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he murmured, raising a champagne flute. “To new embers,” she toasted. They drank, and the clink of crystal echoed like a promise. Chapter seventeen: Shadows Abroad Weeks later, as September’s first chill touched the air, a carriage rolled through Montrose’s front gates bearing an unexpected visitor. The tall, silver haired antiquarian introduced himself as Dr. Lucien Harcourt, scholar to the Vienna Society of Arcane Antiquities. He bowed to Isabelle and Alexander in the gallery’s oak paneled drawing room, unrolling a length of vellum between them.

See yah next Arc History~ _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER TWENTY- SEVEN ~

Jesus christ, I don’t know how the others do it all the time. ‘You’re being dramatic,’ Viola says, as cool as a cucumber. ‘I trust the couple, so do Xander and Ares. There must be a reason for that.’ ‘Fine, but if they kill us, I am haunting you in the afterlife,’ I mutter with an eye roll. ‘Perfect,’ she comments smugly, ‘and if I am right. I’ll continue haunting your life.’ Tingles sprint from my fingertips up my forearm as Xander takes my hand in his, lacing our fingers together. Giving it a gentle squeeze like he knows I need the encouragement, he drives the car through the gates.

Emma then unfolded a tattered map on the altar stone as Evangeline began to lay out the rescue plan “Then listen close, if we’re going to breach the Veil, we need an anchor. According to what Xander told me, there’s only one creature alive who’s ever done it and returned: a rogue vampire warlock named Virex.” “I thought he was executed.” Thorne frowned. “Cursed,” Rhea corrected. “ He's bound in an underground cell, lost in the Hollow Refuge beneath the forest. They say he came back from the Veil half-dead and half-something else.” “And he’ll help us?” Silas asked. “No,” Evangeline said. “Not unless we give him what he wants.” She slid a scroll across the stone. On it was one word, etched in

Xavier and Ceres sit across from each other, the scroll between them. Xavier (carefully breaking the wax seal): "Feels wrong to open it. Like I'm cracking open someone's grave." Ceres (gently): "Then treat it like an exhumation. Not to desecrate—just to bring the truth into the light." He unrolls the scroll—fine parchment, preserved miraculously—names upon names inked in blood-dark script. Xavier (reading softly): "Narel Flame-Eyed. Caelum Ashwing. Idris of the Second Vein. Eyla Moonvein. Alric Flameborn..."

After a moment she took the diary again and wrote: *We have a vast library here. *Many books on necromancy—older than your father’s collection, some forbidden even in Arcadia Prime.* *If you want to study more… they’re yours to read.* Raven read the message. She looked up, meeting Victoria’s ruby gaze—searching, curious, a little vulnerable. She took the quill and wrote: *You’re okay with me getting stronger?* Victoria read it. Her smile widened—slow, warm, almost fierce. She wrote back without hesitation:

Ariana weakly whispered my name. "I'm here, my love. I won't leave your side," I held her hand tightly, my heart shattering within me. "Alpha Xavier, she's been attacked by a vampire. I'm afraid there's little I can do at this moment," the witch informed me. Anger surged through me, turning my face red. "I can't lose her, Alana, I won't!" "Alpha Xavier, I understand your pain, but you must realize that the vampire's venom has already taken its toll. There's nothing more that can be done," she explained gently.

' Fair enough, I guess. I ended up spending the last few minutes of the class practicing just like how he had instructed me before it was over, and we left for lunch. After lunch was our Magic class, and I was honestly a little excited as we walked in. Lexi and I found seats somewhere around the middle of the class, and as the bell rang, a tall, lanky woman walked in. She took her spot at the podium, looking over the class. Her long platinum blonde hair was pulled back into a clean ponytail, showing off all of her sharp features as her crimson eyes took in the class, and I instantly recognized her as a Vampirian. "Alright, class, you've all gotten the first day spiel in just about every othe

the shower” Viviana said sitting on the bed crossing her arms. I furrowed my brows and looked at her strangely, either she’s very perceptive or she’s a damn mind reader. “mmmm I say both, but I don’t want to sound too presumptuous” she said inspecting her nails. WHAT THE FUCK ‘of course she reads minds she’s a witch’ Alec said as he rolled his eyes in my head. She looked up at me a bit shocked “so you have someone in your head too? That is so cool, does he have a name too?” Viviana asked intently staring at me. ‘yeah I’m Alec’ my wolf said without hesitation in my head, what the actual fuck “Hi Alec” she said excited he answered her. ‘Alec you shouldn’t be indulging her to read minds’ he hu

He said. Season 2 ended here! Author note: Hello everyone!! Please continue to read ARCANUM because, there will be a side story which about Steven and Nicolai. See you on Season 3!!!