เข้าสู่ระบบ- RAVENAThe clinic was dead quiet except for the steady, annoying scratch of Ashton’s quill against heavy parchment.He dipped the nib into the black inkpot, scrawled another rigid line of high-caste administrative wording, and then stopped, rubbing his glasses against his sleeve before glaring at me over the rim of the table."I'm risking my entire medical license, a flogging, and probably a very painful execution by helping you forge a High Council entry warrant, Zavier," Ashton whispered, his voice cracking with panic. "You could at least tell me what you're planning to do with Master Volt's official brass seal.""Relax, Ash," I muttered, leaning against the wooden supply shelf while nervously flipping the heavy brass stamp over in my palm. The metal felt cold, heavy, and entirely too incriminating. "I'm just returning a borrowed office supply.""That's a Council-grade requisition stamp, not a quill!" Ashton hissed, his hands shaking slightly as he held the damp parchment near the
- WILLOWBefore I could slam head-first into the stone edge, Roderic leaned out of his chair, his broad arm shooting around my waist.He yanked me back, catching my entire body weight flat against his chest.I gasped, my hands slamming against his shoulders to steady myself. His dark leather coat was hot, his heavy pulse thudding hard under my palms. He held me locked tight against him, his face inches from mine, his shaky breath mingling with mine in white puffs in the night air."Gotcha," he rasped, his eyes dark, intense, and completely unblinking.I couldn't move or say another word. My chest was heaving, my fingers clutching his coat lapels, my lips parted just an inch from his.Above us, the heavy dark clouds suddenly parted, and the sky exploded into brilliant, dancing ribbons of green and violet light, the northern lights bursting across the mountain peaks, casting a glowing, magical sheen over his bare face and my upturned eyes.Neither of us looked up at the sky. We just sta
- RAVENAThat night, I pulled out the pendant with the silver chain that I always kept stuffed in the front pocket of my trousers.It was a raw, heavy piece of Crimson Gibcasite, wrapped in a crude silver wire that was already starting to tarnish along the loops. The stone itself looked like a drop of dried blood frozen in crystal, dark and cloudy around the edges. But whenever the torchlight caught it just right, a sharp, fiery crimson pulse seemed to flash from deep inside the core. The stone rested against my palm, carrying a soft, steady thrum that felt eerily familiar.I stared at it in the quiet dark of my room, my thumb tracing the rough edges, wondering if this stupid rock had anything to do with the golden freak-show magic that had erupted out of my hands in the clinic.I didn't get time to figure it out.A heavy fist slammed against my door frame, making the iron latch rattle hard against the wood."Zave! Get your boots on!" Instructor Franz’s loud, rough voice barked from
- RAVENARelieved, I let out a heavy sigh. "Ashton, thank God! It's you!"Ashton didn't scream for the guard post. He didn't drop his lantern, either.He just stood there in the dark, icy laundry alley with his jaw working side to side, staring at me through those thick round glasses like he was trying to solve a bad math equation."Get inside before your toes freeze off, Zave," he muttered softly.My breath hitched hard, my heart thudding in my chest, but I didn't get a chance to open my mouth. Before I could pull my boots out of the snow bank, a high, frantic shout echoed across the lower courtyard."Healer! We need a damn healer in the lower ward!"Two wardens came sprinting around the corner, hauling a wooden stretcher slick with mud and fresh crimson blood. On top of the rough canvas lay a young guard, a fresh recruit named Toby, his chest caved in, gurgling on his own breath after a stone archway collapsed during the perimeter wall repairs.Ashton didn't waste a second. He grabb
- RAVENA"Because I was just born different, Chief," I rasped, yanking my wrist out of his grip before my pulse could betray me any further. "Now put your damn tunic back on before you catch a lung chill."I didn't give him time to question me again. I left Roderic in the damp, cooling steam of the bath chamber, my hands still buzzing with the trace of his skin against mine.Two days passed in a tense, uncomfortable blur. The citadel settled back into its freezing winter, but every time I walked past Roderic's study, I felt his eyes tracking me through the open door. I was running out of lies. I was running out of ways to play the sloppy borderland stray when my own skin kept giving me away.By midnight on the third day, a heavy snowstorm blew in off the northern peaks, howling through the stone arches and burying the courtyard under knee-deep drifts.I was tossing a crate of frozen cabbage heads onto the rear supply porch when a sharp, low whistle cut through the whistling wind.Two
- RAVENAI remained silent and kept my mouth shut.My heart was still beating furiously as I pulled back from his grasp, forcing a dry laugh out of my throat. "I move like a survivor, Chief. That's all."Roderic stayed pinned in his chair for three intense seconds, his dark eyes scanning every inch of my hood before he let out a long, rough exhale that hit my chin. He released my wrists, leaning back into his iron seat and dragging a broad hand across his damp forehead."Your old man was a sadistic bastard," he muttered quietly."Yeah," I lied, swallowing the tight knot in my throat as I scrambled off the cold floor. "Tell me about it."I thought that was the end of it. I thought I’d dodged the blade for one more day. But three hours later, the entire subterranean level of the citadel started baking like an oven.I was down in the lower laundry room wringing out grease-stained rags when the stone floor beneath my boots went from freezing cold to hot enough to warm a tea kettle. A fou
- RAVENAThe two goons Elder Marrow picked to dump me at the edge of the world didn't say a word the whole trip. They just gripped my arms, dragging me through the dirt until the dirt turned into frozen slush.We were heading for the Hollowland.Every wolf grew up hearing stories about this desolate
- RAVENAI woke to the feeling of rough hands dragging me across the cold stone floor. All I could sense was gray light and voices yelling around me. They didn't even bother to open the cell door properly, just ripped the hinges from the frame."Time to face your punishment, kinslayer," one of the
- RODERICI was doomed. I began to realize that I was never getting out of this fucking wheelchair. It was like a moving cage. I clenched the metal rim until my fingers blanched as I dragged myself an inch forward, simply to feel the metal against my skin. My legs were like twigs, useless limbs co
- RAVENAThe stone under my feet was slippery with things that I didn't give a shit about. As I moved around, each step took me deeper into the damp, and my shredded tunic smelled of old urine and rotting waste. I smuggled a lot of extra weight around my throat. My inner wolf, Astraea, should have







