All Chapters of The Blood Bound Legacy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31: The Shadow’s Mark

With each passing moment of sober reflection, however, the gravity of what had transpired sunk into my bones like iron shackles. We had won, but Shadow’s End had let us go — but not because we had won. No, it had freed us because now it had me. Because it had snuck into the fissures of my mind, wrapping itself around my thoughts, my memories, my soul.And the worst part? I could feel it.The others observed me in silence, their faces knotty with unease. I could see it writ large in their eyes — what now?The first to speak was Maxwell. He leaned in closer, his voice low but determined. “Lena. Talk to me. What’s happening?”I faltered, my breath shaky. “I don’t know,” I admitted. “I just… I feel it. Like something’s lingering. Not behind us—inside of me.”Jameson shot a nervous look at Soraya. “That thing doesn’t take human beings, too. It changes them,” he said quietly. “It disassembles them a little bit and a little bit until all that’s left is it.”A shudder ran down my spine. “And

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Chapter 32: The Expense of Knowledge

The church was quiet except for my breath, still gasping, still rattling in my chest like something had jarred loose inside me. The shadows of Shadow’s End had tried to claim me, to take me under and drag me down to make me theirs, and I had barely — barely — fought my way back.My shoulders hadn’t shaken free of Maxwell’s grip. His gaze never left my eyes, surging as if he wasn’t really convinced that I was back.I let out a slow breath, and forced steadiness into my voice. “Max, I’m okay.”His jaw tightened. “You weren’t.”I swallowed hard. “But I am now.”He didn’t let go. “What did it do to you?”I paused, as the heft of the experience bore down on me, pressing against my ribs. “It tried to keep me there. It gave to me an image of my father, my home. It wanted me to stay.”Jameson cursed, pacing back from us. “That’s what this place does. “It goes right for your weak spot and settles in.”Soraya crossed her arms. “And if it had almost gotten Lena, then we’re out of time.”Maxwell

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Chapter 33: The Weight of Power

The words We kill that too still lingered in the air, but I wasn’t sure, even as I spoke them, how much of it I believed.Because how do you kill something that never really lived? Something that transcends flesh and bone, that transcends time itself?”Maxwell didn’t seem convinced, either. His jaw tightened, his eyes sliding over my face as if hunting for a clue. “And how do you plan to do that, Lena?” His voice was low, even, but there was something boiling just underneath.I swallowed hard. “I don’t know yet.”Jameson scoffed. “Great. “So, if I understand correctly—we’re going to destroy an ancient Council that has been running the supernatural world for centuries, and at the same time, fighting off some kind of primordial horror that happens to be living in Lena’s head at the moment?”I sighed. “That about sums it up.”Jameson rubbed a hand over his face. “Fantastic.”Soraya, who had so far kept quiet, sighed. “It’s possible.”Jameson looked at her, raising his brows. “Is it? Beca

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Chapter 34 :Threads Unraveling

It didn’t creep in this time. It came pouring—a torrent of inky blackness devouring me whole, sinking its fangs into my consciousness before I even had the time to steel myself.This time, my father was not an illusion.No warped version of my childhood home.This time, it didn’t pretend.The presence enveloped me, immeasurable and never-ending.This time you came of your own accord.Its voice was no longer a whisper. It was everywhere. In the air, in my bones, in the rhythmic pulse of my body.I steeled myself. “I have questions.”A chuckle, low and amused. "Of course you do."I exhaled slowly. “The Council. The sacrifices. The blood. Why?”Silence stretched. Then—“Because they were afraid of what would happen if they stopped.”I frowned. “And what would happen?”Another chuckle. “Isn’t that what you’re here to discover?”I gritted my teeth. “Enough games.”The darkness moved, closed about me, constricting, pressing.“I do not play games, little Guardian. I simply wait. And watch. A

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Chapter 35: The Spirit That Lives in My Body

Then we kill her are words I repeated in my head long after I said them.The room was quiet, heavy with questions that had not been asked, fears that had gone unspoken. I could practically feel the weight of everyone’s gaze boring down on me—Maxwell’s barely-contained tension, Jameson’s wary curiosity, the cold calculation of Soraya. But above all, I could feel the thing inside me.Watching.Waiting.Maxwell was the first to ring in the silence. “Lena… do you know what that means?”I swallowed hard. “I know exactly what it stands for.”His jaw clenched. “Do you?” He moved in closer, his voice dropping to something gentler, something naked. “Because if she’s inside you, if this thing is tied to you now — how do you separate yourself from her? How do you poison what is tied up in your bones?’”A chill ran down my spine.That’s because I didn’t have an answer to that.Soraya folded her arms, her face inscrutable. “We don’t really know what she wants yet.”Jameson scoffed. “We believe and

