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The last thing I saw, right after the sharp pain stabbed into the back of my neck, was the icy, emotionless face of my brother, Sean Lawson. When I regained consciousness, I found myself trapped inside a huge glass box. My hands and feet were bound so tightly that I could not move at all. "Sean, you know I have claustrophobia! Please let me out!" I kept screaming, my voice breaking as I begged. Sean did not even look at me. Instead, he gently wiped the tears from Wendy Roberts' eyes.

The thing weighed nearly twenty pounds, and the old injury in my arm was already throbbing again. Just six steps away from the main table, Anrina suddenly stretched out one foot and hooked it against my ankle. I fell forward instantly. The champagne tower crashed to the ground with a deafening explosion. Glass shattered everywhere. I slammed hard into the sea of razor-sharp shards. Pieces of glass pierced my palms, my forearms, my knees. Leon rushed over immediately. He grabbed the screaming Anrina first and pulled her tightly into his arms before finally lowering his gaze to me, covered in blood on the floor.

CHAPTER ONE: THE YOUNG LADY RUINED THE MEETING ROSE AMARA'S POV Kingdom, throne, blood, gold, and power. You have nothing if you don't have any of these. It involves more than just being at the top. No one can touch you or others nearby if you are high enough. Nobody looks at you because they are afraid of being blinded by the non-negotiability you reflect back at them when they do. That’s why I don’t and will never stop.

“And if she’s here, that means Kael’s not dead.” The woman spoke again. “I am Kael’s truth. I am the last flame he couldn’t burn away. I am the Glass.” She lifted her hand The trees shattered, Not exploded. Just splintered. Like ice And from between their trunks stepped figures Pack wolves Long dead, Or… they should be. Liora staggered back. “No,” she whispered. Because among them she saw: Her old Beta, A council elder she’d buried herself, Her first guardian as a child, All glowing faintly, All with mirror eyes.

I looked up. Draven Holt stood atop the wall like he’d been carved there: black hair slicked and gleaming, armor polished to a mirror darkness, stance loose and arrogant. Beside him, Vera cradled the Mirror at her chest like a priestess with a relic, her eyes hollow-lit. The glass wasn’t glass—its surface undulated, catching light like deep water. Every pulse from that not-glass tugged at the bonds inside me, as if threads of me were being wound onto a spool in Vera’s hands.

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As she passed, the rotating shards of glass trailed her, a halo of lethal, reflective teeth. She stopped before the throne”the high, gothic seat of power where the Vampire Council had sat for centuries, orchestrating the slow, calculated harvest of the city. She reached out, her fingers elongating, the skin splitting to reveal the synthetic silver filaments that now pulsed with a rhythmic, heartbeat-like violet light. With a flick of her wrist, she tore the throne from its foundations.

By the time pale dawn light began creeping through the tall windows of Raelthorn Estate, my nerves were shredded and my patience nonexistent. Raelthorn rose from the mountains like something grown rather than built, black stone veined with silver runes, ancient towers carved directly into rock. It wasn’t just a residence. It was a stronghold. A throne wrapped in stone and teeth. I stood at the window when the door behind me opened without a sound. “You’re awake.” Thane’s voice slid down my spine like heat. I didn’t turn. “That implies I slept.” A ghost of warmth brushed the bond, something like amusement. “You were supposed to.”

Paul—or whoever he was—lay there with his throat opened up, eyes staring at the ceiling in a permanent state of shock. Words from my childhood rang in my head: They will find you later. Just stay low. Don’t do anything stupid. Fuck! They had found me. My past had caught up with me. Yes, I, Thalia Thorne, held a secret. I wasn’t human. I was born into the wrong part of the hierarchy. In the Great North, your eyes are your destiny. Gold eyes are Gemini—the royalty. Blue eyes are Capricorn—the servants. But then there are the ones like me. A dark-eyed cub with a cancer mark—an abomination. Black eyes. The ones who didn’t get to live.

"I know." "He's the crown prince of the oldest vampire bloodline on the planet." "I know." "He looked first." like, nora picked up her bag and started walking toward the vehicles. "I know. " she said She tucked it away with everything else. She would need better information before she knew what to do with it. What she did not know couldn't know, standing in that courtyard on her first day on an island she hadn't been able to find on any map was that Caspian Vael had looked at her the same way.