Semua Bab Mated Twice: A Wolf’s Dilemma: Bab 51 - Bab 55

The silence after the blade split was unbearable.One half pulsed in Racheal’s hand—its familiar warmth now heavier, conscious.The other half flickered gently in her twin’s grasp, as though waking from centuries of slumber.Around them, the fire in the chamber burned with twin-colored light—gold and crimson, dancing like breath and blood. Balanced. Waiting.“What now?” Kade whispered, his voice reverent.Pyra stepped forward, eyes alight with awe. “Now, the Trial begins.”---Beneath the Throne Chamber lay a hidden path—sealed until the moment the flame chose.Carved in bone and lined with scorched roots, the spiral passage opened with a sound like weeping stone. Racheal descended first, her sister behind her.Neither spoke.The bond between them buzzed silently, like two stars sharing gravity for the first time.Kade and Alec remained above. This was not a battle.It was a rite.---They reached the bottom.A chamber of obsidian and ancient flame.At its center: a molten pool ringed

The Council chamber was empty.But the shadows were not.High Alpha Devrin of Hollowroot stood before the flickering crest of the Assembly, jaw clenched, eyes fixed on the crimson ember slowly dying in the ceremonial brazier.“They’ve made a mistake,” he muttered.Behind him, someone stepped from the dark.“Elide would say it’s evolution,” the voice rasped. “I say it’s infection.”Devrin didn’t turn. “You’re late.”The figure emerged—a tall male wolf with silver scars across his jaw, wearing no sigil, no rank, and no scent.He had burned that away long ago.Cassian Vire.Once Beta of the First Flame.Now, the Assembly’s quiet fang.“I’m always where I’m meant to be,” Cassian said.---They stood in silence for a moment, listening to the wind shift through the ancient vents carved into the Assembly dome.“Two flamebearers,” Devrin finally said. “Do you know what that means?”Cassian’s lips curled. “That you’re all cowards for letting them walk out alive.”“They rewrote the prophecy.”“

The war table in Hollowdeep’s inner chamber glowed with shifting flame.Kaela stood at its head, the fire reflecting in her eyes like twin suns. Racheal was beside her, arms crossed, the tip of her blade tapping against her boot.Around them, their most trusted wolves gathered: Kade, Alec, Mira—bandaged but alert—and three leaders of the Sanctuaries now pledged to the twins’ cause.No one spoke for a moment.Then Kaela broke the silence.> “We strike first.”---The room didn’t erupt—but it shifted.The quiet gasp of unity.Mira stepped forward. “Where?”Kaela raised a hand.Flames danced across the table’s surface, revealing a hidden outpost tucked into the eastern highlands, near the base of the old Ironridge cliffs.It pulsed red on the map.“Ash Hollow,” she said. “Cassian’s fallback stronghold. Old world, underground, no moonlight. It’s where he trains his operatives.”Racheal added, “And it's where he’ll retreat once he realizes we’ve sealed our borders. He won’t go back to the