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Chapter 16: Into the Abyss
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The silence was deafening. Adrian stood frozen, his face ashen, his body rigid, his eyes glowing with a furious, yet controlled, fire. The weight of the last few moments—of Lena’s betrayal, of the realization that she was no longer his—hung heavy between them like a shadow too dark to escape. Lena’s pulse thundered in her ears as she stood across from him, the distance between them wide, almost unbearable. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, yet something deeper—a strange, instinctive pull—held her grounded in place. No matter how far apart they stood physically and emotionally, she couldn’t shake the feeling that they were irrevocably intertwined. "Adrian…" Her voice trembled, but she refused to let him see her fear. "Please…" He didn’t speak for a long time. Instead, his gaze bore into her, like he was searching for the woman he thought he knew, the woman he trusted. His eyes softened for a brief, agonizing moment. But then th
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The world around Lena was spinning. The weight of her memories pressed down on her chest, making it hard to breathe. She gripped the fabric of Adrian’s shirt, her body trembling in his arms.“I was his,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.Adrian’s grip tightened around her, his breath hot against her temple. “You are not his.”But the truth was undeniable now. She had stood in a grand hall, had pledged herself to Lucien, and had belonged to him in ways she didn’t yet understand.The realization made her stomach churn.She pulled back, searching Adrian’s face. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked like it might shatter. His golden eyes burned with something raw—something dangerous.“I should have known,” he muttered. “The way he’s drawn to you, the way he claims you.” His fingers curled into fists. “He isn’t just hunting you. He’s reclaiming you.”Lena shook her head. “No. No, I don’t—”The air around them thickened.A cold, suffocating presence slithered into the room. The can
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Lena awoke to the sensation of weightlessness.Her body drifted, caught between currents of golden fire and endless shadow. The air was thick—charged with magic—yet there was no ground, no sky. Just the strange, shifting void that surrounded her.Panic clawed at her chest. Where was she? Where were the others?She turned sharply, searching—And there, not far from her, Cassian floated, his dark cloak rippling in the unseen winds. His sword was still clutched tightly in his grasp, the silver blade reflecting the strange, flickering glow around them.“Cassian!” Lena called out, but her voice barely carried. It was swallowed by the void, dissipating as if the space itself refused to sound.Cassian’s eyes snapped open, and he immediately twisted in midair, reaching for her.Their hands met, fingers locking.The moment their skin touched, a shockwave rippled outward—light and darkness colliding in a crackling burst.A deep rumble echoed from somewhere in the abyss.Lena flinched as the spa
