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Chapter 1

As I stumbled down the path toward the dining hall, the morning air bit through my thin dress and settled cold against my skin. Gravel shifted beneath my shoes, every uneven stone mapped in my memory after years of walking this route half by instinct and half by stubbornness. Around me, pack members lowered their voices into the kind of hush meant to be heard.“There is the blind girl again.”“How embarrassing. She still hasn’t gotten her wolf.”“How can a wolf be blind?”“Such a joke.”“Alpha should have killed her the moment she turned sixteen.”“No wolf and blind too. She’s a drain on the pack.”“Watch this,” a young male voice muttered, close enough that I could hear the smug grin in it. Footsteps pounded over the packed earth. “Morning, Sila.” Wind sliced across my cheek as he swung. I let the basket slip from my hands and dropped with it, my fingers closing around the handle as his fist cut through empty air above me. He stumbled over his own force, cursed, and hit the ground ha

Chapter 2

Heat crawled up my throat and locked there, turning every breath shallow. For one wild second, I forgot how to move, forgot how to think, forgot that Beth Lancaster thrived on watching other people crack. All I could hear was the rush of blood in my ears and the echo of Luna Lea’s words. The crescent moon necklace. Ty’s necklace. Mine.“I—I don’t know what you mean,” Beth said, but the tremor in her voice was tiny, almost elegant, as if she had practised sounding offended in a mirror. Her perfume flooded the room, too sweet, too sharp, the same scent she wore whenever she wanted everyone to notice her before she even spoke.I didn’t need eyes to know that necklace. I had traced every curve of it with my fingertips the night Ty pressed it into my palm beneath the old cedar tree. The silver crescent had one tiny chip along the left edge where he had dropped it as a child and cried for an hour because he thought he had ruined something precious. “Now it matches me,” he had said when I fo

Chapter 3

The room stopped breathing.I had imagined Ty’s return so many times over the last two years that I had stopped trusting my own memories of him. In some versions, he came back gentle and unchanged, his laugh warm, his hands familiar, his promise still intact. In others, he returned colder, harder, shaped by Alpha training into someone I would no longer recognise except by voice alone. None of those imagined reunions came close to this.Power rolled off him in waves that pressed against my skin and settled into my bones. It was Ty, and it was not. The boy who used to race me through the creek beds barefoot and breathless had become something bigger, sharper, more dangerous. But beneath all of that—beneath the command in his voice and the force of his presence—there was something else. Something that reached for me with unmistakable, terrifying certainty. Mine, it seemed to say. Mine.“Mate,” Neeka breathed, suddenly alert, suddenly reverent, as if the word itself carried ancient weight

Chapter 4

Everything after that happened at once.Alpha Cameron barked orders. Chairs scraped back. Someone ran for the guards. Luna Lea cursed Marian Lancaster so vividly that under any other circumstance, I might have laughed. But all I could hear was the pounding of my own heart and Neeka’s furious breathing inside my head.“It’s her,” Neeka snarled. “I know her scent now. Smoke can’t hide it. Fear can’t hide it. That woman touched us that night.”My stomach turned so violently I had to brace a hand against the desk. For two years I had lived beside my own ruin without a name to give it. Pain had a hundred shapes—cold, hunger, humiliation, darkness—but now it had one face. Marian Lancaster. Beth’s mother. The woman who had fed me scraps, who had spoken to me in honeyed lies, who had tucked blankets around my shoulders in front of witnesses and then taken them away when no one watched. The woman who had blinded me.“Lock Beth down,” Ty said, already moving. His voice carried the kind of comma

Chapter 5

The world inside me split cleanly in two.For one terrible heartbeat, I heard nothing but the roar of blood in my ears. The forest disappeared. The smoke disappeared. Even Ty’s hand on mine disappeared beneath the violent rush of memory and grief and disbelief. My father. Ty. Kill. The words did not fit together. They struck against each other in my mind like flint, throwing sparks into places already drenched in old pain.My knees nearly gave way. Ty’s grip tightened, catching me before the ground could. That should have steadied me. Instead, it broke something open. The same hands that had once tucked flowers into my braid, that had guided me across creek stones, that had fastened my necklace with trembling fingers, were now wrapped around the possibility of the one wound I had never survived. I tore my hand from his as the contact burned.Marian heard it—the tiny sound of separation, the fracture she had wanted—and laughed softly through the trees. “There it is,” she crooned. “Trut

