Novel & Cerita Elliot Nightray

Static spilled out, followed by a fragmented voice. “Adrian— you copy?” “Yeah,” I whispered. “We’re safe for now.” “Safe is a strong word. The grid’s shifting. They’re recalibrating the sweep to the outer sectors. You’ve got maybe eight hours before they lock the route west.” “What about Elias?” I asked. The silence stretched before Nora spoke again. “He’s making his move. Echo’s system update goes live at dawn. After that— there’s no hiding. It’ll read every unregistered heartbeat in the city.”

Elliot frowned and glanced over his shoulder. The space behind him was empty. For the first time since yesterday— Timothy wasn’t there. Elliot turned back to the screen. Of course. Another line appeared. UNKNOWN: Don’t bother calling him. Elliot’s fingers hovered over the keyboard. Then settled. ELLIOT: Who is this? The reply came instantly. UNKNOWN: You already know. Elliot’s expression hardened. ELLIOT: Helix. A pause. Longer this time. Deliberate. Then—

Elliot stepped into the building alone. The automatic doors slid shut behind him with a soft hiss. It was quiet. Good. Exactly how he liked it. His duffel bag hung loosely over his shoulder as he walked through the empty lobby, footsteps echoing. The lights were dimmed-late night settings. Almost everything had shut down hours ago. He lifted one hand and pressed his earbud slightly deeper into his ear. Sweather weather by The Neighbourhood played loudly. He exhaled slowly as he reached the elevator.

“Report.” Rowan hesitated, glancing at Aria before looking back at me. “Elliot… didn’t make it.” The words shattered the room. For a moment, all I could hear was the gentle hum of the brazier and Aria’s soft breath. My chest felt tight, the air heavy and hard to breathe. Elliot. My second in command. My brother in arms. “How?” I asked, though I already knew. “They found his body near the eastern wall,” Rowan said, his voice low. “He went back inside after getting you out. The roof collapsed before we could reach him.”

Elliott bent down so that his lips brushed my ear. "Put on your clothes. You're coming with me. Now.” I nodded, dazed, and my legs barely worked as I stumbled to the back to get my clothes. Jax looked at me as I left, his eyes dark and unreadable. He said softly, "This isn't over, Nyx." "You know where to find me when you need someone who doesn't treat you like a piece of property." Elliott's grip on my wrist got stronger as he took me out the side door and into the cold night air.

“One is missing.” Elliot nodded. “That’s Cara. She’s being briefed at an auxiliary site. She’ll be arriving tomorrow. Her abilities are… complementary.” Northstar gave a single, slow nod. “Well, everyone,” he said, his voice flat, devoid of welcome or hostility. “It’s… something to meet you. I’m the Shadowalker. And for now, that’s all you need to know.” He didn’t wait for a response. Turning, he looked at Elliot. “Which way to the quarters that don’t have pixies or werewolves?”

Damien's POV The call came in just after sunrise, cutting through the fragile peace of early morning like a blade. My phone buzzed relentlessly on the nightstand, the vibration rattling against the wood in a way that immediately set my nerves on edge. I groaned, my body heavy with the kind of exhaustion that comes from too many late nights spent poring over contracts and board proposals. Reaching for it blindly, squinting against the pale light filtering through the curtains, I saw the caller ID: "Head Butler – Knight Estate".

“I’m not yours.” “Not anymore?” “Not ever.” Elias stepped into the room quietly, medical bag in hand. “Let me look at her.” RAyNe nodded once, then stepped back. “RAyNe,” Nirvana said, her voice weaker now. “If you really want to help me, don’t send your men to kill Adrian.” He said nothing. “Let me do it.” Elias paused, glancing between them. RAyNe didn’t blink. “You’ll have your chance.”

Nikolas POV The night sky was filled with stars sparkling with light as I approached Rainora’s house. It was a quiet suburb with solar-charged street lamps positioned proportionally along the road illuminating the pathway for cars to move freely. I signaled the driver to stop as we arrived at the location. I opened my phone and confirmed the address sent to me. After confirming it was correct, I paid the driver for the trip. His eyes widened in joy as he counted the money. His eyes flickered excitedly as he rushed out to drop my luggage from the trunk.