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“I don’t just smell him, I smell his blood and fear as well,” Zaram snarled “He failed!”The forest was bleeding secrets, and I was following one of them.Heralds scent clung to the air surrounding my nose like rotten fish. sharp, iron-like, laced with fear and failure. It wasn’t difficult to trail. His blood had marked the earth. And each droplet dragged me closer to where he was, he laid there sprawled among the twisted roots of an old tree, his limbs trembling, his skin pale as the dullest shade of silver dress I had in my closet.I stopped a few paces from him and tilted my head, unimpressed as well as annoyed. “Herald.”His eyes fluttered open, and blood stained his teeth. “You…”“Yes, me.” I crouched beside him, and slowly brushed his sweat matted hair back with a sickly sweet smile. “What happened, my little puppy? Couldn’t finish the game?”He coughed violently, and a trail of blood escaped the corner of his lips. “You… You tricked me,” he croaked. “You knew… she wasn’t you

I had seen wars.I had seen kingdoms burn.I had seen blood, lots of it.I had seen villages being razed to the ground.But nothing.. nothing in this whole lore could had prepared me to the sound of my voice screaming as Kira and Mira drew their final breath.“..no…” My voice cracked as I stumbled forward, hands shaking, heart pounding in my ears. But the moment hung frozen in time.Dante was kneeling beside Kira, blood soaking into his clothes, his arms wrapped around her lifeless body as if he could will her heart to beat again.And Asher? he fell to his knees like the world had been ripped from beneath him, one hand clutching his chest while the other reached helplessly toward the ground.“No… KIRA!” he screamed, the sound so raw it tore into the very marrow of my bones.Diane, howled in my head.. her cries piercing, unrelenting. “Odessa!! She’s gone! They’re gone.. WE LOST OUR GIRLS!”“Odessa our girls.. NO!”I collapsed beside a tree, gripping the bark to keep from falling to th

“You’re mine… I love you Mine,”The voice was deep. Warm. Possessive.It echoed in the farthest part of my mind like a sacred vow that was being whispered across lifetimes and for some odd reason it didn’t seem to scare me.. well not exactly. But it did something far more dangerous.It called to me.It felt so familiar.It felt like a soft melody in my head that made me feel giddy and safe all at once.Mine. He called meMine.. he called again.And even though I had no face, and no memory to place it, that voice wrapped around my heart like vines of fate.And then all of a sudden… it was gone.I woke up with a sharp inhale, as if I was being pulled out from underwater. Sunlight filtered through an arched window above me, and it casted golden rays across the chamber’s stone walls. The sweet scent of burning herbs and sugar cane syrup lingered fresh in the air.I tried to move a bit but my body ached.Especially my back.. an ugly, stinging pain that felt both old and new.But I was a

The wind slowly whispered prayers from the temple walls as we swiftly mounted our horses, but no blessing could reach a man like me. Not anymore… Not after everything that I had done to an innocent woman.I guess a life for a life.I took hers now the lore was on the verge of taking mine as well.The hoofbeats of our horses echoed like distant war drums across the winding forest trail that led from the Temple of the moon to the heart of Blackthorn. The scent of damp earth, crushed leaves, and distant storm clouds clung to the air.Odessa rode beside me, draped in expensive silk and silence, her back was straight, her chin held high. The silver crest of her Luna crown glinted beneath the rising sun, but her face remained unreadable.. as always. Beautiful, composed, untouchable. Even in the face of such kind of heavy calamity.But I saw right through her facade, I always had. The tight grip on her reins. The way her eyes flicked now and again to the direction of the outer kingdom gate.

It had been four days since we arrived in this strange place and Kira had grown oddly weak even though she barely showed it.She had fallen asleep again and she was leaning against me now, her head resting on my shoulder like it belonged there.And maybe it did.Or maybe I was just a fool who wanted to believe it did.I didn’t move. I just sat there, my heart pounding like a war drum, trying to ignore the soft weight of her breath against my throat and the scent of her… lavender.She didn’t remember.Not Mira.Not Dante.Not even Athena, her lycan... Her other half.She’d opened her eyes in this strange place, and she’d whispered only one name. Mine.“Alpha Asher…”My heart had nearly burst at the sound.But now?Now I sat in silence, guilt tearing at my insides while Ragnar raged within me.“This is unnatural,” he growled again, louder this time as if this wasn’t the umpteenth time we were having this conversation. “You know it. I know it. And yet you sit here like some lovesick pup