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Chapter 51

AIYANAMy heart was pounding against my ribs. The distance between us was now almost nonexistent. The cold didn’t matter anymore. The world seemed suspended, as if the forest was holding its breath, waiting for what would come next.“I don’t…”“What? You don’t what?”Icarus took another step toward me. I blinked, and instinctively took a step back.Another step from him. Another retreat from me.There was something in his eyes… something more than desire. It was shadow, wildness. A dark and hungry gleam.“I don’t know.”

Chapter 52

AIYANAThe car weaved through the road, winding between gnarled trees.The shadows of the Black Ridge were beginning to rise in the distance, swallowing the sky in bluish-gray hues. Moss Hollow was close. I could feel it on my skin, like a promise, or a warning.Icarus drove with alert eyes, his hands steady on the wheel. There was a fierce calm about him. We were silent. I mean… relatively silent. Isabela was talking behind me as if we were heading to a mall outing, not running for our lives.“What if it’s a girl? Alana. Or Dahlia that matches gray eyes...” she sighed theatrically, as if bored at a tea party, her voice dripping like sour honey. “

Chapter 53

AIYANAThey say silence speaks, but there, on that dead road, everything screamed. The sky was a sickly gray, the clouds heavy.I didn’t know what was worse: the putrid stench of the creatures clinging to my skin, or the uneven sound of Max’s breathing beside me. I never thought I’d witness something so wrong with nature. And even less that I’d survive it.The car had turned into scrap after the attack. My legs hurt like they were filled with shards of glass, and every step was a reminder of what we had just faced. Icarus stayed agile, practically carrying Max, who refused to admit the pain, even though an entire side of his body was bleeding. I could see the rapid pulse in his neck even with the Alpha gene trying to fix everything, he was suffering

Chapter 54

AIYANAThe room was small, with walls lined in dark wood and a ceiling so low I felt trapped. A single lamp cast an amber light, creating shadows in the cracks along the walls. I dropped my backpack at the foot of the bed and sighed, rubbing my face with hands still dirty from soil and dried blood.Isabela walked in a few seconds later, closing the door with less force than I expected. She didn’t say anything. Just leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed over her chest like a barrier. Her eyes scanned me."You think he’s going to choose you, don’t you?" she said at last, bluntly.I turned slowly toward her, leaning against the window frame, the glass fogged on the inside and dirty on the outside.

Chapter 55

AIYANAI just stared at him, my eyes locked on his.And he… didn’t look away.His gaze drifted from my face to my chest, then to my stomach, before stopping at my hips. No words came out. No movement. Nothing. It was like he’d forgotten how his own body worked.“Aiyana…” he whispered, frozen, eyes wide and hands halfway raised as if he didn’t know whether to cover his eyes or apologize. “Shit,” he muttered at last, clearing his throat and spinning around so fast it was like he’d been shocked.That’s when awareness crashed over me like a bucket of ice water.“Icarus!” I stepped back, crossing my arms over my chest and hunching my shoulders. “Don’t you know how to knock?!”“I did knock!” he shot back, still facing away, one hand braced on the doorframe. “And I asked if anyone was in here. The door opened on its own! I swear on everything, Aiyana, I didn’t know you were”“Almost naked?!”My boots were in the corner. My torn pants lay on the floor. My shirt hung from the hook on the door.

Chapter 56

AIYANA“We need to talk,” I said, setting the bowl on the nightstand. “About what happened in the forest. That… wasn’t normal.”“No zombie wolf attack is normal, Aiyana,” he said, sarcastic.“You know what I mean,” I pressed. “The protective dome you created. I felt the energy. It was like a living barrier. I’ve never seen anything like it.”He was quiet for a moment, then ran a hand over his face, tired.“I didn’t know I could do that either. I’ve never trained for that kind of… manifestation. My father once mentioned that certain gifts only reveal themselves in extreme situations. I gu

Chapter 57

AIYANAOur lips met once more.Desire. Anger. Need.I lost myself for a moment. As if the world had vanished and there was only this: him and me.But then reality hit.Hard.I pulled away, shoving at his chest, breathless, my lips still damp from the kiss."This... can’t happen again. You’re with Isabela."He stayed silent for a second, his eyes locked on mine. The desire still burned there, but now there was something else. Something dark. Hurt.He stood, and the change in him was almost physical. Warmth turned to steel. Sweetness to blade."You’re right," he said, voice low and sharp. "You’d better stay away from me.""Fine," I said, starting to walk."Aiyana..." he began, but I didn’t stay to hear the rest.Max’s door closed softly behind me, and I could still feel his lips on mine. The taste. The touch. The weight of that look.I was so lost in thought I didn’t see Icarus.I slammed into him hard and nearly went straight to the floor, if not for his hands gripping my shoulders fir

Chapter 58

AIYANAMax was tense beside me. Icarus, alert like a feline ready to pounce. And me? I was in the middle of them, trying to understand what curse was haunting us, and what exactly Vardam Bowen had to do with it all."Vardam Bowen isn’t a name you say out loud in this place," the bartender said, wiping a stained rag over the counter. "But I saw that man. About a week ago. He came through here with two outsiders... and something about them got under my skin. They weren’t normal.""What do you mean, not normal?" I asked, feeling my fingers slide to the necklace around my neck almost instinctively. The touch anchored me.The man with the eye patch stepped back a bit, but his shadow seemed bigger than before. His shoulder brushed mine. I stiffened instinctively, but before I could step away, Max moved. Fast.He positioned himself between us, protective and aggressive, like a wall of muscle and authority."Back off," he said, his voice low and sharp.The bald man smiled. A crooked, mocking

Chapter 59

AIYANAI woke as if I’d been dragged up from the bottom of a frozen lake. My muscles ached, my head throbbed, and my thoughts came in scattered fragments. The first thing I felt was the soft touch of sheets against my skin a fabric that definitely didn’t belong to the cheap hotel room we’d been staying in. That didn’t make sense. I blinked, trying to force my eyes to adjust to the elegant dimness of the room.It was spacious, and the air carried a faint scent of lavender.The walls were covered in white wallpaper with orange blossom designs, the ceiling was high, and the chandelier above the bed looked like it belonged in some noble hall from centuries ago. There were no windows, only a carved wooden door and furniture that looked like it came from another century.I swallowed hard, a shiver crawling up my spine. I got up slowly, trying to ignore the sluggish heaviness in my limbs. I remembered going to the bar with Icarus and Max, talking to the bartender, and then... shadows. A man

Chapter 60

AIYANAVardam looked at me for a long moment, then let out a sigh."Let’s have breakfast.""Wait a second, do you really think I’m going to"But he was already walking out the same door I had come through. He didn’t wait for an answer, just moved with that infuriating calm of someone who knows the others will follow.And of course, we did.The hallway was cold and silent, the antique furniture giving the place the atmosphere of a forgotten museum, and the sound of our footsteps echoed like a funeral march. We descended a curved staircase carved in dark stone until he opened a large double door that led into an impressive room.It was enormous, with a high ceiling supported by black wooden beams and heavy curtains covering the walls, probably to hide the lack of windows. In the center, a long, dark wood table with room for twelve people was set with more food than I’d ever seen at any pack feast. Fresh bread, sliced fruit, aged cheeses, eggs, smoked meats, cakes, and pitchers of juice.

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