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Beside it, an ancient book lay open, its pages yellowed with age. Jin came to stand behind me, staring at the text with a pensive frown. “What does it say?” “Give me a minute.” I whispered, tracing a finger over the text. “It translates that if the potion were to fall into the wrong hands, the delicate balance between Alpha, Beta, and Omega would collapse. A world once structured would crumble into anarchy.” “The Valcrows’ thirst for power is equal parts terrifying and admirable.” Jin murmured softly. “I mean how much power do you have to have not to be enough.”

I shut the door behind me, locking it carefully, then laid the book on my desk. The cover glimmered faintly in the dawn light, like it was alive. I ran my hand over it, whispering to no one but myself. “You’ll help me end him.” Then I opened it again. Page after page, I read until the sun rose completely, painting the world in pale gold. The book spoke of mirrors of thought, techniques to teach telepaths to reflect emotion rather than absorb it, to project calm even while their minds burned. It described meditation patterns, breathing cycles, and ancient chants meant to align energy with memory.

He drew her nearer to him. She took a deep breath, the air heavy with the weight of the moment. "The original agreement was an agreement of terror. A bargain. My soul for ten years of unparalleled success. It was savage. Savage." She pushed the vellum across the table to him. "This is an offer of a new bargain. Of free will."

Freya “It’s okay. You never have to do anything that you don’t want to do here.” He uttered but he seemed disheartened, and I hated that, that my own fear and stupid reactions were causing someone else hurt. People shouldn’t be able to hold this kind of power, abusers shouldn’t have an effect on their victims and their families’ months down the line and yet I knew that unless I faced my fears, I would end up jumping at my own shadow for the rest of my life.

I somehow knew she would come up with something like this. "What's this?" My voice comes harsh as I gaze at her. "Read it yourself" I open the file and begin to read the most confusing agreement I have ever seen in my life. "What the hell is that?" I blurt out. She laughs. "You're definitely not reading it with a cool mind. Are you?" "I don't think I can understand what you're trying to say by this agreement", I tell her. "This is the easiest agreement you can ever have. Let me repeat, according to this agreement, I can change my mind about donating the bone marrow anytime if the patient side is unable to fulfil my demands"

I want us to be equal, agreeing and coming to an agreement not just saying fine it's gone because I ask. I get to a park and sit on the bench, my body shaking as the tears fall. I feel like I am not far enough away like I should keep running. I get up and walk to a hotel. I scan the card and get a room for the night. I need to decide what to do, I can't marry him, yet everything about the way he spoke tells me he wants it. Me saying no he would agree, he wouldn't fight me for it, what sort of relationship is that? To give up something you want because the other says no? My phone keeps ringing, my fingers sliding it onto mute as I lay back on the bed everything on my mind.

Not with obedience. With resolve. Councils across the realm are calling for a summit. Not to crown doctrine. To establish a counter-framework: Autonomy Without Verification. Consent Without Witness Chains. Safety Without Ownership. I stare at the messages, feeling the Axis hum like distant thunder. Book Four has declared its antagonist. Not a person. A system that sounds good. A system people will defend. A system that calls itself clarity. And I am done pretending I can ignore it.

They sometimes give you hope but, in turn, will make you believe that everything they do is right and follow in their way. Living with Eva was the worst thing that happened to me. I lived in a nightmare where girls are valuable and boys are less important when selling or having babies. Girls at thirteen are considered to find a potential donor from the men in the Order and give birth to babies. Eva planned to grow a kingdom where she would show everyone who put her down and rule the world.

A courier arrived three nights later with a glowing bark-scroll, unbound and humming. The message was not written it unfolded in shared memory. A projected gathering. Twelve representatives. No roots. No borders. No authority. Only agreement. They called it the non-pact. Its tenets were clear: No one may own resonance All memories are co-authored Power must always pass through another’s hands Witnessing must be chosen, never assumed Silence is a vote Ari read it three times. It was the Hollow. It was Saris. It was Kaima. And none of them.