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Cause the sun to rise Sing to the heart that weeps Cause the moon to fall Let the heart that weeps sing They said we are a curse They said we course the land with curse But we are like Rehab the harmless dragon Their ignorance were the cause that cursed the land. Cause the sun to rise The blight of ignorance has walloped our mother with curse. But in our infinite trouble In our heart melting like the oil from a candle wax There lies the one, the king, the mother of all mothers

Seven words that stripped away every illusion he’d been holding onto. The breath fled from his lungs as the meaning fully registered—sharp and merciless, like a blade to the gut. He had known Reyes was ruthless, vindictive. But this? This was something far worse. This wasn’t a move born of strategy. It was a message carved from malice..It wasn’t just about poison or politics, it was a game. A sick, twisted game where the rules were made to corner them, where every possible choice ended in loss.

Where are you? Then she saw a blur of movement up ahead. Hiding behind a thick tree, she watched what was going on. And there, in a small clearing, was Daniel standing and talking with Kael-the rogue leader of the Dark Moon pack. Sophia's stomach was roiling with anxiety at every word that fell. You sure this will work?" Daniel asked, low. "I don't want to hurt Sophia." Kael laughed, the cruel sound running chills down Sophia's spine. "We'll crush the Rivers pack with your help. They'll never see it coming."

ՏԾ ՏɧΛʅʅ ɿԵ ՇԾʍȝ ΛՌԺ ՇΛՌՌԾԵ Յȝ ՄՌԺԾՌȝ A heart hollowed black, a soul that will crack A mindless beast, a falling mask To kill, to slaughter, by early dusk So shall it come and cannot be undone Λ ʍԾՌՏԵȝՐ ՅԾՐՌ, ԲԾՐȝՒȝՐ ԳԾՌȝ ❞ A monster born, forever gone

Her final words. "I was reborn to destroy him. But I was truly reborn when I chose to love you. To save her. To build this. That's the real rebirth. From darkness to light. From revenge to peace. From broken to whole. That's the story. That's always been the story. Love wins. Always." Love wins. Always. That was the truth. That was the lesson. That was everything. Not revenge. Not destruction. Not even survival. Love. Love for Marcus. Love for me. Love for Lily. Love for Aria. Love for the hundred thousand survivors. Love for everyone who needed proof that healing was possible.

What's the point of all this? "Rebirth." Margaret smiled. "The Lothan family has been corrupt, complacent, unworthy of its legacy for too long. So I'm burning it down and rebuilding mine from the ashes of the Lothans ruins. Your children will be raised by me, taught properly, shaped into something magnificent. You'll disappear and have a tragic death from the very bioweapon I created. Your family will mourn, will fragment, will eventually destroy itself from grief. And when the dust settles, I'll return your children to

His touch lingered on one rune, and suddenly warmth bloomed beneath his palm — faint at first, then searing. The stone pulsed. Light spilled from the crack between his fingers, golden and violent, crawling across the wall like veins igniting. Shapes took form — wings unfurled, circles interlocked, two figures spiraling into each other like flame and shadow. And then, beneath the hum of light, a voice spoke — distant, ancient, and heartbreakingly calm: “When ruin and rebirth are one, the world shall turn inside out.” Then the glow faded. The walls dimmed to gray. The only sound was the crackle of fire and the wild, uneven rhythm of Soren’s breathing.

His jaw tightened instead of softening, and his eyes, the same eyes I had been quietly dreaming about since I was fourteen years old, refused to hold mine even for a moment. "I, Kieran Candle Funeral, reject you, Aurora Devine Wood, as my mate," he said, and the words landed like a blade sliding directly between my ribs, sharp enough that for one full second the entire clearing fell silent enough for me to hear my own mother gasp behind me, as though some part of her had already known this was coming. Then the whispering began, low at first, then ugly, then spreading through the crowd faster than I could track it. *Rejected.*

The second the car door shut behind them, Benita completely broke down into messy, hysterical sobs. “Luna! I swear to you, this isn’t what it looks like! You have to believe me!” she cried desperately. I tilted my phone up innocently, pretending to scroll through the live comments. “Aunt Benita,” I spoke softly, “Someone just commented saying you deserve to rot in hell for betraying your mate like this. In fact the whole empire is saying the same thing.” “Isolde!” My mum called my name in a warning tone. I immediately hung my head, biting back my hidden smile.

"I didn't think much of it until I compared the compound to something I found in a discarded cup in the eastern kitchen twenty minutes ago." "Someone's been dosing him," Caius says, voice gone very still in the way I've learned means fury banked low and dangerous. "In small amounts, repeatedly, likely since before this morning." Iris's jaw tightens. "Enough to weaken without killing. Enough to make a miscarriage look like nature taking its course rather than anything deliberate." The room tilts sideways and I grip the edge of the table, nausea rolling through me that has nothing to do with any toxin and everything to do with the word she just said out loud.