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We were in this together, at least for now. The Emperor stood. “Enough. The alliance holds for today. But remember, Darius... weakness will not be tolerated.” As the crowd began to disperse, Seraphina leaned closer to me one last time. “Watch your back, little sister. The real game starts when the lights go out.” She walked away, hips swaying. Darius came to my side, breathing hard, blood staining his tunic again. “You handled her well.” I touched his injured shoulder lightly. “You’re bleeding again.”

“Not there. Not ever.” But even as I said it, I knew my protest was just that—words. Symbols don’t mean much when a man like Marcelo decides to erase them. My eyes drifted to the broken shards of my phone. Pieces of glass sparkled under the dim light, like tiny stars scattered across the rug. My chest ached. That phone had been my lifeline—my way to wire money back to my mother, to Fae. To make sure they ate. To keep them alive while I played Elena’s shadow.

That authoritative tone made me wince. Shit. “Hey, Alpha. Miss me?” “Shadow, come back now.” “Give me one hour.” “I swear I’m gonna have a talk with the witch.” That time, Zarah came back with the bottle of wine. “You know where my loyalty lies, Alpha. I love Shadow more than you. Now, let us dine in peace, and I will send her back to you in one piece.” He breathed deeply, probably trying to control his rage. “Fine.” The call ended, and I felt Zarah’s gaze on me. “Just say it.”

"Or I used to." Marcus stepped forward. He looked different than Lyra remembered. Older. Harder. There were lines around his eyes that hadn't been there before. But he didn't look guilty. He didn't look sorry. He didn't look like a man confronting the mate he'd betrayed. He looked annoyed. Like she was interrupting something important. Like she was being rude by showing up at his party. "You're back early," he said. His voice was calm. Too calm. "We weren't expecting you."

“You’ve earned your life for today. But do not mistake this for equality. You are still leverage. And now I will watch you even more closely.” He turned and left. The door shut again. I sat down on the edge of the bed, placing my hand over my stomach. Tonight, the Shadow saved the Lion. And the war had only just begun.

"Do you not see? The Heart will destroy you." "Maybe," Elena said, her voice steady despite the fear in her chest. "But I’d rather be destroyed than let you win." The shadow lunged again, but this time, it collided with the Heart’s barrier. The light grew brighter, pushing it back and illuminating the entire shrine. The shadow retreated, its voice echoing through the shrine. "This is not over. You may have won this battle, but the war is far from finished." As its presence faded, the group collapsed to the ground, exhausted but alive. The shrine was silent once more, the carvings glowing faintly in the aftermath.

Chandler's legs gave way, and he sank to the floor. He stared blankly at the blood-covered flesh on his hand, murmuring, “It’s really her, it’s really her… “How could this happen?” He asked as he gazed at Ben, his eyes bloodshot, panic and anger surging within him. With a wave of his arm, he sent everything nearby crashing to the ground. Then, he seized Ben’s collar. “Bring me all the data on A167!” His voice trembled as he sank into despair. “Wasn’t it said that the special drug was supposed to be effective?”

“But you can’t stay here, either. I’ll hold it back long enough for you to escape.” “No!” Lena cried, her grip tightening. “We’ll find another way. Together.” --- In a final act of defiance, Lena and Lucan combined their energy, their marks glowing brighter than ever before. The shadow retreated as the light rushed outward, swallowing it up. They appeared to have won for a second. The voice of the shadow became a faint murmur, and its presence waned. But the cost was immediate. The strain of the energy left Lucan collapsing into Lena’s arms, his strength fading.

"But we got it done. Let's get back." Back at the base, the team regrouped, their faces etched with exhaustion but determination unbroken. Finn stood at the command table, his device projecting a map of the Wastes. Several of the clusters had been neutralized, but a new, larger signal had appeared. "The Shadow's consolidating its power," Finn said, his voice heavy. "This new signal… it's massive. Whatever's there, it's the next big fight." Ruby's gaze hardened. "Then we hit it before it gets any stronger."

“We break them here, or we don’t leave this hall.” The fighting surged again, a wave of steel and fury. And in the center of it all, Eolan’s shadow rose higher than it ever had before—black and jagged against the torchlight, more beast than man. The Creed had come for him, but tonight, they would learn the price of hunting the Shadow Heir.