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Chapter Twelve The rain had been relentless all Friday. Sheets of water fell from the sky, drumming against windows and rooftops, as if the heavens themselves were mourning or warning. Nora sat in the art studio, trying desperately to focus on her presentation, but her brush hovered uselessly over the canvas. The colours and lines felt meaningless. Every stroke of paint blurred, smudged by the storm of emotions inside her.

"The world will still be broken in the morning. He helped me as I lay back slowly and closed my eyes, the oxygen hissing in my nose. As I drifted off, I dreamt of a bridge. It stretched over a void. I was standing in the middle of it, watching the pieces behind fall away into the dark. Five hundred miles away, Roman Crescent suddenly buckled. He fell to the concrete floor, clutching his chest. The psychic link to his pack’s wealth had just vanished. the fortune that had sustained their legacy for centuries. It felt like a cold blade being pulled through his heart. He knew that, without a phone or a lawyer, Elara had pulled the final trigger.

Olivia POV From everything I had been told, the maps I studied, and the ancient texts Karl and the others researched, it finally dawned on me that I had already stepped into the valley. The Valley of Broken Gravity. “The valley has awakened.” “The laws of gravity no longer exist here,” I muttered through gritted teeth. With both hands gripping my staff tightly, I slowly pulled myself back onto solid ground. The moment both my feet touched the surface… The earth rotated violently once again.