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Rain's P.O.V. I entered Ember's mind quickly, I need to figure this out before it's too late. Why is it I can't seem to protect my children like I swore I would? Ember's so much like me, too much like me. Only she's so much stronger without even knowing it. I wish she could see herself the way I see her. My little spark, the one that ignited the fire inside us all. My little fire starter.

“I’d forgotten what real roads looked like during a storm.” “The city can get pretty bogged down,” Edwin reminded him. “Yea, but for how long? The plows are out at the first sign of a snowflake in the city. There’s not a plow in sight here. No cars either, for that matter. Looks like we’re the only idiots out in this shit. It’s a wonder you can find the road, Tim.”

He waved her off. Still the woman lingered. She stood her ground, proud in her stance. “I’m sure your pathetic ranks couldn’t stand against my clan. None of you could.” Donte was in her face. He could feel the heat of her trembling breaths. “Chimeras that flaunt their abilities are no more abominations than the ones that shun immortals with greater power.” The ruby red of his eyes flickered with such darkness. “We prefer to avoid war. We welcome outcasts with open arms, and give sanctuary to the injured. You are neither, nor are you fit enough to be our mate. Leave." His nostrils flared as he menaced over her.

Hope's POV “Emberfang?” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper. A chill ran down my spine, seizing my entire body in an icy grip. No. This had to be a joke. Was Lucian toying with me? My breath came in short, shaky bursts as I slowly unwrapped my arms from Orion, dread clawing at my chest. My lips trembled, fear settling deep in my bones at the thought of returning to that hellhole—the place that had broken me piece by piece, the dungeon where I had wasted away for years. I would rather die than go back.

Ember. The thought of her consumed my mind even in the heat of battle. I yearned for her safety even as I wanted to be with her. And I could be as soon as I killed Lukas. That son of a bitch was probably lurking somewhere in the city, watching from a safe distance like the spineless coward he was. The sooner I found him, the sooner I’d be able to go to Ember. With renewed vigor, I pushed forward through the oncoming warrior. With Grey and the other shadow walkers at my side, we fought our way through the city streets, the tide of battle gradually shifting in our favor.

For instance, I am always reminded that he's here, in front of me and when I fall asleep, he might end up watching me but that's a total bullshit. Emery doesn't seem bothered much in his sleep. He barely even move and would only slightly whenever he feels uncomfortable but other than that, he stays till at his spot. I don't actually understand why he won't go at the back in the bedroom provided—because obviously, he's allowed to sleep there. Then again, so am I. I open my eyes to find the private jet landing; making me look down at New York City. My lips curve up into a small smile, missing home and missing the smell of freshly cooked food. Everything seems to be playing in my mind for a few

Prologue II: Pyre, 3113 Pyre Av 5, 3113 Stephan Caliphus, King Everything was on fire the night he finished the book in the back room of a borrowed house. He laid his glasses down on the desk in front of him and rubbed his tired eyes. The crackling of flames could be heard as the city burned all around them. The blood curdling screams of the men in the streets where they died was enough to make the blood of the fiercest warrior run cold, but he was a man of empathy and it hurt him more than it did the others.

We'll see just how long she can keep up. "Run, Ember, run for I'm coming after you. Your doomsday begins. Tick tock tick tock." I let out a laugh. "Grmph grmhm," came a whimpering sound from below. "Shut it, dog!" My hold around it's mouth tightened. "Let's watch our naive little Ember struggle a bit more." Ember's POV~ I approached the store room of the park. I thought I heard some sounds from inside. "Doser? Are you here?"

There’s no need to sugarcoat urgent things like this. Ember went silent for a while, she looked at Liam, reading his thoughts and she couldn’t read him. He was so good at hiding his own emotions, Ember thought. “What did you see in that dream? Or whatever it is? I think you can help us if you tell me anything that you saw, it could be useful.” Ember swallowed the lump in her throat. What did she see? A lot of dead people. Blood. She saw death. She bit her lower lip to suppress the surges of her emotions. She saw young children being burned alive.