Mia’s POV “Run.” Kael’s voice came from his lips. But it wasn’t Kael. The black veins of light continued spreading across his wrist. They crawled toward his arm, disappearing beneath his sleeve. I refused to move. “No.” Kael’s eyes flickered. Black. Blue. Black. “Mia…” His voice sounded strained. “Get away from me.” I stepped closer. “No.” “Mia, please.” “I said no.” The darkness inside him laughed. “You never listen.” I froze. That wasn’t Kael. The voice was deeper. Older. It didn’t belong to any wolf I had ever heard. The Guardian raised his sword. “Step away from him.” I looked at him. “If I do, what happens?” The Guardian’s jaw tightened. “He becomes the vessel.” “And if I stay?” “You become the anchor.” I stared at Kael. “What does that mean?” The Keeper answered. “The Crown has bonded your bloodlines.” She looked terrified. “If the First Darkness takes control of him, it can use that bond to reach yo
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