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Nightfall Hunt (chapter 72)
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Torn Between Two Moons Quiet as Blood (chapter 74)
Akira’s POV The infirmary had this strange mix of iron and lavender smells that made my stomach twist. Arik was there, breathing shallowly, and the slow tick of the clock seemed to keep pace with his breaths. He was alive—for the moment. The bandages were tight, and the healers looked worn and pale. The palace buzzed with a tense kind of panic—orders being shouted in the hallways, ward-mages checking runes, and scouts running in with soaked cloaks and urgent news. I perched on the edge of a wooden stool, fingers clenched until my knuckles turned white. My hands still felt burned from the battle, the memory of the light lingering beneath my skin. The mark on my wrist pulsed—an unwanted heartbeat that synced with Arik’s. I tried to shove that feeling down, to make it small and manageable, like a candle tucked away under a table. But it never really listened. Kaidën moved with the same fierce focus he’d had when we charged the battlements. He barked orders with a brutal efficiency onl
Torn Between Two Moons Shattered Calm (chapter 73)
Kaidën’ POVThe infirmary was filled with the strong scent of herbs, blood, and a palpable sense of fear. Arik lay on the cot, his skin looking too pale, as he fought to breathe with shallow, persistent gasps, while healers rushed around him with frenzied hands. I stood at the foot of the bed, arms crossed, my jaw clenched so tightly it was starting to hurt. Every single noise—the clinking of vials, the murmured prayers, the rip of torn cloth—only fueled the fire of anger and dread that was rising inside me.This wasn’t supposed to happen. Not here. Not within these walls.“Pressure here,” one healer said, his hands stained with blood. Another healer scrambled for fresh bandages, moving fast. But I could see the truth in their eyes: Arik wasn’t just hurt. He was losing his fight.For a moment, everything around me seemed to fade, with a mix of rage and sorrow tangled in my chest. Arik wasn’t just a general to me; he was my oldest friend. He’d stood by my side during the hardest momen
Torn Between Two Moons Nightfall Hunt (chapter 72)
Akira’s POVAs I pushed away from the console, the alarm still rattled through my bones. The sound felt like cold water seeping into my skin; the palace was thick with the smell of ozone and a metallic edge of fear. Kaidën moved with that calmness, the kind that makes everything around him feel chaotic—a focus that comes from being a ruler, not from acting recklessly. He shot me a look that said more than words ever could. Move.We charged into the corridor as one. The torches flickered in their holders, casting shadows that seemed to stretch infinitely; the castle suddenly felt like a labyrinth of dark corners and echoing footsteps. Guards rushed past like a wave, their boots thudding against the marble floor. Up ahead, Lyrein was already a shadow against the stairwell, barking out orders in a low voice. He caught my gaze and nodded quickly, signaling me to keep an eye on Kaidën's flank.Oddly enough, my palms felt calm. The adrenaline cut through the nagging doubts in my mind—one of
Torn Between Two Moons Beneath the Cracks (chapter 71)
The night was heavier than usual, almost like the air was thick with unspoken secrets. Kaidën stood by the window, his sharp features illuminated by the city lights outside. Below, the faint sound of traffic didn’t do much to calm the storm churning inside him.He hadn’t really slept—not properly, anyway—not since the letter that changed everything.Akira’s words kept echoing in his mind, slicing through the quiet like knives. “You think you know me, Kaidën, but you don’t know half of what I’ve done to survive.”He could still see the pain in her eyes, the fear she tried so hard to hide under a facade of bravado. For the first time, he wasn’t sure who he was trying to protect—her or himself.A soft knock pulled him from his thoughts.“Come in,” he said, his voice low.Akira walked in, wearing a simple black hoodie and leggings. No armor, no mask—just her. But the storm in her eyes hadn’t settled.“You’re awake,” she remarked, surprise and exhaustion mingling in her tone.“So are you,”
Torn Between Two Moons Embers of Mercy (chapter 70)
Akira’s POV The parchment felt cold against my palm, even after Kaidën folded it and tucked it away. Those words had weight; they made the blood in my veins taste like metal. Three nights. Three days. A deadline and a promise twisted together like a noose. Kaidën’s jaw was set like stone. The way he crumpled the paper and the tension in his fingers told me he had plans that didn’t need anyone’s approval. That’s the King I’d come to know—decisive, dangerous, and fiercely committed. It should have reassured me, but it only sparked a small, nagging alarm inside my chest. “We start hunting,” he said. He didn’t even look at me; his gaze drifted past me into the shadows where enemies lurked. He didn’t ask if I would stand by him—he just expected it. There are many kinds of love. For him, love felt like a blade. For me, love was a decision I was still trying to understand. I trailed behind him to the war room, where the map lay open and the candles gave off a smoky scent mixed with sag
Torn Between Two Moons threads of warning (chapter 69)
Kaidën’s POV As soon as the door slammed behind Akira, the sound sliced through my patience like a knife. I found myself frozen in the dim hallway, my hand still lingering in the space where she had pushed me away. Her words carried the weight of an order, one I felt I couldn’t ignore. "Go. Wait outside." It wasn’t a request; it was a command. And I obeyed. I should’ve been outraged. Maybe I was—though my anger wasn’t directed at her. No, the real fury swirling inside me stemmed from the sealed, crimson-marked envelope she had clutched. A message delivered by a specter of a man. How dare someone breach my territory—my domain, my ward, my mate—and slip away without a trace? I began pacing the corridor, each step barely holding back the urge to storm through those walls and track down whoever sent that warning. Whoever thought they could reach her so easily. Whoever believed they could take what was mine. Her scent still lingered in the air—warm and soft, but threaded with an iron
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