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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

KAIA I wrench myself around despite Vincent's protective stance, and my heart stops.An arrow protrudes from Vincent's shoulder. Blood blooms dark and fast across his black Henley.An arrow. Someone shot him with an arrow.The smell hits me a second later—unwashed fur, the metallic tang of desperation, and something chemical and wrong that makes my wolf recoil. Rogue wolves. But rogues don't use weapons. They rely on tooth and claw, on overwhelming numbers and savage fury.Could these be the ones who took Mom?Movement in the trees. The rogue's r

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

KAIAI drop to my knees beside him, my hands hovering over his body, shaking. Blood. There's so much blood matting his dark fur. Three silver arrows stick out of him.He's not moving."Vincent?" My voice comes out small, terrified. I reach for him, then pull back, not knowing where to touch without hurting him. "Vincent, please."Nothing. No response. No movement.My breath comes in short, panicked gasps. What do I do? What am I supposed to do?I press my ear to his chest, desperate to hear something—anything. His fur is warm against my cheek, but I can't hear past the blood rushing in my own ears.Breathe. I need to breathe.

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

KAIADawn light filters through the narrow cave entrance, painting everything in shades of gray and gold. I blink awake, disoriented for a moment before yesterday crashes back—the rogue attack, Vincent taking three silver arrows meant for me, my tears somehow healing his wounds.I'm curled up next to him, my head on his shoulder, and I don't even remember falling asleep.I sit up quickly, my heart hammering. Vincent is still asleep, his chest rising and falling in steady breaths. But when I press my hand to his forehead, my stomach drops.He's burning up. "No, no, no." I lean closer, checking the wounds visible above the collar of his borrowed shirt. Dark veins spider out beneath the skin around each puncture site—the silver pois

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

KAIAAn hour into our trek through the increasingly remote forest roads, my arms are screaming from supporting Vincent's weight. He's doing better than he was in the cave—the fever has broken, leaving him pale but more lucid, but he's still weak, still healing from the silver poisoning that spider-webbed through his system."We can rest," I say for the third time, glancing at his face. Sweat beads along his hairline despite the cool mountain air."I'm fine," he says, and I bite back the urge to snap at him.Lewis leads the way, checking his phone periodically to confirm the coordinates. Talia scouts ahead, her movements graceful and sure, even on the uneven terrain. Every few minutes, she doubles back to report: nothing yet, still clear, almost there.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

KAIAThe sensation is like plunging into ice-cold water, except I can still breathe. Everything goes dark for a heartbeat, then—Light explodes around us, so bright I have to squeeze my eyes shut. When I open them again, the monastery is gone.We're standing in a massive stone corridor. Gothic arches soar overhead, carved with intricate patterns that seem to move when I'm not looking directly at them. Torches burn in iron sconces along the walls, but the flames cast no smoke. The light they produce is wrong—too white, too pure, like moonlight concentrated into fire."Holy shit," Talia breathes.The architecture is impossible. Stairs lead in directions that shouldn't exist. Doorways open onto views of star-filled sky, even though we sho

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

KAIAMom collapses the moment we're through, her legs giving out. I catch her, lowering us both to the dusty floor. Her weight is almost nothing in my arms—she's lost so much weight, her frame fragile under the torn hospital gown.Vincent sinks down beside us with a pained grunt, finally admitting his limitations."You okay?" I ask him, even though the answer is obvious."Better than I would've been if you hadn't fought like that." His eyes meet mine, and there's something new in them. Something that makes my stomach flip. "Where did you learn to fight like that?""I don't know." And it's true. Those moves, that speed—I've never fought like that before in my life. "It just... happened."Lew

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

KAIAThe Moonfang pack house medical facility smells like antiseptic and cedar. I pace the hallway outside the treatment rooms, my borrowed clothes still dirty from the monastery, my mind still reeling from everything that happened.Vincent is in one room. Mom is in another.Talia appears at my side, pressing a cup of coffee into my hands. "The doctor says Vincent's stable. Silver is working out of his system. He's going to be fine."I nod, but the relief I should feel gets lost somewhere in the chaos of my thoughts. Vincent is my mate. He's known this whole time. And I—"Hey." Talia squeezes my arm. "You okay?""No," I admit. "But I will be."She stu

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

VINCENTI don't wait long. Can't.The moment the doctor finishes checking my vitals and unhooks the IV for the night, I'm out the door. My body protests, but none of that matters right now.I find her in the hallway outside Rosa's room. Her back is to me, but I'd recognize her anywhere. The curve of her shoulders. The way she holds herself when she's trying to be strong."Kaia."She releases a sigh that seems to come from somewhere deep. Doesn't turn around.I take a step closer. "I know you're pissed. I get it. But I need you to see this from my perspective. When your wolf didn't recognize me, I thought—"She bursts into tears.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

KAIAI hit the ground hard for the third time in twenty minutes, dirt scraping against my palms. My wolf snarls in frustration, but I can barely hear her over my own internal screaming.It’s been three weeks since we escaped the Fae realm with Mom. Three weeks of waiting for Edvard to retaliate, to come after her, to do something—but all we’ve gotten is silence.And training that's going absolutely nowhere."Again," Mom says from where she stands a few feet away, her arms crossed. She doesn't look winded at all, which only makes this worse.I push myself up, ignoring how my muscles shake. "I don't understand what I'm doing wrong."

CHAPTER FORTY

Vincent stands behind his massive desk, his chest heaving, his hands clenched into fists. Papers are scattered across the floor where he must have swept them off in rage. A book lies spine-up against the far wall.Another voice responds—his Beta, Alfred, on speakerphone. "Alpha, the council has made their position clear. They won't recognize an omega as Luna. The pack won't accept—""Then the pack can go to hell!" Vincent's roar shakes the room."Vincent!" I call out.He whips around, and for a split second, I see pure fury in his dark eyes. Then recognition hits, and horror replaces it."Kaia." He's across the room in seconds, his hands coming up to cup my face, checking me over frantically. "You shouldn't be her

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