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I frowned, turning my head on instinct. And then I saw lights emerging between the trunks, fast, flickering, and men breaking through the darkness, forcing their way forward.“STOP!” The shout came out ragged, and before I could even process it, another gunshot exploded.My body reacted before my mind, flinching, my fingers locking around the reins as something sliced through the air beside me and buried itself in the trunk ahead, ripping splinters of wood free.The horse startled, swerving sharply to the side. My body lurched with it, my foot nearly slipping from the stirrup. I clung on tightly, pulling myself back into the saddle, my fingers sinking into its mane.Another shot.Closer this time, and I felt the air shift beside my face, fast, violent. “Shit…”I pressed my legs against the horse’s sides, urging it forward. It answered with more speed, its muscles tightening beneath me as it surged between the trees with long strides. The path was narrow, littered with exposed roots an

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The cold was the first thing I felt when I came to, seeping through my soaked skin and settling deep into my muscles like a weight that made even breathing difficult.I opened my eyes slowly, still not understanding where I was, staring at the dull sky stretched between the towering branches. The sound of rushing water reached me, muffled and constant.When I tried to move, my body resisted, every part of it protesting in a different way, as though it had been carelessly stitched back together.I rolled onto my side with effort, bracing myself on my elbow against the damp ground. Cold mud clung to my skin and clothes, dragging every movement down. It was only when I managed to push myself up a little farther that I saw him. The horse lay a few yards away, stretched out on its side, motionless in the unmistakable stillness that left no room for doubt.He was dead.His hind leg remained twisted, locked at an angle that did not belong to a living body

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There was no immediate answer, only the muffled sounds coming from inside—footsteps, something being dragged across the floor, a distant voice. Then the lock shifted, and the door opened just enough to reveal part of a wary face, one eye studying me from head to toe.“A delivery?”I gave a slight shake of my head. “No.”The door opened wide enough for her to get a proper look at me. She was a tall woman with broad shoulders, filling almost the entire doorway, her arms crossed as though she were used to turning away people who did not belong there.“Looking for work, girl?” she asked, making no effort to soften her tone.“Yes. I was told to ask for Nora.”She watched me for another moment, her gaze drifting over my hood and the cloak that was still partially soaked, as though weighing my answer against what she saw. Then she uncrossed her arms and stepped aside, making room.“

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I remained silent for a moment, feeling the rough fabric against my sensitive skin.“Then I can’t stay here for long.”She answered with a nod.A thin cry echoed through the house, uneven, persistent enough to cut through the silence between one breath and the next. I frowned and turned toward the sound, trying to figure out where it was coming from.Nora was already walking away before I could even ask, as though she knew I would hear it.“There’s a lot you don’t know about me. Come.”I followed her down the narrow hallway, the floorboards creaking beneath our steps until it opened into a larger room. The living room was simple but carefully kept—wooden furniture, only a few belongings, a rug covering the floor. Light streamed in through a wide window at the back, illuminating the rocking chair placed beside it.My eyes went straight to it.Sitting in the rocking chair was a woma

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She never looked away.Her eyes were too wide, following me until the very end, as though she expected to see something happen right there in front of her. I found myself wondering what was going through her mind at that moment. Whether there was regret. Whether there was hope. Whether, for even a single second, she believed it would actually work.I lowered my arm slowly and let the empty glass fall beside the bed.Then I stood.Melany released the breath she had been holding, her shoulders relaxing just slightly, as though her body had reacted before she could stop it.There was no turning back.For either of us.“It’s a good thing you came,” I said, keeping my voice steady, as though nothing had shifted out of place.I had already let her go too far to turn back now. I couldn’t allow her to realize that a few drops of poison would never be enough to bring me down.She didn’t know.

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“What?”I held the glass out toward him, and before his fingers even touched it, the scent reached him. Romeo turned his head to the side, taking a small step back in discomfort.“I’m not surprised she tried to poison you,” he said, taking the glass. “I’m surprised you actually drank it.”I shrugged.“I wanted to see how far she'd go,” I replied, wiping my nose again, cleaning away the last of the dried blood.“And, fuck... she went pretty damn far.”He let out a short breath through his nose, sounding more irritated than surprised, then handed the glass to the guard beside him, who accepted it carefully.“How long ago?” Romeo asked.“About ten minutes.”“She doesn't know the routes well enough to get out unseen.”“She knows them well enough not to get caught easily,” I corrected, stepping down t

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I watched them for a second, then shook my head, turning my attention back to Romeo.“I don't have time for this.”He shrugged, as though he had expected that answer.“Someone has to remember to feed the demon.”There was no mockery in his voice.Just a statement of fact.A moment later, he turned and walked out of the room without waiting for an answer, closing the door behind him.Silence settled over the room again.I felt the red smoke creep into the edges of my vision, crawling across my sight until everything was stained with a warm, pulsing crimson.It wasn't real.It never was.But it burned as though it were.Sorvane slipped into my mind without asking.His long, pointed fingers slid through my thoughts, scratching slowly, opening cracks where nothing should have existed.“I can hear their hearts beating.”The whisper came thick and sl

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Melany's POV — One Week LaterI woke with the sun shining directly onto my face, far too warm for that hour, pouring through the curtainless window without anything to soften the light. I turned my head on instinct, squeezing my eyes shut for a second before they adjusted, still caught somewhere between sleep and wakefulness.For a moment, I waited.I waited to hear the familiar sound of fabric being drawn, the curtains sliding open, Rose's quiet voice complaining about how lazy I was. The silence that came instead was sad, and it made me open my eyes completely.I ran a hand over my face, brushing away the last traces of sleep, then slowly sat up in bed, feeling the cold floor beneath my feet as they touched the wood.I stood without hurrying and crossed the short hallway to the room next door. The door was half-open, as always. I nudged it with my fingertips, just enough to peek inside before entering.Merliah was st

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I lightly ran my hand over her arm, more to complete the gesture than expecting any response. "It's temporary, I know. And Nora probably wants me out of here as soon as possible…" I looked around, letting my gaze travel across the space before returning to her. "But I like being here. I feel good with you and the babies."Nora appeared in the doorway, her silhouette outlined by the dimmer light from inside, and watched us for a few seconds, her eyes going straight to Merliah before anything else. It was always like that—as if she needed to confirm, as soon as she woke up, that her daughter was still there.I raised my hand to get her attention. "We're taking a walk."She held my gaze for another moment, silently assessing the situation, before giving a slight nod. She didn't say anything. She simply turned back inside and closed the door behind her. Nora wasn't the friendliest person in the world. She didn't try to be. But she was the one keeping me here, the one putting money in my h

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"You ran." His voice was low and controlled, spoken only for the two of us to hear. It carried a deep, raspy edge, with a roughness that made every hair on my arms stand on end, even beneath my coat.I tightened my fingers around the wheelchair handle. "I..." I stopped. There wasn't an answer that wouldn't make things worse.The baby in Nora's arms started crying in earnest.Ravok didn't look.Not even for a second.He just kept looking at me.And took another step.The door opened again, and the impact of the wood slamming against the wall made my body react with a small shudder. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Romeo walk in and stop just beyond the threshold, his shoulders tense, his gaze going straight to Ravok before anything else."Take her to the car, Romeo." Ravok's order came without raising his voice."I'm not going." My response came too quickly, before I could measure what I was saying. I felt my throat tig

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