Semua Bab REJECTED BY MY FATED MATE… CLAIMED BY HIS DEVIL FATHER: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Ava woke into her own throne room without quite arriving in it.Her hands, when she raised them, held a faint, silvery translucence, the marble floor visible in patches through her own fingers. Sound reached her strangely, muffled and doubled, as though she stood a room away from herself even while standing exactly where she meant to be. She tried to breathe and found the motion unnecessary, her chest rising out of habit rather than need.This is what a promise costs, the First Voice murmured, distant now, weaker than it had been. A tether stretched thin enough to let you cross, but not thick enough to make you whole.The scene before her matched the vision exactly, smoke curling along the ceiling, Capital guards fallen and still across the marble, an unfamiliar army pressing forward in a slow, merciless tide, their armor shifting between shadow and a hard, near-solid gleam with every step.Kael fought at the center of it, blades in both hands, blood slicking his grip, exhaustion writ

Chapter Thirty-Three: What Remains Behind"How did you even follow me through," Ava asked later, once the adrenaline had finally loosened its grip enough to let her think straight.They sat together in the Royal Wing, Kael's ribs freshly bound, Ava wrapped in a blanket she didn't quite need but hadn't refused either."I threatened the Reckoning until it opened the door out of pure spite," Draven said. "It seemed to find the idea of a King chasing his Anchor more entertaining than any price it could have named me. I don't think it did me a kindness. I think it simply preferred watching the story unfold.""That should worry us," Kael said. "Things that find us entertaining rarely stay harmless for long."The Capital's physicians confirmed what all three of them already suspected. Ava's body had returned whole, but a part of her felt thinner than before, stretched, as though a portion of her had genuinely stayed behind in that fractured world rather than simply being spent."The First Vo

The child-shaped figure settled onto the sand without hurry, folding its small hands neatly in its lap, entirely unbothered by the tension still radiating off the three wolves surrounding it."You misunderstand me," it said. "I did not come to hurt you. I came because I could not help coming. That is the entire truth of what I am.""Explain," Draven said, arms still braced protectively around Ava."When a whole is divided," the figure said, "every piece remembers the shape it used to belong to. It does not matter whether the piece wants to return. The pull exists regardless, patient and constant, the way water always remembers the shape of the ocean it came from." Its ancient eyes settled on Ava with a look almost like sympathy. "I am not your enemy, little Anchor. I am simply what happens when a piece of the old power finds itself near enough to feel what it's missing.""So the pull wasn't malice," Ava said slowly. "It's just... physics. Gravity, for a power that isn't supposed to be

They rode east for four days before the mountains in the letter's illustration finally broke the horizon, three jagged peaks rising out of mist that never seemed to fully burn off no matter how high the sun climbed."That's not on any map I've ever studied," Kael said, reining his horse to a stop at the tree line."It wasn't meant to be found," Draven said. "Only summoned to."Ava's silver mark pulsed steadily brighter the closer they rode, warm rather than painful, guiding rather than dragging, an entirely different sensation than every pull she'd felt from the Devouring, the Reckoning, or Aurelian combined."It knows we're close," she said. "It's been counting the distance the whole way here."The path up the central peak revealed itself only once they'd committed fully to the climb, stone steps carved directly into the mountainside, ancient and precise, clearly built by hands that had known exactly where this journey was always meant to end.At the summit, a modest stone archway st

Vessa traveled with them this time, a decision Draven accepted only after a long, wary silence."I've spent enough of my existence hiding," Vessa said, when Kael finally asked why. "If Aurelian intends to reach her first, I would rather stand beside you than wait safely behind another threshold wondering how it ended."The western coastline took two days to reach, jagged cliffs giving way to a stretch of black sand beach unlike anything on the kingdom's maps, waves lapping in a rhythm too slow and too deliberate to belong to ordinary tides."She's close," Vessa said, pausing at the cliff's edge. "I can feel her the way you feel a held breath in a quiet room."They found her in a sea cave carved into the base of the cliffs, curled small and trembling in the shallow water, her form flickering uncertainly between driftwood and the shape of a woman, as though she hadn't decided which felt safer to wear."Please," she whispered, the instant she sensed them approaching. "I don't want to fig