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replaced by something equally precise Nora kept her own face exactly as it was. Beside her, Marcus had gone very still in the way she'd already noticed humans went still around the ones with real power. Not fear, exactly. Something more involuntary than that. "Welcome to Vael Academy." Caspian's voice carried without effort. not loud "For those of you attending for the first time you'll find your orientation packets in your rooms. covering housing assignments Read them. All of them. The ignorance of a rule hasn't historically been considered a defense at this institution."

I slipped behind a broken section of wall, pressing myself flat against the stone. The footsteps passed. Two guards. Running. Running. That never happens. Guards don’t run. Not here. Not unless something is very wrong. I waited. Counted slowly in my head. Then I stepped out again. But this time… I didn’t go deeper. I turned back. Because something told me— Whatever was happening tonight… I wasn’t ready for it. Thorne POV The first wolf came from the left. Fast. Silent. Wrong move. I twisted just as it lunged, my claws tearing through its throat mid-air. Blood sprayed across my chest as its body crashed beside me.

Riven reached for her hand. “Whatever it is, you won’t face it alone.” For a moment, Elara allowed herself to believe that. But deep beneath the earth… The old fortress awakened. And somewhere inside it, Lucien opened a forgotten book. A book containing the name of the person who truly began the First War. He traced the name with his finger. “The truth they seek…” A cold smile appeared. “Will hurt them more than any lie ever could.” The candle beside him flickered. Because the next secret was not about enemies.

Xermia recognized the cover of the book and he whispered to Thomas and Sigrid. “Are you seeing what I am seeing?” “What is it?” “If I am not mistaken that is the Covenant book!” Thomas interrupted the man’s page flipping, “I know that book! Where did you get it?” “Oh this book, I got it from a far away place called shut up and mind your business!” The man’s arrogance was getting to Thomas, he was an insult away from a complete breakdown. “Oh here we go! Sorry to keep you waiting.” His index finger surfed across the page as he mumbled the words written. He looked up at the ceiling, repeatedly reciting the incarnation in order to cram it.

They both knew. The war for the crown was over. But the war for survival had just begun. (End of Book 1 - New York Arc) (Start of Book 2 - The Kingdom's Secret)

“Anyway, whatever they were doing, hopefully it’s over now, right? He’s dead. And Calder killed his associates when we got out of there. Whatever their plan was, it’s got to be over now.” I hoped. Christ. Take over the world. Hubris, but…fucking terrifying hubris. Hawthorne and company might have been pretty fucking far from doing any such thing, but how much damage could a group of warlocks do on a smaller scale, working toward a goal like that? Strike that, I knew exactly how much damage, because I’d been part of the wreckage left behind. And so had Nate, for that matter.

I sat in on their planning meeting, answering any questions that I might be able to answer, but mainly just trying to stay in the same room as Bridget to confuse any dark warlocks that may be lurking around. I was listening to their planning and I finally stood up, “Don’t you think the first thing to do would be to interrogate the dark warlocks that the warriors took to the dungeons this morning?” Queen Eden dropped the pencil she was holding, “Did I miss the part where someone told us about this? I may be an angel, but I’m not above saying you guys seriously screwed up. Of course, we should start there. Thank you, Princess Adele, for suggesting that.” I shrugged, “I just figured that would