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“I know.” “And if something happens—” “I’ll come back,” she whispered. He didn’t answer. Because he wasn’t sure, he believed it. The wind picked up again, scattering ash between them. Finally, Verath spoke, voice rough. “When?” Maereth answered before Elara could. “Soon. The longer she waits, the weaker her chances. The Sanctum awakens only during the coming lunar eclipse. Three nights from now.” Elara inhaled slowly. Three nights.

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"Your Majesty. There's one more thing. Something Elias mentioned before he stopped speaking to anyone but Darius." "Tell me." "He said Gareth's plan hinges on tomorrow night's moon phase. Something about timing the attack ,to when the curse magic is at its most unstable." Kael's eyes flicked to me, and I felt every drop of warmth leave my body. "He wasn't specific about what that means. Only that Gareth's been planning around it for weeks." The room went utterly silent, and I understood, in that silence, that whatever came next wasn't going to wait for us to be ready.

For the first time since the siege of Hollowspire, something inside him unclenched. “Look around,” Kael murmured, voice low and reverent. “This isn’t a march to war.” Seren did not turn, but she heard the hope in him. “What is it, then?” Kael’s answer was soft, but certain. “A march to rebirth.”

This is him claiming his territory and Alpha Damilion knows it. “Xael. It is good to see you. I am forever indebted to your Luna for saving my pup. I hope you have sorted out the full moon issue. It is in a few days’ time,” Alpha Damilion says. His strategy to shake Xael is obvious and it works, but we will never let him see it. Xael is terrified of what will happen during the full moon. He had planned to reject Gwen before then, but she is still in a coma. “I have been informed that your pup has been assessed. You should head back,” Xael tells him instead.

"What?" She points to the parchment. "My brother." Silence. I stare at the name. Vera's brother had supposedly died years ago. But the mark beside his name says something else. Alive. Vera's breathing becomes ragged. "That's impossible." Elias takes the parchment. "There are more." Kael looks at him. "How many?" "Thirty-seven." My blood runs cold. Thirty-seven Bloodmoon members may be connected to Marcus. Kael's jaw tightens. "Seal the gates."

"To your mother. On a staircase." "She's very good." "Yes." "She's been teaching me." Soren lifted the wooden sword from the table. "Do you want to see?" "I would," said Caelum, and I retreated from the doorway before either of them noticed me. What followed, over the next several days, was not a friendship exactly—Caelum was four centuries old and had been Malachar's most feared instrument and operated in register several octaves below the ordinary frequency of social connection. But it was something. An interest, on both sides, that expressed itself in questions asked and answered and the occasional demonstration.

Chapter 23: The Fifth Signature The morning of March 21, 2026, dawned with a clarity that felt like a physical weight. In the courtyard of Makola, the air was no longer thick with the static of the Morningstar or the cold, predatory pressure of the Sterling Rebirth. Instead, it was filled with the mundane, beautiful sounds of a city waking up—the rhythmic sweeping of brooms, the distant cry of a fishmonger, and the low, steady hum of the Ares-enabled grid providing free, localized power to the market stalls.

Things need time to settle down. “Welcome back,” Blue says, clasping his hands together. “Today we are joined by Alpha Kael.” The rest of the competitors still feel awe each time Kael joins us for any part of our appointed missions. I feel fear, and I wonder if he can feel it. My gaze is trained to my feet, hoping I don’t look too guilty. Sinful promised Kael wouldn’t remember that night. “This week, you’ll each be working with Kael when he decides he wants to see you. He has specific expectations which if you fail to meet, you’ll be eliminated,” Blue warns.

I said, “do we have enough to strike the Star Raiders head-on?” Kael didn’t answer right away. He looked out the narrow window slit beside us, watching the White Snow men sparring just outside. “Enough to start,” he said at last. “But not enough for a guaranteed win.” I turned to him, eyes narrowing. “You doubt the strength of what we’ve built?” “No,” Kael said evenly. “I doubt the certainty of war.” That earned him a thin smile from me. “Then we prepare for more than war. We prepare for total domination, we don't know what Ryan might have up his sleeves.”