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What Survived The Burn Chapter Seventy-Three
Simon’s POVIt was the day of the ceremony.Our bedroom—or rather, what used to be our bedroom—felt like a hollow echo of what it once was. The walls were still the same soft gray, and the bed still sat in the center of the room, but all of our belongings were gone. Packed away and placed into storage. Even the air had shifted, no longer charged with the same familiarity. Tonight, Caleb and Maren would return to this room as Alpha and Luna of this pack. Loria and I would disappear into the night with nothing but enchanted backpacks and the weight of an uncertain future.We stood naked in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, the glass fogged lightly from the heat of our skin and the closeness of the moment we had just shared. My hands still rested loosely around Loria's waist, our bodies flush, her breath just beginning to steady. There was something deeply symbolic in the way we stood there—not just lovers or mates, but leaders on the edge of something brand new.Loria raised her han
What Survived The Burn Chapter Seventy-Two
Loria’s POVThe kitchen was already warm with the midday light pouring through the windows, and it only grew brighter with the energy now buzzing in the air. Simon and Andy hauled the large map and pinned it down on the end of the kitchen table while Amy cleared the rest of the space, her eyes already scanning like she was mentally staging the entire event.I pulled a pitcher of sweet tea from the fridge and poured it into four glasses, adding lemon to each one before sliding them across the counter. Amy caught hers mid-stride without looking."Okay," she said, taking a sip. "We're doing this right. You only hand over an Alpha title once. It has to mean something."Simon leaned against the counter beside me. "We were thinking something elegant but intimate. The dining hall at the den. Enough space, enough familiarity."Amy nodded slowly. "It’ll need to be transformed. Drapes, greenery, soft lighting. I’m thinking candles everywhere. Maren’s colors are lilac and silver, right?"I smile
What Survived The Burn Chapter Seventy-One
Loria’s POVThe soft earth beneath my feet felt alive. Buzzing. Sacred. Estelle and I walked slowly through the field of wolves, the grass whispering around our ankles. They moved like mist through moonlight, all shapes, sizes, and colors. Some brushed against me, curious. Others lay sprawled in the sun, their ears flicking lazily, content."They’re beautiful," I whispered."They are free," Estelle said beside me.That word echoed inside me.We walked in silence for a time, the wind threading through the trees, birdsong carried on the breeze. Eventually, my thoughts pulled back to the second fountain. The one I still didn’t fully understand."You never finished explaining the second fountain," I said, glancing over at her. "The one where you said the wolves are placed when they want to return to Earth. What does that mean exactly?"Estelle nodded, her expression serene. "When a vessel—a werewolf—passes away, the wolf spirit inside them does not simply vanish. It returns here. This rea
What Survived The Burn Chapter Seventy
Loria’s POVOne minute I was standing in Simon's office with Amy and Andy, half-listening as Simon and Andy traced circles over the map, my thoughts drifting to my grandmother—the Moon Goddess. And the next? The world shifted.The air rippled.A beat of silence.Then everything changed.The floor vanished. The walls. The ceiling. My breath caught in my throat, and the map, the desk, Simon, Andy, Amy—they were just gone.I didn’t fall. I didn’t fly.I arrived.A vast meadow stretched around me, framed by towering ancient trees that looked older than memory. Wildflowers bloomed in every color imaginable, the scent of them rich and intoxicating. A soft mist clung to the grass, and the sky above was an impossible shade of lavender, lit by stars that shouldn’t be visible in daylight.Wolves surrounded me.Hundreds. Maybe thousands.Every shape. Every size. Every color. Each of them solid and rippling with muscle. They stood, sat, lay in small clusters, scattered across the clearing in watc
What Survived The Burn Chapter Sixty-Nine
Andy’s POVThe morning light filtered through the windows, warm and golden, carrying the scent of fresh herbs from the gardens outside. It was quiet—too quiet, considering there were seven babies in the house. That could only mean one thing: Mamaw Audrey was here.Sure enough, when I padded barefoot into the living room with a cup of coffee in hand, I found Mamaw perched in the middle of the floor like a benevolent witch queen. Venus, Moon, and Anthony were spread around her, babbling and reaching for glowing orbs of light she kept conjuring and juggling in the air like magic bubbles. The quads, for once, were all napping in the twin cribs that had been pushed together into one mega-nursery across the space. A couple of young witches from the coven—teenagers, by the look of them—were hovering nearby, folding baby laundry and giggling at something Moon was saying.It was strange and beautiful, the peace of it. The warmth.But that wasn’t why I was here.Amy and I had plans to meet with
What Survived The Burn Chapter Sixty-Eight
Loria’s POVThe soft buzz of cicadas hummed outside the window, and the last golden rays of the sun were dipping behind the trees when we finally sat down. Simon and I were side by side on the living room couch, facing the two people who had become the bedrock of our lives. Amy and Andy had no idea what we were about to say, but I could already feel Amy’s eyes scanning our faces. She always knew when something was coming.Andy looked relaxed, but I could tell he wasn’t fooled either. He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “Okay, you’re both making that face you make when something big is about to happen. So just rip the band-aid off.”Simon chuckled lowly. “You know us too well.”Amy crossed her arms, eyebrows raised. “What’s going on?”I exchanged a glance with Simon, and he gave me a slight nod. My hands were clasped tightly in my lap, and I forced them to relax before I spoke.“We’re stepping down,” I said softly.Amy blinked. Andy’s brows pulled together.“We’re handi
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