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My mother's glow surged in answer. The shadows screamed, recoiling from the blaze that leapt between the three of us; storm, ember, flame. "No more chains," I whispered. And I let the fire break. It erupted outward, not just from me, but from us all. Kieran's storms fused with my ember, my ember with my mother's flame. Gold lightning tore through the cavern, shattering roots, scorching shadow into nothingness. The voices wailed, shriveling like smoke in the dawn.

Inside were scrolls, bones, and a map of Duskmoor with three points marked in blood-red wax. One marked the cathedral. One marked the abbey ruins. The third—unbroken—lay beneath the Montrose estate. Her home. Chapter Eleven: The Ember Rises It happened just past midnight. Isabelle had returned to the family townhouse, alone, determined to find the third vault before the Broken Flame did. Snow drifted against the windows, and the house seemed quieter than it had in years. Too quiet. She descended into the cellars with nothing but a lantern and her resolve.

meet up with me, we needed to take a road trip quickly for the sake of my mate. Before I go I needed to see Kiara. As I reached for the door of the room she was staying I smelled fire. I opened the door and my jaw dropped, the room was destroyed and almost everything was burned to ash. ‘ woooww our mate is amazing said Alec with admiration in his voice. He was proud to call her our mate, me on the other felt a bit of fear. Not a fear of my mate but I feared for her life. She was powerful and there’s always someone going to want that power. Emily had come up behind me while I took in the sight of destruction. The once all blue room was now scorched with black on the walls. “ I told you your

Prologue II: Pyre, 3113 Pyre Av 5, 3113 Stephan Caliphus, King Everything was on fire the night he finished the book in the back room of a borrowed house. He laid his glasses down on the desk in front of him and rubbed his tired eyes. The crackling of flames could be heard as the city burned all around them. The blood curdling screams of the men in the streets where they died was enough to make the blood of the fiercest warrior run cold, but he was a man of empathy and it hurt him more than it did the others.

“At the count of three, if any of you are still here, I will not be liable for any injuries you may sustain.” Both men utter a disapproving groan. With an expression that would have sent the Underworld's three-headed dog, Cerberus, running for cover, she ignored them and began counting. “One!” When the men saw that she wasn't joking around, they jumped off the couch and into their clothes at a rate that should have been a Guinness World Record. “Two!” Ember could only look at Icen and Thunder, a smile forming on her lips. “Three!” Icen and Thunder rushed out of her apartment in a lightning speed.

“We will wait to do anything until we get some answers. But you will stay here in my packhouse until we figure this out.” “Fine. I’m taking Emlyn home.” Emerson says. “NO!” Finley shouts it before I can say anything. ‘Finley, what the fuck is going on?’ ‘I don’t know, but I want her near me. She can’t leave.’ “I think Emlyn should stay as well. She’s still acting Luna until….well, until things get figured out.” I don’t want to say until I take Gwen as my mate. “I can be your acting Luna, Richie.” Gwen says to me.

] Entering the house, Emerald slipped off her heels and walked barefoot across the pristine floor, which Alaric himself had cleaned. She turned on the speakerphone and heard Iris’s voice. "Ember, remember the camping trip I mentioned last week?" Emerald pressed the button on the water dispenser, dropping two dark red roses into a glass. As the color spread in the water, she smiled slightly. "I’m not going." "Oh, come on, Em! Do you really trust me to go camping with a bunch of guys without you?" Emerald rested her chin on her hand, stirring the water with a spoon, pressing the petals down into the hot liquid.

The intensity in his eyes makes my heart race. I never imagined anyone would love me the way he does. I replay today’s moment in my mind over and over. The panic in his eyes as he kicked down that burning beam to reach me without thinking about his life. The way he held me close, even with fire surrounding us. And the pain he tried so hard to hide when he shielded me from the flames. He didn’t care about his safety—only mine. It’s like he took every fear, every doubt I had, and burned them away with the flames.

Thorne sprang to his feet and gave chase once again, the sun glinting off his fur, his son’s delighted squeals echoing through the hedges. And in that moment, Ember stayed lying where she was, soaking in the warmth with a satisfied smile, not just from the sun, but from the peace she had fought for and finally found. *** END ***

The three beastmen watched them shift blame to each other, exchanged glances, and said, "Since neither of you wants to do it, we'll deal with both of you together." With that, Leo approached Mother with a rope in hand. Mother's face was ashen, but her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of me. Her eyes lit up as she pointed at me and shouted, "Take her! She's my daughter. It's only natural for her to take my place!" The three beastmen and I were momentarily stunned by her shamelessness. Felix looked at her with amusement. "She's also your daughter. How is it that you don't seem to care about her at all?"