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she said, and almost smiled, and then didn’t, because the Sanctum was waking. The basin filled with light. Not fire—pre-fire, the bright, hungry possibility of it. It lifted in a sheet, hovering, turning, tasting the room. When it faced Kaelira, the tether snapped taut enough to steal her breath. Taren stumbled back. “It knows you.” “It is me,” she said before she meant to. The light tilted like a head. Voices braided through it—children, kings, wolves, witches. None were words; all were understanding.

The light within it now began to flicker and I wondered if this was a good thing or a bad thing, but I couldn’t see Sal’s face now to tell, because it was blocked by it and the sun that was once shining down on us was starting to disappear from the cloud of dust that was now beginning to form over our heads. I could hear my two mates behind me and the concerns that they were sharing with one another and I began to worry myself if this was going the way it was expected to. Just then a bright light flashed before us, and I could faintly make out the silhouette of a person standing in the middle of the light. Luna Rayne squeezed my hand at that moment, and she began to chant louder, and I follo

Since there is no longer a mate bond between them, he shouldn't be thinking about or loving her, right? I smiled, recalling how the Moon Goddess had visited me a couple of hours after I almost killed Moana if that man hadn't interrupted in between. * Flashback!! I was resting during the day, or that was what I thought when I felt a very strong and bright white light around me. For a moment, I felt that someone had brought me into the sunlight, but I soon realized that it was something else. I looked around to understand the reason behind this bright light, but I couldn’t until I saw a lady in a beautiful white dress whose face wasn’t clear because of the light.

I stepped closer to my pillar and read the words aloud: "In the heart of darkness, light must shine, But alone, its glow will fade with time. By shadow’s grace, the light is freed, Together, they are one in need." Evelina joined me, reading the rest of the inscription on her side: "Through dusk and dawn, they dance as one, For without the dark, the light is undone. When both are present, the truth is clear, Together they guide, without fear." She met my eyes, understanding lighting up in her expression. "It’s a test of balance—light and dark. Both need to work in unity to move forward."

Jessica whispered, and I dropped my phone. We stood up, walking to their direction. They all gasped when they saw me. "I told you," the guy I saw earlier whispered. My eyes met with the man holding two kids on his sides. His eyes widened, I looked at the kids and they had the same expression. They looked familiar and I tried to remember them but the usual sharp pain pierced into my head. My vision blurred, and darkness enveloped me.

Andrew, Daniel, Alex and even Lisa is also present at the party. "When they came Mr Alex?" Lisa asked. "Sorry, miss Green, I don't know about that. Maybe they are on the way", Alex replied. Suddenly they all hear the sound of the car and immediately understood. They all went to switch off the lights to gives surprise to Emily. When Emily and Ryan get off from the car they saw all the mansion lights are off. "Ryan is there is a light cut in this area, why there is no light in the home?" Emily asked cutely.

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“You’ve been quiet tonight, Palmer.” My throat was dry. I forced a sip, the liquid burning all the way down. “Just tired.” He chuckled softly, setting his glass down. “You’re always tired. I worry about you.” His hand brushed my cheek, tender, almost loving… but I knew better. Every gentle touch from him carried the weight of chains. “You didn’t tell me you’d be seeing an old friend at the hospital,” he said casually, strolling toward the window. His back to me, his reflection smirked in the glass. “Andrew, wasn’t it?”

And above it all, the grip in my hair yanked me closer and closer to the light spilling from the alley’s entrance. Every instinct in me screamed no. That light meant the end. The extinguishing of whatever chance we had left. But the man didn’t falter. His boots crunched slow and steady against the stone, dragging me with him. His shadow stretched long across the alley, devouring everything it touched. Step by step, he walked us toward the entrance. The grip in my hair tightened until my scalp screamed, and then… light.

The bass thumped through the crowded mansion like a second heartbeat, but Elena Voss felt hers stuttering in her throat. Crystal chandeliers cast fractured light across designer dresses and tailored suits, while laughter sliced through the air like shards of glass. This was supposed to be a celebration. Richard Hale’s latest business triumph but for Elena, it felt like walking a tightrope over a pit of wolves.