The air grew deathly still.Even with the stone walls of the stronghold trembling, even with Elias gasping on the floor and Ronan crackling with unstable power beside her, Selene’s attention was locked on the woman who had just emerged from the shadows.She wore a crown of living thorns that pulsed with dark magic, as if feeding from her mind. Her eyes were black as a starless void, skin pale against the blood-red runes etched along her throat. When she moved, the shadows moved with her—like she wasn’t just commanding them, but was part of them.“The vessel,” she murmured again, her voice sweet and sharp like a poisoned blade. Her gaze swept over Ronan, hunger simmering behind it. “I had almost given up hope.”Selene instinctively stepped in front of him.“You’re not touching him.”The queen’s smile deepened. “How darling. Do you even know what he is, little starborn?” Her voice slithered into the corners of the cavern, echoing off the walls. “Your brother thought himself clever, awak
Darkness swallowed the chamber the moment the portal snapped shut.Ronan stood alone, breath ragged, his body trembling beneath the weight of the magic still pulsing inside him. The Queen of Thorns hadn’t moved—she stood amid the chaos, untouched, as though the collapsing ceiling, the fractured earth, and the death of Elias were mere inconveniences.Her gaze found him through the swirling dust.“I expected you to run too,” she said softly, almost disappointed. “Perhaps there’s more of me in you than I thought.”“I’m nothing like you,” Ronan growled.“Not yet.”The Queen lifted one elegant hand, and the stone floor beneath her heels rippled like water. Shadows bled from the cracks, coiling and writhing like hungry beasts.“But you will be.”Ronan’s body surged with heat—light and shadow battling beneath his skin. The transformation Elias had forced on him hadn’t faded completely. It was still inside him, clawing to be unleashed. The Queen’s presence only made it stronger. Louder.She w
Selene’s breath caught in her throat.The forest around her was still, too still. Wind rustled the trees in whispers, but the night held its breath like it knew something was coming.She shot upright from where she’d been resting, her heart pounding with more than just instinct. She had felt it—Ronan’s magic, flaring across the bond that still pulsed beneath her skin like a second heartbeat.“He’s alive,” she whispered again, this time with certainty.Across the campfire, Varian stirred. “You’re sure?”“Yes.” Selene pressed her palm to her chest. “I felt him. His power… and something else. Something ancient.”Cassian groaned nearby, still weak from the earlier battle. His wounds had begun to heal under Selene’s magic, but he hadn’t fully regained consciousness.Varian stood, scanning the dark treeline. “Then we need to move. If you felt him—”“She did too,” Selene finished. Her voice dropped to a whisper. “The Queen.”The shadows in the woods thickened at the mention of her. Selene st
The silence after the battle was heavy, almost sacred.Selene stood at the edge of the ravine, blood drying on her skin, the last wisps of silver fire flickering at her fingertips. The shadow-hounds were gone—burned to ash or scattered into the mist—but their presence lingered like the echo of a nightmare.Cassian slept, his breathing shallow but steady. Varian sat nearby, sharpening his blade more out of habit than need. The tension between them had faded into something quieter—an uneasy understanding. For now, survival demanded unity.But Selene couldn’t rest. Not yet.There was something crawling beneath her skin.A whisper. A touch.Thorns.She pressed a hand to her temple, trying to will away the pressure building behind her eyes. It wasn’t pain—it was something worse. Familiar and foreign. Cold, but intimate.“Are you alright?” Varian asked, watching her closely.Selene hesitated. “I’m not sure.”And then the world shifted.Not the forest.Her mind.It was subtle—barely a flicke
Ronan’s POVThe darkness was suffocating, thick and ever-encroaching, yet it didn’t bother him anymore. It was the silence that gnawed at him—the oppressive, hollow silence that seemed to stretch on forever. He’d long since lost track of how many hours, days, or weeks had passed since he last saw the outside world.His muscles ached with the heaviness of confinement, the chains wrapped around his wrists digging into his skin with every attempt to move. There was no escape.No hope.He couldn’t remember how he had ended up here. The last thing he recalled was the battle—Selene, his promise to protect her, the Queen’s wrath crashing down on them like a storm. And then… nothing. A sharp pain at the back of his head, the world spinning, and the sudden plunge into this dark, endless abyss.He had no idea where he was, only that he was alone.The Queen’s magic was woven into his mind, suffocating his thoughts, twisting his memories. She had stolen his will, placed him in a cage of his own m
