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Chapter 10: After Midnight Lyra The library after midnight always smelled of dust, old paper, and the faint metallic tang of the climate controls that never quite conquered the desert heat. I had been there for nearly two hours, moving between the restricted ledgers with a weak-looking lamp and the careful steps of someone who expected to be caught at any moment. The troop-movement crystal from the catacombs had given me new names. The forged marriage contract had given me new connections. I was cross-referencing both against the older succession and finance records, building the next layer of the map that lived inside my coded ledger. My hands trembled more than I wanted. The day’s public h

He reiterated my exact words defensively. "Do you not realize the implication of that? You've been in mermaid waters before." The only sound now was from Philip. Then I choked. "What?" I was the most curious. I mean, I had to be. I had almost no idea about myself so every little thing I discovered made me feel better. The scales on my back was on the list of things Tiberius and I kept from the council. And trust me, there was more. "You've been in mermaid waters." She repeated. "At some point in your life, you lived or visited mermaid waters so your blood automatically qualifies as antidote since you have a touch of mermaid."

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My voice flowed as clear as river water, remaining steady and confident. Nefertari smiles standing from her woodland throne. "Eleonora Black of the Perilous Horde I hereby declare you allies of the Fae forest. As allies, we will fight as one in the coming days. Be proud and stand strong for there is no pillar greater than our friendship," she declares My chest swells with pride at her declaration of friendship.

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The cabinet creaked open—files, a flash drive, and a little glass vial, capped tight, dark red inside. Blood. A scrap of paper stuck to it, Dorian’s scribble: Yours, Sienna. Always was. She reeled back, the vial hitting the floor with a clatter, not breaking but loud as hell. Roman cursed, bending for it, but the lights blinked—once, twice—then went black. Night swallowed them whole, and a low laugh crawled from the stairs. Ezra’s voice slid through the dark: “Loved the Hide and seek, Didn't you?.”

Nothing useful. Right now, I was going through the last shelves in the library, fingers skimming pages of books that felt older than the palace itself. Dust clung to my skin, my eyes burned from lack of sleep, and my head throbbed with unanswered questions. Mira sat across from me, equally exhausted, though she hid it better than I did. We had spoken to Mima earlier that day about how to get the sacred books—those locked away , forbidden except to a select few. She’d told us that the best person who might have access to texts like that was Elder Thalos.

Beverly says coldly. “And stay away from the new Alpha.” Then she leaves. Tears blur my vision. My room melts into a swirl of colors. I throw my books off the bed and collapse onto my pillow, crying. I’m pathetic. I’m weak. The Alpha is right. No wolf will ever want my children. The thought makes me cry harder. I turn onto my back. And suddenly I feel something strange. A presence. I open my eyes. My curtains are open. And standing outside my window—