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122- Fire In Her Veins
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Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 124- My queen
Ember's POV When the fire stopped, I thought I’d died. But death wouldn’t feel like this. Death wouldn’t burn.I floated somewhere between breath and ash, my skin humming with a power that didn’t belong to me. The ground below me was scorched black, pulsing with heat every time I breathed. My veins glowed faintly beneath my skin, gold at first, then darker—black fire threading through me like veins of molten glass. When I tried to move, my body didn’t obey. My reflection shimmered in the air before me, split down the center—one side mine, the other smiling with the Witch’s mouth.“You fought me,” she whispered from inside my skull, her voice curling through my mind like smoke. “Now you wear me.”I tried to speak, but the words came out in two tones, mine and hers. Every heartbeat sent waves of heat rolling off me, searing the soil. I could feel her under my skin, testing, stretching, tasting everything I was.“Get out,” I growled, pressing my palms against the burning dirt.She laugh
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 123- Awakening of The Relic
Zane's POV I woke to silence. Not the peaceful kind, but the kind that presses on your chest until you can’t tell if your heart is still beating. The fire was out, the air heavy with the stench of ash and blood. The spot where Ember had been lying beside me was cold. Her scent—usually warm, threaded with smoke and something sweet—was gone, burned clean out of the air.For a moment, I just stared at the dirt where her hand had rested against mine. Then I saw it—the mark on the nearest tree, carved deep into the bark, still smoldering. The Witch’s sigil. But twisted, fused with Ember’s flame mark, glowing faintly red. My stomach turned.“She’s being pulled back,” I whispered. The words scraped out of me like gravel.A shout tore through the camp. I was already on my feet when Kaela stumbled into view, barely holding herself up. Her armor was cracked, blood seeping down her neck. The soldiers flinched when they saw her—she looked half-dead already. I caught her before she hit the ground
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 122- Fire In Her Veins
Ember's POV I woke to pain. It was the first thing I felt....the raw, burning ache under my skin, as if my veins had turned to molten metal. My body jerked before I could stop it, my back arching, a strangled cry tearing from my throat. The air stank of smoke and blood, and when I opened my eyes, the world was drenched in red light. Dawn. Or what was left of it. The forest was still smoldering, ash drifting like snow around us. Zane’s arms were around me, his voice breaking somewhere above my head, but I couldn’t focus on him. Every pulse of my heart sent fire racing through me, glowing faintly beneath my skin like threads of living light. I couldn’t breathe.“Stay still,” he said, his voice rough, desperate. His hand pressed against my cheek, the heat of his skin barely registering against the inferno that was tearing me apart. “Ember, please, just breathe.”“I can’t,” I rasped. “It’s....too much....”He tried to hold me down, but I twisted away, gasping as the air around me shimmer
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 121- Blood For Fire
Zane's POV The forest bled with smoke. Every breath I dragged in burned like coal, thick with the scent of ash and her. Ember. Her fire lingered in the air—wild, stubborn, alive. My chest ached with it. Every flicker of flame in the distance felt like her calling me, taunting me. I followed it through the northern woods, through roots torn apart by the storm she’d left behind. The sky above still glowed faintly red, and every spark that fell to the ground whispered her name. My men trailed behind me, exhausted, wounded, afraid to speak. They didn’t understand what it meant to lose her. They didn’t understand that I wasn’t chasing her to save her. I was hunting her.“Alpha,” one of them called, voice trembling. “We’ve gone three days without rest. The hounds can’t pick up her trail anymore. The air—”I turned, and the look on my face shut him up before he could finish. My voice came out low, raw. “Rest is for the dead.”The ground cracked beneath my boots as I moved on. Every pulse of
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 0120- Vanished In Fire; The Relic Burns
Ember's POV The moment the sky split open, I felt the world tilt. The witch’s laughter was a blade through my skull, her power a current that wrapped around me and tore me away from Zane’s reach. I screamed his name, but the sound was lost in the roar of collapsing flame. The world folded in on itself, and then there was nothing—only darkness, thick and humming like blood under skin.When I woke, the air was heavy with incense and rot. I was lying on cold stone, wrists and ankles bound by glowing runes that pulsed in rhythm with my heartbeat. Mirrors lined the walls, each one reflecting me—but not me. In one, I saw Ash, the boy who had sworn his loyalty to Zane; in another, the liar who had smiled through every order; in another, the monster with eyes burning gold. They moved even when I didn’t. My chest tightened. The witch’s voice slithered through the dark.“Which one of you should I keep?”Her form drifted from the shadows, her gown slick like oil, her smile a cruel crescent. She
Wild Nights With My Lycan Step-brother 0119- Smoke And Gold
Zane's POVI woke to silence. Not peace—just the kind of silence that follows ruin. The tower was a skeleton of black stone and smoke, the floor cracked open where the relic had burned through. My throat felt raw, my chest tight, my muscles heavy like I’d been dragged through fire. The chains that had once held me were dust, but their marks still burned around my wrists.Ash floated in the air like slow snow. The scent of blood clung to it, thick and sour. Half my men lay scattered across the rubble, their armor twisted and blackened. Lucien’s body was gone, the ground where he’d fallen carved with strange sigils. The witch’s stench still lingered—rot, sulfur, and something older.She had her.I could feel it before I even let myself think it. The echo of her power pulsed faintly under my skin, the same rhythm that had matched mine before the tower fell. Ember was alive. The bond wasn’t gone; it was distant, like a heartbeat under water.I dragged myself upright, the world spinning on
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