Rhea’s POVThe dripping water was my clock. ‘Drip. Drip. Drip.’Forty-eight hours until the blood moon, Vance had said. I didn't know how many of those hours had passed while I lay in the dark, shivering on the freezing iron chair, but I knew one thing with absolute, bone-deep certainty:If I waited for Jaxon to break through the southern army, find this subterranean compound, and cut my chains, I would be dead, or worse, rewritten, long before he ever reached this cell.‘“An Omega’s greatest weapon isn’t size or raw magic,”’ Kaelen’s strict, lecturing voice echoed from my memories, repeating the lessons he had beaten into my skull during those endless mornings in the mountain sparring yard. ‘“An Omega’s weapon is leverage, patience, and the fact that Alphas never expect you to hit back until your steel is already in their throat.”’I slowly took a breath through my nose.The heavy s
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