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The blade disappeared into Cassian’s side.For one terrible second, the entire fortress went silent.Then blood bloomed across his black coat.“CASSIAN!”I caught him before his knees struck the floor. His weight crashed against me, and the silver bond between us flared with such violent pain that my vision blurred.Through the bond, I felt it all.The sharp agony of steel tearing through flesh. The cold shock of betrayal. The furious determination to remain standing even as his body began to weaken.And beneath everything else, his fear.Not for himself.For me.“Stay back,” Cassian rasped, trying to push me behind him even while blood seeped between his fingers. “Seraphine, get away from him.”I pressed my hand against his wound.Silver fire ignited beneath my palm.“Stop trying to protect me while you’re bleeding to death!”His mouth twitched as if he wanted to smile.Then he groaned.Across the hall, Alpha Viktor Raine stood frozen with his hand still wrapped around the dagger. Bl

“Say that again, and I will tear your heart out.”My voice echoed through the ruined fortress.The Shadow King didn’t flinch.His black eyes remained fixed on Cassian, who lay motionless in my arms. The dark veins spreading across his chest had reached his throat, and his heartbeat was growing weaker with every passing second.The man I loved was dying.And the creature who had once threatened to claim my blood was telling me he intended to finish the job himself.“You have until sunrise,” the Shadow King said. “If the First King completes his claim, Cassian will become the vessel for a power neither you nor I can control.”“Then help me save him.”“I am trying to.”“No. You’re preparing to kill him and calling it mercy.”For the first time, something resembling pain crossed the Shadow King’s face.“You think I want this?”“I don’t care what you want. I care what you do.”I pressed my palm against Cassian’s chest. Silver light spilled from my fingers, but the black veins swallowed it

“Seraphine, don’t trust the boy.”Cassian’s voice came from the darkness behind the First King.I stopped breathing.For one impossible moment, I forgot the army outside the Gate, the broken crown above the throne, and the chains wrapped around my son.All I could hear was my husband’s voice.My Cassian.The man who had promised to bring Elias home.The man whose heartbeat had been fading beneath my hands only minutes earlier.I turned toward the sound.“Cassian?”A figure stepped out of the shadows.He wore Cassian’s face, his black coat, and the silver crown that marked his royal bloodline. Even the wound in his side was there, dark blood staining the fabric.But something was wrong.His eyes were too bright.And his shadow moved in the opposite direction.The figure smiled.“Did you miss me, my queen?”I didn’t move.The bond between us remained silent.“You’re not Cassian.”His smile widened.“Excellent. You’re learning.”The figure dissolved into black smoke.The First King laugh

“Seraphine, when I wake up, you must kill me.”The words echoed through my mind.Cassian lay in my arms, his eyes open but strangely unfocused. Blood soaked his shirt, spreading across my hands and staining the silver embroidery on my wedding dress. His chest rose with shallow, uneven breaths. Beneath my palm, his heartbeat struggled like a dying flame fighting against a storm.Yet his lips had not moved.I stared at him, desperate to find something familiar in his face. The man who had held me through nightmares. The king who had stood against entire armies to protect his people. The husband who had chosen me when every ancient law demanded that he fear me.“Cassian?”His fingers twitched against mine.For one impossible second, hope surged through me.Then his pupils turned silver.A black line crawled from the shattered royal mark on his chest, branching beneath his skin like roots searching for soil.The voice returned.Kill me before he wakes.My breath caught.“Who are you?”Cas

The dead did not remain silent in the Shadow Kingdom.I learned that when Damon Blackthorn opened his eyes.I was kneeling beside Cassian when a sound came from behind me—a weak, ragged breath that did not belong to my husband. I turned so quickly that pain shot through my neck.Damon lay beneath the broken throne.His eyes were open.For one impossible second, I forgot everything he had done to me. I forgot the blade, the blood, the betrayal, and the years I had spent hating the man who had murdered me.Then I remembered the black fire consuming him.I remembered his final choice.I remembered the stillness when I had checked his pulse.I scrambled toward him.“Damon?”He tried to answer, but only a broken cough escaped him.Blood stained his lips.I stopped beside him, afraid to touch him, afraid that the moment I did, he would disappear again.“You’re alive.”“Unfortunately,” he rasped.I stared at him.He managed the faintest smile. “You look disappointed.”“You died.”“I noticed.