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SorenTwo months.It had been two long months since I last rode her.My dragon...NyxMy other half.The part of me I kept locked away so tightly that sometimes even I forgot she existed.And now, here I was, standing at the foot of the mountain, breathing hard, watching the sky slowly turn bright.I had left Kahlan asleep on the bed, her arm thrown over my waist, completely unaware I was slipping out before sunrise.' If she was pissed at you before, she’s going to hate you now, Soren.'My wolf wasn’t wrong.He rarely was.But I didn’t answer him.I didn’t have the energy to argue with the part of me that never shut up.Instead, I stared at the path ahead, the one that led straight into trouble, danger, and the one thing I’d avoided my whole life:My dragon.I closed my eyes and reached inside the place I never opened, the place I kept sealed like a locked door covered in warning signs.It took effort.My chest tightened.My breath caught.My fingers curled into fists.Then I pushed.

Soren's pov The search failed.That was the first thing sitting in my chest when I walked back through the doors.Failed.No trail. No signal. No blood mark. No trace of Derek anywhere we searched. Just silence and dead ends. Every path we followed led nowhere. Every hope I built collapsed just as fast.I didn’t remember most of the walk back to the house.My body moved on instinct while my mind stayed stuck on one thought.I failed her. I pushed the door open and stepped inside, exhausted down to my bones. My clothes were dirty, torn in places, soaked with sweat and ash. My head was pounding. My wolf was quiet, unusually quiet, like even he didn’t know what to say.I barely registered anything at first.Not the candles.Not the warm light.Not her sitting there.Kahlan was talking. I knew she was, because her lips were moving and her voice reached my ears, but none of it made sense. The words passed through me without landing.All I could think about was Derek.About how close w

CHAPTER 102 — SorenSomething felt wrong the moment she walked in.I didn’t know her. I was sure of that. I would remember a face like hers. Yet my chest tightened anyway, like my body recognized something my mind didn’t.She stood at the front of the training hall, calm and composed, hands clasped behind her back. No dragon followed her. No bond mark glowed faintly on her skin. Nothing that screamed rider.Neither did she smell like a wolf or even a vampire.That meant she was probably a witch but why did my gut refuse to believe that.And yet, the air shifted around her.I felt it immediately.My wolf stirred, restless, uneasy. He wasn't being aggressive or even afraid. He was just more… alert than usual.That alone unsettled me.I’d felt powerful auras before. I'd felt from the elders, council members, veteran riders... Hell even my fucking father.But this was different. Hers wasn’t loud. It didn’t press down on you immediately. It crept under your skin quietly, like it was

Soren.Freya and Dylan kissing was something I couldn't still get used to even after five months."Hey Freya, where did Kahlan tell you she's headed to?" I asked her the moment their lips... Disconnected from each other.She turned to me, a look of confusion on her face."Isn't she with you?" She asked.My heart skipped a beat.She was out of bed by the time I woke up and I had just assumed she was with Freya."No she isn't." I was moving fast now, my heart racing for some reason._Where could she have gone to?_ my wolf asked, but even I didn't know the answer to that. Socks, shoes, and two minutes later I was out the door.The academy grounds stretched wide in front of me, students scattered across the paths, training fields, and courtyards. Everything looked the same.My chest felt tight as I scanned every direction of where she might be. “Kahlan,” I muttered under my breath.My wolf stirred, uneasy.She’s not here.I moved faster, ignoring the curious looks thrown my way. I chec

Ava's POV The door clicked shut behind Kahlan, and I remained seated, my hands folded tightly in my lap. The room was heavy, still buzzing with the aftermath of what had just happened. I could feel it in my bones—the fear, the anger, the power that radiated off her in waves. It had left its mark. The air felt different, charged, like it was waiting for something, or someone, to act. I swallowed hard and tried to steady my racing heart while maintaining my calm demeanor.Easton began giving orders immediately. His voice was calm, but sharp, every word slicing through the tension like a blade.“Double the guards around the academy,” he said, moving around the table. “Every exit, every wall, every corner. No one leaves without authorization. Reinforce the wards. Every barrier, every spell, make them stronger.”Even with all the precautions, I was sure everyone felt it—an invisible weight pressing against the walls of the academy, something raw and dangerous growing stronger every se