MasukThe Aetherstar moved. And the world trembled with it. Seraphine barely rolled aside before a wave of dark energy slammed into the ground where she had stood. Stone shattered. The earth split open like fragile glass. Pain ripped through her body. Her magic had already bloomed, fully awake now but it felt wild, uncontrollable, burning through her veins like lightning trapped beneath skin. Blue light burst from her hands instinctively as she fought back. The attack struck the Aetherstar. For one brief second, the creature staggered. Then it lifted a single hand. Power exploded outward. Seraphine screamed as she was thrown across the ruined courtyard, crashing into broken pillars. Air fled her lungs. Every bone felt cracked. She tried to stand. Her knees failed. Why... can't I win? The Aetherstar advanced slowly, its presence crushing the air itself. Each step warped reality around it. Magic answered her fear. Her eyes began to glow. Bright. Endless. Blue. Understanding
Ten Minutes Before Ruin The Moonlight Ball shimmered like a dream. Silver lanterns floated beneath enchanted ceilings, reflecting soft starlight across polished marble floors. Masks glittered. Dresses shimmered. Magic hummed gently in the air as music played, elegant, slow, untouched by the disaster already unfolding beneath the academy. Damien sat alone at the edge of the ballroom. A crystal glass rested loosely in his hand as he watched the entrance. Waiting. Any second now. She would walk through those doors. Seraphine would appear, eyes searching for him, realization finally clear in her heart. She would confess. She would choose him. His lips curved faintly. They'll finally understand. Across the hall, laughter echoed. Students danced beneath drifting illusions of moonlight. Everything felt perfect. Then his gaze shifted. At the far side of the ballroom stood Alaric, Kade, and Lucien. Close together. Talking quietly. Damien's smile faded. His grip tightened aroun
Cold stone pressed against Seraphine's skin as unconsciousness slowly loosened its grip. Voices echoed somewhere far away. Whispers. Chanting. Power humming through the air like a living heartbeat. She drifted between sleep and awareness until- A violent tremor shook the ground. Her eyes snapped open. Moonlight flickered across towering cavern walls. Ancient runes burned along the floor beneath her, glowing with unstable light. For a moment, her mind struggled to understand what she was seeing. Then she felt it. Her wrists. Bound tightly. Her ankles were restrained with glowing magical chains. Panic surged through her. "What-?" Her voice cracked as she tried to move. "Where am I?" Memory rushed back in fragments. The butterfly. Damien. The sudden strike. Her breath hitched. Ahead of her stood two figures. Cressida lingered several steps away, watching carefully. And closer to the massive stone arch carved into the cavern wall stood Elera- No. Something about her
The Moonlight Ball transformed Aetherborn Academy into something unreal. Silver lanterns floated in the sky like captured stars. Moonlight spilled across marble floors, turning every step into liquid light. Enchanted music drifted through the air, soft and haunting, carried by invisible magic that made the entire hall shimmer. Students arrived masked and magnificent. Velvet gowns whispered across the floor. Dark suits gleamed beneath chandeliers shaped like constellations. Laughter and magic blended into a single glowing moment, a night where identities could hide behind beauty. A night of secrets. ⸻ Caleb stood near the grand staircase, looking unusually nervous. Beside him was Talon, tall, confident, dressed in midnight blue with a half-mask that revealed just enough of his teasing smile. Caleb tried very hard not to stare. "You've checked your reflection five times," Talon said, amused. "I have not." "You just did again." Caleb cleared his throat, pretending to focus on
The halls of Aetherborn Academy felt quieter than usual.Or maybe Seraphine only noticed the silence because her heart refused to stop pounding.She walked slowly toward the Four Lodge, her fingers twisting together nervously. Every step felt heavier than the last. The decision she had made - agreeing to attend the Moonlight Ball with Lucien - now carried consequences she hadn't fully prepared for.She pushed open the tall doors.Alaric was already there.He stood near the window, pale silver light spilling over him as if he belonged to the night itself. A book rested loosely in his hand, though he clearly wasn't reading it.He looked up the moment she entered."Seraphine."Her name sounded softer than usual. Hopeful.And that made this harder.She swallowed. "Alaric... I came to tell you something."He closed the book slowly, sensing the weight in her voice. "You've decided."It wasn't a question.She nodded, unable to meet his eyes. "I... I won't be going to the Moonlight Ball with
Damien hadn't meant to come.He told himself he would wait. He told himself he would give her time but patience had never been his strength when it came to Seraphine.So he walked to her room anyway.And that was when he saw it.The door slightly open. A shadow moving inside. And then-Lucien.Lucien's hand at her waist. Lucien's mouth on hers.And Seraphine-Kissing him back.Something inside Damien cracked. Not loudly. Not dramatically. Just a quiet, splintering sound in his chest.He didn't storm in. He didn't shout.He stepped back.And walked away.⸻The path to the four lodge burned beneath his feet. The torches lining the stone corridor flickered violently as he passed, reacting to the storm in his blood.She said she needed time.Time for what?To choose between them?To test them?Or had she already chosen?He clenched his fists."Damien."He froze.He knew that voice.Slowly, he turned.Cressida stood beneath the archway, her expression unreadable in the torchlight."What ar







