What Chapter Does Rowan Come Back In Queen Of Shadows Novels & Stories

“You’re the only child of the Zamoras. Neglected no doubt coz you’re a woman, you did all you can to make sure they’ll acknowledge you, so much so that you were the first one to have ever proposed wearing the shadow. It’s funny, I daresay. You were the first one to do such a thing, and yet you’re prowess can’t come closer to Dark—nah ah ah, Rachel, no can do!” A hand formed on Zephaniah’s shadow, which clenched so firmly on the raised arms of the anguish Rachel. Her lips were twitching as she glared at her trying to remove her hands from the shadow but it was nearly impossible. She screamed when the shadow twisted her wrists, her bone crackling as she cursed.

Chapter Ten **ROWAN** I tried to slam the door behind me, not before I heard my mate’s footsteps from behind me. I hated myself for almost hitting her, all from the anger I felt deep inside of me as the memory of his atrocities—him, the man responsible for taking her away from me

The Disappearance Earlier that night, Rowan had stayed behind after their bond ritual. He kissed her temple, whispered, “Rest now,” and she had. But somewhere after midnight, the moon turned blood-orange. And the warding spells on her chamber shattered. She remembered cold hands. Smoke. Eyes that didn’t belong to any of the five heirs. Eyes that shouldn’t exist. 2. The Wolf in the Dark Ava pressed against the base of an old tree, heart thundering. Something prowled in the trees. Not just an alpha—an ancient one.

"One of my many names. But today, I am just a weaver. And you... you are a very messy piece of fabric, aren't you?" He walked over to me, circling me like a predator. He reached out and touched the silver hair at my temple. "The shadow-queen did a hack job on you. She took a memory to save a life, but she left the edges raw. Look at your Knight. He’s unraveling." He pointed to Rowan. I gasped. From Rowan’s chest, a thin, silver thread was trailing out, disappearing into the floor. It was fraying at the end.

“She made you kill my brother, Asher. How can you not want this?” I whispered; my hands flush against his broad chest. My voice was back to normal, but the sickly veins of darkness crawling up my fingers remained. They’d gotten further this time around, creeping past my knuckles and onto the tops of my hands. The Shadows were silent, bloated on Rowena’s blood. There were no whispers of fixing this because this time, the damage was irreversible. Sprawled out in the dirt, covered in her own blood, Rowena muttered, “I didn’t make him do anything.”

The shadows recoiled, shrieking as the light spread. “Rowan!” she gasped, her voice breaking. “It’s too much—” “Keep going!” he shouted over the roar. “We’re almost there!” But she could feel it—something was wrong. The power wasn’t just leaving her—it was feeding on her, burrowing deeper, taking more than she gave. “Rowan—something’s wrong!” He looked up—and froze. The glow beneath her feet had turned black. The light that should’ve sealed the rift was reversing, twisting upward, forming a swirling vortex of shadow.

Because despite everything, I wasn’t like them. "Rowan," I called softly, kneeling beside him. His eyes fluttered open, unfocused at first. Then they locked onto mine, and something shifted in his expression—recognition, disbelief… shame. "You… came back," he rasped. I nodded, my throat tight. "What happened here?" Rowan exhaled shakily, his body trembling. "The Shadowborn. They came in waves. We were… unprepared. The Elders thought… they could hold them off, but… they were wrong." His lips twisted in something like regret. "We were wrong about everything, Elara."

Rowan returned to his seat, picked up his spoon and finished his meal. And somewhere deep within the Haven of Shadows, the wards hummed, not with warning, but with expectation. Because the broken were finding their way home. And this was only the beginning.

At King Helion’s signal, one of the Blasted Ones nearest me untied me from the back and led me down safely into the ground. “And what kind of deal are you talking about, Shadow heir? I guess you did find my long-time pet, Casior to be able to know what we were going to do,” the king said dryly. “I know you are holding my sister hostage! Bring her to us, and we will give you the stone back.” “Hmm, I am up for anything as long as I get the red ruby in the end,” the king said in a sly manner. He looked at one of his men. “Bring the girl here.”