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It was for me alone. > “We are coming for you… child of the divided dawn.” A shiver wracked my entire body. > “We will not allow the bringer of light to survive.” My heart slammed hard enough to hurt. > “One light cannot hold all darkness.” And then the whisper turned cold. Hungry. > “We will claim what is ours.” The last trace of darkness retreated into the earth, disappearing like ink sinking into water. Silence fell again. Except this time, it was the wrong kind of silence.

Total. The kind of darkness that existed before the world was formed, before light was separated from void, before the first star ignited in the emptiness of space. Then... One crimson rune slowly began to glow. It was not large, this rune, no bigger than a human hand, but its light seemed to push against the darkness with terrible insistence, carving out a sphere of visibility in the sea of blackness. Its dim light revealed a figure standing beyond the ancient glass wall. A wolf cloaked entirely in black.

“I understand.” “No,” he shook his head. “You have never,” he laughed ruefully. “You have NEVER understood. I’m not sure if it’s because you cannot see through the darkness of us, or whether… whether you are simply so… PURE, and whole and wholesome that the darkness within us doesn’t exist to you, because everything that you look at is lit by your internal light, so you cannot see the shadows, like a torch in the night, where we are all blindfolded and thinking that we can see...”

ASHER Darkness. Advanced, crushing, unrelenting darkness. It was the kind that felt so unbearably heavy that it was almost enough to destroy me. The space was filled with it, and I couldn't see anything except a dim light seeping through the door crack. It took a moment for things to make sense. A door? A door to where? I didn’t know the answer but I was tempted to walk toward the door and open it. I resisted the urge for a moment and then decided to proceed forward.

I could see another silhouette behind, a familiar one; My wrafter, but I didn’t have time to mutter a command. The pain was too overwhelming for my body and conscious to handle, and I was out cold, embraced inside a pool of darkness.

I furrowed my brow as she called me Darkness. I felt tendrils of something old and dark clawing at the far edges of my mind. ‘Don’t even think about it. If you let Darkness in, that means I have to go into that cage.’ Chesed growled. He didn’t like getting sidelined for Darkness.

And what darkness was she bringing with her? I didn’t know. But something told me— This wasn’t a coincidence. Not at all.

I could finally escape into this darkness, where there was no Alpha Holmes or Alpha Horres. To top it all off, there was no pain in this endless darkness…

“If this darkness keeps feeding on him, it won’t just silence his wolf—it will consume him completely.” My stomach turned cold. I gripped the edge of the bed for balance. “Then do something,” I said. “Fix it. Whatever it takes.” “I can’t, not without knowing where it came from. Dark energy like this doesn’t just appear, it has to be bound to him somehow.”

“This is what it wants. The Incorruptible Heart will be broken, her love lost, her resolve broken, she will be weak. Once this is done it will rise and claim the world as its own.” “What the hell is this thing?” she whispered. “Hell?” the man queried. “The Darkness isn’t defined by human beings, or the many faiths of this planet. It simply is. And anything that has happened right up to the point where you leapt from the boat and into its embrace is due to its designs on you, and what you represent.” Before Beatrice could question him, an image danced before her eyes, she was back on the boat, charging down Emily, the recollection made her voice hitch with horror. Then she was back there, liv