GILDEON
There was no point in denying ownership of the cabin, much less pretending he wasn’t behind the entire spectacle. But the fact that Durante hadn’t mentioned an accomplice yet was a relief. They either hadn’t noticed Roselia, or she was simply good at staying hidden. Still, Gildeon needed to tread carefully. He couldn’t afford to expose her—whether to witches or anyone else.
He began piecing together a believable excuse in his head, but he couldn’t give in just yet.
“What’s the obstruction of justice charge for?” Gildeon asked, knowing it was a stalling tactic, but needing the answer all the same.
He expected pushback, but it didn’t come. Instead, Durante opened the folder again, revealing more photos: Plumber Paul’s body from the coroner’s office, a dead blonde girl lying on the shore, and then solo shots of both of their fading Clover Wish tattoos.
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ARAHShe sprang to her feet, skin prickling with a sudden wave of unease. She didn’t know who the man in the white suit was, but every instinct screamed threat. He hadn’t come here as a friend. He didn’t look like a tourist, either. There was something about him—something cold, practiced, dangerous—that made her want to run and not stop.Finn rose as well, much calmer than she was, stepping slightly forward as if to position himself between her and the stranger.“Do you know him?” she asked, eyes flicking to Finn. Maybe this guy was after him.But then her gaze shifted to Mabel, who was still refusing to meet her eyes—and Arah knew, right then, that this was about her.“I appreciate your assistance in locating her, Mrs. Torres,” the man said, addressing Mabel.Arah’s eyes narrowed. She noticed Mabel’s fingers briefly graze her shoulder—the same spot where the man’s hand had rested just moments ago.If Arah had to gues
GILDEONThat afternoon, after his last class was canceled, he felt an urge to swing by Roselia’s place. The witch had returned. He could sense her energy pulsing faintly from the workshop. Confirming it through his dragon sight, he strode straight inside.The smell hit him first—a heady mix of herbs and simmering animal bones that burned the inside of his nose.“I told you to see me the second you returned,” he growled low.Roselia stopped stirring the cauldron and spun to face him. He froze at the sight of her eyes that had turned eerily white.“What happened?” he demanded, the hardness in his voice cracking with worry. Whatever this was, it didn’t look like something magic could simply mend.Roselia’s hand swept across the table, searching until her fingers brushed a chair. She pulled it out and lowered herself onto it with quiet control.“I found other witches abroad,” she said. “We worked together to locate the br
ARAHShe drove to the other side of the island—somewhere no one would recognize her. But more than anything, it was to make sure Gildeon wouldn’t find her too quickly if he decided to follow. Her phone rang a few times before she powered it off completely.Arah ended up at a quieter beach. A few locals lounged under trees, chatting. Children splashed in the shallows, their laughter distant but warm. The sand wasn’t as white as the sand from the tourist spots, but it was just as soft beneath her hands. She sat down and stared out at the horizon.The sky was beginning to change. Muted shades of copper and bruised violet stretched across the clouds. The hue felt heavy, like the weight pressing down on her chest.The wind was still reacting to her restraint anger, tugging at her hair in restless gusts. But here, it blended into the stronger afternoon breeze—easier to lose, harder to trace.She took a long breath and closed her eyes, bi
ARAHShe padded toward the edge of the porch, her footsteps feather-light on the wooden planks as she strained to listen.“I can’t bear staying under the same roof as the enemy anymore,” Yadira said, her words stinging Arah’s chest. “The sooner the Captain gets his Awakening, the better.”Her breath caught. Awakening? Gildeon had never mentioned anything about that. What did it even mean? Was it like accessing the Dark Plane?“These things take time, Yadira,” Eitan replied.“How long?” the female lieutenant snapped. “Why isn’t it working yet? Captain said he’s already coupled with the sylph several times.”A flush crept up Arah’s neck. The word ‘coupled’ may have sounded clinical in Earthland, but the implication landed clearly. But why would Gildeon share stuff about their sex life with his comrades?“Even Capt
ARAHShe wanted to run after Mabel and explain herself, but Cora grabbed her arm, shaking her head.“Give her time,” she said. “What you told her isn’t something she’s going to believe right away. Besides, you just admitted to making her a widow on her wedding night.”Arah sighed, clutching her collarbone as she watched Mabel storm off through the window.“Gotta give it to you,” Cora said. “I didn’t think you’d actually say it to her.”Arah sank into the couch. “I didn’t want to lie. And honestly, I wanted to see how she’d react. I needed that.”Cora sat beside her. “You’re planning to alter her memories, aren’t you?”Hearing it out loud made her stomach twist. She looked down and gave a small nod, shame creeping in. She had hurt their friend, knowing full well she could just erase it afterward.Cora exhaled deeply and leaned back into the couch. “It’s a shitty thing to do, I’ll tell you that,” she said. “I sti
ARAHThey’d been productive over the past several days. Gildeon had been training her, Yadira, and Eitan in combat. They didn’t know exactly when Commander Haemos’s forces would arrive, but they had to be ready for anything. Ghulik was still in hibernation, and Roselia was still abroad, so for now, they only had each other to rely on.At the same time, they were helping the two lieutenants adapt to human life. Both Eitan and Yadira had deserted and would be branded traitors back in Shamibar. Staying on Earthland was their safest option now. And if they were going to live here long-term, they had to learn how to navigate the world of lower mortals.Eitan had picked things up fast. He was always eager, always curious. Everything blew his mind—TVs, coffee makers, smartphones... He called it all human magic, and said it was more impressive than the kind the higher mortals possessed.Arah had to agree. Most of the magic sylphs and salama