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Knox's POVEmber's father left without another word.Not angrily — with the specific controlled exit of a man who had come for something and had not received it and had decided that staying was not going to change that. He looked at Knox one final time at the door. The look had something in it that Knox could not fully read — not just the worry of a father, something older and more specific underneath it.Then he was gone.The car on the private road.Gone.Marcus closed the front door.He turned."Study," he said.Knox followed him.---The study at this hour had a different quality from the study at midnight. Morning light through the window, the lamp off, the file still on the desk from last night. Marcus sat behind the desk. Knox sat across from it.Marcus looked at him for a moment.Then he said, "You need to stay away from her."Knox held his gaze."The hybrid," Marcus said. "I have told you this. I am telling you again with more urgency than before because her father just drove

Knox's POVThe game was good.Not perfect — no game was perfect — but good in the specific way that mattered, the way where the work of the week translated into the right decisions at the right moments and the team moved like something that had been built rather than assembled. Knox played the way he played when everything else was set aside and there was only the ice and the objective.They won.Not closely — the margin was enough that the result was clear before the final period. Coach said something in the locker room afterward that Knox did not fully absorb because the specific narrowing of focus that competition produced was still running and the first thought that had arrived on the other side of the final buzzer was not about the score.It was about the eastern boundary.About Daniel Holt.About Ember in the grandparents' house for the third day without a proper update from Knox because the game week had required the specific compartmentalization it required.The post-game was

Knox's POVMarcus put the phone down.He looked at Knox with the expression of someone who had just received a piece of information that had reorganized the shape of everything around it."Tell me about Selena," he said.Knox held his father's gaze."From the beginning," Marcus said. "Everything you know. Not the version you gave me before — everything."Knox told him.Selena stepping through the portal. The cave and James's welcome and the specific quality of her — tall, dark, the coloring that matched Ember's in the way Knox had noticed and filed as significant. The meetings in the park and the café. The things she had told Ember about their mother, about the prophecy, about destiny and the Lycan world and what needed to happen.The device James had used in Ember's father's sitting room.The threat.The choice — join us or face us as an enemy.Marcus listened to all of it without interrupting.When Knox finished Marcus was looking at the desk with both hands flat on it and the speci

Knox's POVKnox crossed the room in two steps.He had the knife from the kitchen counter — the specific awareness of where it was had registered when he came in, the way the wolf registered the location of useful things in any space it entered. He had it in his hand and at Selena's throat before she had fully stabilized from the shift.She went still.The hand on her forearm dropped.She looked at Knox with the specific expression of someone who had been caught and had made a rapid calculation and had arrived at the conclusion that stillness was the correct response."Where is she," Knox said.Selena held his gaze."Where is Ember," Knox said."Knox," Marcus said behind him. The warning quality."Where is she," Knox said again. The knife was steady. His hand was steady. Everything in him was steady in the specific way things went steady when the thing that mattered most had been threatened and the person responsible for the threat was within reach.Selena held his gaze."If I tell you

Knox's POVMarcus held the council member's gaze."What do you want?" he said.The council member looked at him for a moment.Then he said, "To resolve the hybrid situation.""That is not an answer," Marcus said."It is the only answer I have for you," the council member said. "The hybrid represents a specific risk to the structure of this world. The prophecy she is tied to — the unity it promises, the bridge between the wolf world and the human world — that is not something this council is prepared to allow.""You do not get to decide what the prophecy allows," Knox said.The council member looked at him."The prophecy has been in the council records for two hundred years," he said. "We have been its custodians for two hundred years. We decide what it means and what it requires." He held Knox's gaze. "And what it requires is management.""Management," Knox said."The hybrid cannot be permitted to fulfill the prophecy on her own terms," the council member said. "The consequence of tha