Selene stood still, her breath shallow, her heart pounding in her chest. Ronan had finally returned to her—his eyes, once clouded by the Queen’s insidious hold, now glimmered with his true self. The chains that had bound him, both physically and mentally, were shattered. But even in the warmth of their reunion, the fear of what came next weighed heavily on her shoulders.Ronan was free, but they weren’t safe. The Queen would come for them.“You should rest,” Selene murmured, her voice softer than she intended. She wanted to run her hands through his hair, to press him close and never let go, but the moment was far too fragile.Ronan shook his head, his gaze fixed on her with intensity. “I can’t afford to rest. Not when she’s out there.” His voice was hoarse, rough, like he hadn’t used it in ages. The remnants of the Queen’s influence lingered, a shadow still pressing at the edges of his mind.“I’m stronger now,” he continued, though his hands shook slightly as they clenched into fists
The air crackled with tension as the forest around them seemed to hold its breath. Selene’s heart pounded in her chest, her every step echoing in the thick silence that had fallen over the group. Ronan, ever watchful, stayed close, his eyes scanning their surroundings as though the very shadows might come to life.“They’re near,” Selene whispered, her voice barely audible against the rustling of the wind. She could feel the Queen’s presence growing stronger, a dark energy that seeped through the earth and into the sky. The Queen’s pursuit was relentless, and it was only a matter of time before they were trapped.“Stay close,” Ronan muttered, his hand brushing against her arm, a silent reassurance. His touch lingered for a moment longer than necessary, and Selene could feel the heat of his skin against hers. The connection between them, born of shared battles and secrets, had deepened in ways neither of them had anticipated.But there was no time to think about that now. The path ahead
The air was thick with the scent of impending storm. The sky above them was a bruised purple, swirling with dark clouds, as if the very heavens were responding to the chaos below. Selene’s heart thudded in her chest, each beat a reminder of the danger that clung to them like a shadow. She could feel it—the weight of every step, every decision pressing her forward. But no matter how hard she fought, the darkness seemed to creep ever closer.Ronan’s power was failing. She could see it in the way his hands trembled, the way his eyes lost their sharp edge, as though the magic coursing through him had begun to turn against him.“Ronan,” she whispered, her voice tight with worry. “You need to focus. You can’t—”“I know,” he rasped, his voice barely audible. His breath came in short, shallow bursts, and Selene could see the strain on his face, the way his jaw clenched as he struggled to control the growing storm inside of him.“I can’t stop it, Selene,” he said, his voice cracking. “It’s too
The sky was painted with the deep shades of twilight as the moon rose higher, casting its ethereal glow over the land. The world felt suspended in time, as though everything had led to this moment—this decision. Selene stood at the edge of the cliff, the wind tugging at her hair, her thoughts as turbulent as the sea crashing below. The weight of the world pressed heavily on her chest. She had never imagined that the final choice would come down to this: the past, the present, and the uncertain future.Behind her, Ronan stepped closer, his presence as steady as ever, like a shadow that had been following her all this time, but never once imposing. His soft breath on the back of her neck made her shiver, but not from fear—more from the deep, unspoken connection that had been growing between them. It was real. It had always been real, even when she had denied it.“Selene,” Ronan’s voice was calm, but there was an edge to it, as if he too had been waiting for this moment to arrive. “You d
Selene’s heart ached as she stared at Kael, standing across from her, his face a storm of emotions. His eyes—once filled with a deep affection for her—now held a raw intensity that could have broken a weaker soul. She knew the hurt was there, the pain of her choice, and yet she couldn’t bring herself to change it.Ronan, standing just behind her, was silent, his gaze flickering between her and Kael. He had sensed the tension thick in the air since Selene’s confession, but the silence between them now was more deafening than any words could have been.“Kael,” Selene began, her voice trembling despite her attempts to remain strong. She took a tentative step toward him, but he recoiled, a flicker of something darker passing over his features.“Save it,” Kael snapped, his voice cold. “I get it. You chose him.” His hand clenched into a fist, and his body seemed to vibrate with the energy of the anger he was trying so hard to suppress. “But don’t think for a second that you’ve gotten rid of
