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Not when the horns started howling like beasts, calling every blade in the Dominion down on our heads. He just kept running. And I followed. Because what else was left? The Ash Road wasn’t a road at all. Not anymore. Just a scar of black earth where a forest had burned to bone years ago, when the war first crawled out of its grave. The ground was still bitter, still dead, still whispering secrets no one should hear. It fit. Gods, it fit too well. The silence between us was a living thing—loud and sharp and thick enough to choke on.

Sienna's POV A steel-toed boot slammed into my ribs, and I curled on the ground, coughing up blood. "Get up, little she-wolf." Chief Elder Marcus looked down at me, a vicious smile on his face. Behind him stood a dozen armed men—Brynn's mercenaries. "The game is over." I pushed myself up, blood dripping from the corner of my mouth onto the grass. The forest around us was burning. Jake and the other rangers were already down, lying motionless nearby.

The whisper faded, but the clearing felt changed — the trees seemed to lean inward, their branches clutching at the sky. Mist coiled around their ankles. The runes on the standing stone flickered like embers dying and reigniting. Ava couldn’t move for a heartbeat. The token throbbed in her palm, so hot she thought it might burn through her skin. Her name still rang in her ears: Daughter of ash… come home. Silas stepped in front of her, his fingers already sketching protective sigils in the air. “It spoke to you?”

Romario whispered to me. I couldn't bring myself to reply so I closed my eyes and let the darkness takeover with only one thought in mind; What it gods name did I experience? How the hell could I climax to pain? Romario POV After Allison fell asleep I got dressed and headed to the king's manor, I needed to see Namiro, she has stopped picking my calls since the incident. I headed downstairs to see Kate screaming at some servants, I can't believe that she is Allison's sister, they are so different. I waved her and got into my car, the drive to Namiro's house took about 30 minutes.

She’d come to see the bastard in the ground for herself. Dorian Ashford’s coffin sat there, slick and shiny, all polished mahogany that hollered wealth even as it sank toward the dirt. The priest mumbled some nonsense about peace everlasting, his voice half-drowned by the storm, but Sienna didn’t hear a word. Her eyes were glued to that box, her jaw locked tight. Twenty-seven years of bile churned inside her. He’d left her mom to waste away in a rusted trailer, coughing up her last breaths, while he piled up his shipping billions—money built on the wreckage of the only person who’d ever given a damn about him.

When I first started writing Kingdom of Ash and Blood, I never imagined how far this story would carry me. What began as a spark — a single image of a woman standing in the ruins of her past — became a journey that taught me more about strength, love, and survival than I ever thought a story could.

The smell of cured leather hits me first, it’s an old smell, almost eradicated, but still there. He drops the book in the space between us and my hand reaches for it immediately. My heart cracks when I see what’s on the first page and tears sting the back of my eyes. “You were searching for that book weren’t you?” I nod because I was. Clearly written on the first page are the words “Records of His Majesty, King Ashryn the Great, Supreme Lycan King of the Four Kingdoms, and His wife, Diane.” Okay, I'm a bit offended at how the latter part sounds like something added as an afterthought in my head, but this is it.

Yet, the sincerity in Ashier's voice and the intensity of his gaze gave her pause. Caught between her loyalty to Ashier and her own reservations, Alisha found herself at a crossroads once again. The weight of the kingdom's future and Ashier's well-being hung in the balance, forcing her to confront the uncertainty that lay before them. She stared at Ashier, searching for answers within herself, grappling with conflicting emotions and a sense of duty. In that moment of hesitation, Alisha realized that the choices she made next would shape the course of their lives and the destiny of the kingdom.