LOGINARAH
She watched as he sat up and pulled out his notebook.
“I’ve spoken to Miss Jessie Greene’s friends. They mentioned she stopped by here a few weeks ago for a…” He flipped through his notes, scratching his temple. “Clover Wish tattoo. Is that correct, Mrs. Ayadi?”
“Yes,” she replied.
“And that’s the same tattoo Paul Hernandez had, correct?”
She nodded, hesitating. As if sensing the question forming in her mind, he added, “The coroner’s of
ARAHEENThe night deepened, and they decided to rest where they were. Kohina placed sigils on the surrounding trees to cloak their aura and scent. It wasn’t strong—given her condition—but at least, compared to sylph sigils, seer sigils blended with nature. Even if trailhounds were nearby, they would struggle to distinguish the scent of her seer power.Everyone fell asleep except Araheen.She made her way toward the river, drawn by the soft murmur of water cutting through the night. The full moon hung high above, its pale light spilling across the clearing and glinting off the surface like scattered silver.She undressed by the bank, drove her sigil needle and phoenix dagger into the trunk of a nearby tree, then stepped into the water.Araheen had already expected it to be cold, but fortunately, she was able to bear it. The river was mild, almost soothing, the current slow and steady as it curled around her legs. S
ARAHEENGildeon shadow-walked them to the mountain. It was only a temporary stop to find food and rest before moving on.While Kohina handed Gildeon spare clothes she had grabbed just before they left the Mad End’s Wall, Araheen took the chance to speak to the two salamanders alone.“I know you’re only here because of your loyalty to Gildeon,” she began. “But truthfully, I wouldn’t be surprised if you chose to side with General Markaus and handed me over to Zephyr after everything I put you through.”“Don’t flatter yourself.” Yadira snorted, sitting on a tree stump as she fixed the strap of her boot. “It’s not the first time enemies have tortured us.”Araheen blinked. “You’ve been captured by sylphs before?”Yadira and Eitan exchanged a brief, unreadable glance, but neither answered.After a moment, Yadira leveled her with an impassive look. “Listen, just because we’re helping you run away from that lunatic sylph clai
ARAHEENShe remembered General Markaus’s face just before everything went black. This memory pulled her back to what Kohina had said before—that the Vulkar’s Rod would allow Araheen to see him.Clearly, the general had been there.Right outside the Grand Castle.Her frown deepened, confusion crossing her face. “You didn’t know about that alliance?”“We had no idea, Araheen,” Kohina said truthfully. “General Markaus’s seer, Tesira, told me about it back at the tower. I don’t approve of it, and I know Gildeon wouldn’t either. I escaped before they could contain me, once they realized I wouldn’t cooperate.” She drew a breath. “Believe me, we were not informed.”Araheen stared at the dry ground. “Why would your general ally with Zephyr?”“Because Zephyr swore to leave us alone.” Gildeon slowly pushed him
ARAHEENConsciousness returned in fragments. A dull ringing filled her ears, as if something had shattered inside her skull. Her body felt heavy, as though she had been struck by something massive and left buried beneath it.What had happened? Memories flashed through her mind—her running back to the castle, aiming for the war command chamber. The heat. The fire. The explosion. Her brooch vibrating, cracking—a surge of protective power enveloping her as the shockwave hurled her away.Araheen tried to move. Nothing responded. Her muscles were weak, and her arms were bound behind her, aching with a deep, numbing strain. Her head lolled to the side, curls falling across her face, her vision blurred and swimming.For a moment, she stayed like that, breathing shallowly, waiting for the haze to clear. When it did, Kohina’s face came into view. She was sitting in front of her.“You’re finally awake,” th
GILDEONHe shifted mid-descent, scales folding away as he took on his dragon-mortal form. By the time he hit the ground near his comrades—who were finishing off the remaining sylphs—he had already returned to his true mortal state.His eyes found Araheen immediately.He moved quickly, barely registering General Markaus nearby as he lifted her from the rubble and laid her on clear ground. His heart hammered as he dropped beside her, scanning for injuries.Nothing critical.Relief settled in, even with her unconscious.His head snapped up, searching for his lieutenants through the chaos.“What happened?” he demanded sharply, his gaze cutting toward Yadira and Eitan. “I told you to get her out of here.”“We tried, Captain,” Eitan said, raking his claws across the throat of a sylph he was engaged with. “But she ran back into the castle.”“I th
NARRATORIn the Crescent Tower…At the distant explosion, Garud snapped upright within her enclosure, and the chains binding her groaned under the sudden strain.She went still.Her amber eyes flared, then bled into a deep, luminous indigo.Something else had taken hold.Suddenly, she slammed her head into the nearest already-fragile column. A second impact followed, her body driving into the wall of the chamber. The sigils carved across its surface flared violently, their light surging as they fought to contain her.Garud shrieked, and she struck again.And again.Each impact sent more fractures racing through the stone. Chunks broke loose, crashing to the floor in a cascade of debris. The sigils flickered erratically, their glow stuttering as lines of power fractured and split. Some shattered entirely—symbols breaking apart and dimming to nothing, their magic extinguished.
ARAHShe could hardly believe what she was hearing. He wanted her to be his wife? To lead an army by his side?The thought of him meeting her for the first time when she was just a child—wanting to groom her like that—was hard to digest.“Why me?” she asked.“You were meant to be mine,” he said sim
GILDEONShock and confusion tore through him like wildfire. Even his dragon spirit stirred uneasily within him. He had already suspected that his real mother wasn’t just an ordinary higher mortal. But to hear the words, Dragon Queen and High Immortal, was almost impossible
GILDEONHe probably shouldn’t have agreed to do just anything to make amends. Out of all the things Arah could’ve asked of him… this was the last thing he expected.“Arah said you’re at least decent in the kitchen.” Tonio stood with his arms crossed, glaring at him
GILDEONIt was already dark when Gildeon pulled into the driveway. He stayed in the car for a while, one hand gripping the wheel as he exhaled deeply, replaying his encounter with Yonah.He still couldn’t believe that the Fallen Immortal had actually shown up and ag







