in the air before fading.I whispered a soft thank you. Raven taught me that. “Never take without acknowledging,” she had said. “This forest listens.”I didn’t know if that was true. But it made me feel… grounded.Boots crunched behind me.“You’re getting scary good at this,” Mason said, stopping at my side. Snow dusted his hair, his breath white in the cold morning air. “At this rate, you’ll be hunting me next.”“That depe
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