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I pretend to focus on swimming, on clearing my mind, but my body reacts on its own, muscles tense, thoughts messy. After my routine, I return to my room to read, curling up with a steamy romance novel in an attempt to distract myself. My cheeks flush with every word, my pulse still too quick from last night and the memory of waking here. Hours pass, and the story grows repetitive; it no longer captures my attention. Curiosity gnaws at me. I wander through the house, silent, robe clinging to my damp body. My feet carry me almost unconsciously to the study. There, the envelope at the center of the table glimmers in the morning light. My pulse quickens. I pick it up, trembling, and tear it open

she said, and we nodded as they walked off, leaving just us. “Okay, who among us here thought they would be enveloped with a huge wave of relief when all this is over, but now they’re just empty?” Lucian called, raising his hand. “I’m sure we all feel that way,” Raven muttered calmly. “The reason we fought so hard to stay alive just disappeared, so it’s only natural that the hole that was once filled with rage and revenge is empty now.” “It’ll fill up again when you find another thing to live for,” Damon said simply, “and who knows, it may never fill up again. Not that it matters.”

The weak mate I had left for dead. She had no business surviving that night. She shouldn't have. When her pack fell, she was supposed to be gone. Erased. One less problem in the world. But not only did she survive—she thrived. And now she’s got rogues protecting her, Alpha power bleeding from her skin, and something ancient waking up inside her. I stand from my seat and move down to the bench in the corner of the office as I sit and run a hand through my hair. This wasn’t part of the plan.

Dreadfall Citadel. The first man moved forward, his red tattoos twirling over his chest and up his strong arms as though they were alive. As he spoke in a forceful tone, his piercing eyes met hers. He declared, "I am the Keeper of Flames." “I protect the fires that create destiny.There would be no creation and no light to lead the way if there were no fire.”

I didn’t plan to let her know that Fernando was the Matthias who’d kept more than half her kind sleeping with one eye open for months. I didn’t want her to know that I single-handedly resurrected the Ravenhowl, a bloodline of hybrids wiped from maps because lesser supernaturals feared our strength. I wasn’t here to join their world; I was here to replace it. I would carve them out, bone by bone, until my hybrids were the only heartbeat that mattered on this land. I closed my eyes and smiled at the sound of rushing footsteps. “Three—two—one—” The door slammed open.

Behind them, a rival Alpha’s gaze burned with cruel ambition. The spirit’s whisper cut through the vision. “The attack will come beneath the Red Moon. Jeremy will fall, and you will be left to face the darkness alone. You must not falter, Abbey. You must lead. You must protect your kin.” My pulse thundered in my ears as the vision shifted again. Flames licked across the pack’s borders. Screams echoed. Blood stained the earth. And through it all, Jeremy’s body lay in the dirt, lifeless, while I stood above him with gold dripping from my palms like molten fire.

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