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His body convulsed, chains rattling, his smirk finally shattering. Then his voice rose, strangled but clear: “They want the Source of Fire. The beginning. The first flame. It hides in the blood of the heirs. In you. In them!” His head jerked toward Arden and Lyra. The crowd gasped as one, the sound like a physical blow. All eyes swung to the heirs, shock and fear colliding in a tidal wave of whispers. Lyra’s blood ran cold. Arden’s heart hammered in his chest. The truth hung in the air, undeniable, unerasable.

Prince Caspian held her hand and looked at her with concern in his eyes. "Is everything okay?" He asked and she smiled and nodded her head slowly. "Yes, it certainly is. I am quite honoured to meet you Your Highness." Caspian shrugged. "Oh please. Call me Caspian." First name basis already? She thought as she looked up at him, her eyes finally meeting his and he became starstruck. She had the most unique, most beautiful eyes that he had ever saw on a woman. Her eyes were perfect. "Oh wow! I must say... Your eyes... They remind me of a living flame."

Fathia wanted to ignore it, but she couldn't help it; she was too captivated by the intense look of Sebastian Sachdev. Once the event ended, Fathia chose to leave from the back. She decided to meet Jess in the cafeteria, but the last thing Fathia remembered was Sebastian's loud voice calling her name. When she turned around, Fathia felt like she had been slow to realize something was happening. There was only one thing she truly felt. Fathia's body felt like it was burning and stinging all over.

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It will be free for an extended period of time (I thought that might be better than keeping this book going). The title is: The Alpha's Heir Let's hope that that doesn't give too much away!

As she stepped forward, her hand brushed the surface—and the book opened on its own. Pages flipped with invisible wind, landing on a single, ancient passage: “The phoenix is not born of ashes. She is born of betrayal. And when her flame chooses, it burns not for blood… but for truth.” A second page glowed beneath it: Names. Bloodlines. Truths. And then…A final entry: C-Alpha 00: Status — Confirmed Heir by Fire Next of Line: Undecided A final instruction blinked beneath: ‘Choose your successor.’ Her hand hovered over the glyph. Then—A scream echoed through the vault.

It’s an old leather-bound book, with a red leather cover and a gold emblem on the front, she turns it to read the spine, “The Parrot and the Hunter. Is this a children’s book or a weird shifter romance novel?” Morpheus laughs, and she sits down and opens it, “Ah, romance novel.” She taps it thoughtfully, “No pictures.” She smiles as Sol flushes and she curls up on the sofa to read, she flips through, “Oh, my apologies, there are pictures.” Sol groans as she takes in the etching of two people clearly fucking each other senseless. “Informative pictures.” Morpheus laughs hard,

The scent of rust fills my nose. I hear chains rattling somewhere nearby. Voices echo around me. Too far away to understand. Too distorted to recognize. I try to move. My body refuses. Panic begins to creep into my chest. A familiar scent reaches me. Pine. Rain. Forest. Lyall. Relief floods through me. He is here. Somewhere close. I try to call out to him. Nothing comes out. Then another scent appears. One that I cannot identify. It wraps around me like smoke.

She glared at me so hard I wasn't sure if her eyes were open at all. "No one associates you with me. Or vice versa. Nor will they." I grabbed the arm that was like steel cables locking me against her. I pushed magic through my arm, bringing to mind the heat of the fire elemental I needed to find for Ransom. Within seconds, her arm was engulfed in whitish pink flames. Huh. Wasn't expecting pink. Something about the color niggled at the back of my mind, but I couldn't get it to form completely before Heppni tried to attack me.