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Chapter 36: The War Inside Me

What I said just before my tumble bore the heaviness of gravity — a lot of gravity.“She wants me to complete what she started.”No one spoke. No one moved. It was as if speaking it had rearranged something internally, that it had made it real between us.Maxwell didn’t loosen his grip on my arms. If anything he was holding me tighter, as if scared I would slip away. “And what do you want, Lena?” His voice was low, steady — but there was something else under it. Something frayed.I swallowed hard. “I don’t know.”Jameson gave a cruel laugh, one without a trace of real humor. “Well, not quite the answer we were looking for, but hey, at least you’re honest.”I shot him a look. “This isn’t a joke.”His smirk faded. “I know.” His eyes darkened. “That’s why it’s terrifying.”Soraya cocked her head and considered me as if I were a puzzle she wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to solve. “She taught you something, didn’t she?”I hesitated. “Yes.”Maxwell tensed beside me. “What did she show you?

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Chapter 37: The Splintered Road

A heavy silence settled in the room that lingered.We had a plan — well, the rough outline of one. Find the tethers. Break them. And maybe it saved me. the thing in me is separable.Simple in theory.Impossible in practice.Because none of us knew what would happen if we started messing with the bindings that had contained this thing for centuries. None of us knew if we were letting something far worse out than what the Council had become.But we didn’t have a choice.I pressed a hand to my temple, attempting to forget the associate dull ache that had been developing since I’d tapped into her—the Guardian standing before me. And she was still there, still waiting, curled in the darkest places of my mind, her whispers crashing in and out like a song half-remembered."They betrayed us. They do not merit your mercy.'I clenched my jaw. Not now.Maxwell was looking up at me, his mouth a hard line, his fists squeezing and unsqueezing at his sides, like he was waiting for something — some i

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Chapter 38: Point of No Return

The heavy weight of what I had seen in the vision still followed me. It stuck to my skin like frost, burrowing under my bones, so that every step I took was increasingly loaded and heavier. I knew where the tethers were located. I knew where to go.But to know and to do were two completely different things.We sat in the darkened study, city map laid out before us. Flame flared from a few candles sprinkled along the perimeter of the table, their dim light the only radiance in the chaste place. Maxwell stood with his arms crossed, his jaw set, and Soraya leaned over the map and traced the locations with a gloved finger. Jameson, pacing and tapping his boots impatiently against the hardwood floor.I was at the center of all this, crushing under the weight of expectation.“The ruins,” Soraya said, tapping the first mark on the map. “They’re ancient. Ancient by the standards of the Council itself. If a tether exists, it’s buried deep.”“And the catacombs,” added Jameson. “No surprise. Tha

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Chapter 39: The Second Seal

The first tether was the destroyer, I should have felt lighter.It didn’t.If anything, I’d felt heavier, like something clinging to my spine, tightening its grip with every breath. I could still hear the echo of the scream of the monolith in my skull, vibrating in the vacancy between my ribs.But there was no time to reflect on it.The catacombs were next.We stood peering into the ruins, where the air still crackled with the remnants of violently torn magic. Jameson squatted beside the shattered monolith and ran his fingers over the jagged remains.“Well, that was terrible,” he grumbled. “One down. Two to go.”Maxwell stayed beside me, his hand hovering above my arm as though he was anticipating I’d just fall down. I hated the way he was looking at me — like I was fragile, like I was slipping between his fingers and he couldn’t stop it.I wasn’t fragile.Not yet.The only one who seemed happy was Soraya. She breathed out, shaking her hands as if she could still sense the energy we h

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Chapter 40 : Breath of the Abyss

For a moment, silence—a thick, heavy, absolute silence. Not the hush of quiet, but the weight of a thing unseen, watching, waiting.Then, the air shifted.A gust of stale, frigid air traveled down the cramped tunnel, reeking of damp earth and something metallic — old blood, perhaps, or the aftereffects of long-ago death.Instinctively I reached for Maxwell’s hand, our fingertips grazing. He didn’t flinch, only tightened his hold. Solid. Steady. A tether to something real.Soraya muttered a spell, and something like a spark flickered to life in her palm, telling the jagged stone walls of the catacombs. The tunnel ahead was long and winding, and it disappeared into darkness. Old runes had been carved into the walls—some ancient and few, others wearing out over time, others glowing ever so softly, as if the castor still remembered what its purpose was.Jameson let out a low breath. “Well, this is horrifying.”Soraya didn’t look up. “Focus.”“I am focused. I’m just also acknowledging that

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