Chapter 6

The forest seemed to recoil from the words.For one suspended second, even my grief forgot how to breathe. The next true Luna. The words crashed through everything else—through my father’s betrayal, through Ty’s confession, through the cold, unbearable fact that Marian Lancaster was still out there in the dark smiling at the ruins of my life. Then disbelief came roaring in after it, fierce and immediate. “No,” I said. My voice came out hoarse, shaking, but it carried. “No.”Marian laughed softly, as though I had confirmed something delightful. “Denial is such a human response. But your wolf already knows, doesn’t she? That is why she woke when she did. That is why blindness did not break you. That is why the bond snapped into place the second your little Alpha crossed the border.”“I will kill her,” Neeka said with terrifying calm. Then, lower, unwillingly, “She is not entirely lying.”The admission hit me like another blow. “Neeka.” It was barely a whisper, part plea, part accusation

Chapter 7

Something in me went still.Not the stunned stillness of shock. Not the frozen silence of fear. This was worse. This was the moment after impact, when pain had not yet found its final shape and my body, perhaps mercifully, refused to feel all of it at once. My mother alive. My mother the one who bound my sight. My mother turned from memory into weapon in a single breath.I turned toward Ty so sharply my shoulder flared from the fall. “You knew.” The words came out thin at first, then sharpened. “You knew something about her, and you said nothing.”He did not insult me with denial. “Not all of it,” he said quietly. “But enough.”A sound left me that was dangerously close to a sob and a laugh at once. “Enough?” I repeated. The word cracked in the middle. “That is what you call this? My father dead because of secrets. My sight gone because of secrets. My entire life built on secrets, and you stood beside me while another one bled out in front of me and decided I could survive it later?”

Chapter 8

The night broke open around us.Howls tore across the ridge, too many and too close, their sound bouncing hard off the stone beneath our feet. Boots pounded from the left, the right, the path ahead. Not rogues moving in chaos. These were trained steps, disciplined and fast. Whoever had come for me tonight had not stumbled across our trail by accident. They had been hunting.The voice in my mind lingered for one terrible second more, faint as a breath against old glass. Little moon. The name struck somewhere so deep it hurt. My mother. Or someone who knew exactly how to sound like her. I had no time to decide which possibility would destroy me more.Ty shifted his stance beside me, close enough that our shoulders nearly brushed. I could hear the controlled drag of his breathing, the deadly stillness he went into before violence. He did not tell me to hide. He did not order me back. He only said, low and urgent, “Stay connected to Neeka. I’ll take your blind side.”Something sharp and p

Chapter 9

The scream did not end. It lodged under my skin and kept tearing.I doubled over so hard my hands nearly hit the stone. The pain was not mine, and yet my body took it like it had been carved into my own bones. Every breath came ragged. Every heartbeat felt wrong, split between my chest and somewhere beyond the northern falls where a woman I had never stopped needing was hurting badly enough to bleed through blood and prophecy and distance.“Sila.” Ty caught my shoulders before my knees gave out. Around us, the battle was collapsing into the aftermath of violence—groans, snarls, shouted orders, the scrape of bodies being pinned to the ground. Alpha Cameron was demanding prisoners. Luna Lea was asking if I was hurt. None of it reached me properly. The scream inside me drowned everything else.“We have to go now,” I said. The words came out shredded, but they carried. “Not in an hour. Not when the ridge is secure. Now.”“It could be a trap,” Alpha Cameron said. His voice was close now, i

Chapter 10

Everything in me strained toward her anyway.My mother was there. I could feel her through stone, through water, through blood and old magic and every lie that had ever stood between us. The word seal should have frightened me more than it did. It should have slowed me down, made me cautious, made me sensible. Instead, it only sharpened the agony of being kept from her one more time.Ty’s hand locked around my arm, not hard enough to hurt but firm enough to tell me the danger was real. Around us the chamber groaned. Chains dragged somewhere ahead with a sound that seemed to come from inside my own ribs. The hum beneath the stone deepened until I could feel it in my teeth. Whatever held my mother was not a prison built by ordinary hands. It was a living boundary, and my movement had disturbed it.“Then explain it,” I snapped, turning toward Ty even as the chamber shook around us. “For once in your life, explain it before something else breaks.”The guardian’s voice answered before Ty c

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