The night air hung heavy with unspoken words as Selene stood in front of the gathered group, her heart racing. Ronan stood beside her, his hand resting lightly on her arm, a silent show of solidarity. It had taken them days to come to this moment, the decision to make their relationship public. They could no longer hide the truth from the people closest to them. It was time to stop living in the shadows.Selene took a deep breath. She had always known this day would come, but that didn’t make it any easier. Her gaze swept over the faces of their group—Cassian, who had a concerned frown on his face; Varian, who was unusually quiet; and Kael, standing a little to the side. His expression was unreadable, but his body language spoke volumes. His arms were crossed, his eyes darkened with what she could only guess was a mixture of hurt and confusion.“I—I have something I need to say,” Selene began, her voice shaking slightly despite her best efforts to stay composed. “I’ve spent a lot of t
The sound of hooves pounding against the earth echoed through the forest, a rhythm that matched the tumultuous beating of Selene’s heart. The starlit night above them seemed distant and cold as the moonlight painted their path, glistening against the bloodstained earth beneath her boots. She had barely been able to keep up with the group, the pain in her side flaring every time she moved too quickly. But she had to keep going.They had faced the onslaught together, survived the siege—barely—but now, the battle was far from over. The deeper conflict within her burned just as fiercely. The weight of her indecision was suffocating.She could still feel the sensation of Ronan’s healing hands, the way his magic had wrapped around her wounds, his power infusing her with an energy that had been so foreign, yet so welcome. But it wasn’t just the healing that lingered. It was the touch, the warmth of his presence that made her heart flutter against her will. And then there was Kael—silent and
The clang of steel and the cries of battle filled the air as Selene stood at the front, her eyes scanning the chaos that had erupted on the battlefield. Her heart beat in rhythm with the violence, and though every instinct screamed at her to retreat, she stood her ground. Her people needed her. Ronan was by her side, his eyes fierce but weary as he struck down another of the invaders, his strength finally starting to wane. But he was determined, and Selene could feel his resolve fueling her own.“Stay close!” she called out, her voice steady despite the tension in the air. “We’re not losing this!”Kael, his movements swift and dangerous, rushed forward, cutting down an enemy soldier who tried to flank them. Cassian was close behind, his usual smirk replaced with a grim expression as he took charge of a separate line of defense. The air crackled with tension, every movement sharp, deliberate. The battle wasn’t just a fight; it was survival.Selene’s mind raced through strategies, calcu
The air was thick with tension, every heartbeat echoing like war drums across the crumbling temple grounds. From her vantage point atop the weather-worn balcony, Selene watched the horizon darken—not with clouds, but with the approaching horde.The siege had begun.Below, Kael barked orders, still limping from his last encounter but determined to defend what little ground they had left. The allies they’d gathered—rogue wolves, witches who had once served in hiding, a handful of humans brave or foolish enough to fight—moved in hurried unison, preparing barricades and traps. But the numbers were not in their favor.Selene turned at the sound of approaching footsteps. Ronan stood there, quiet but intense, his gaze locked on the distant army.“They’re moving faster than expected,” he said. His voice was steady, but Selene caught the flicker of tension behind his eyes. “Your brother isn’t wasting time anymore.”“Elias never did,” she murmured, jaw clenched. “But he’s more desperate now. He
The forest still echoed with the chaos they had barely survived. Selene’s hands trembled as she clutched Kael’s shoulder, his blood staining her fingertips. The kiss they had shared—born of desperation, confusion, and something deeper—still lingered between them like a ghost. But it was the man standing just beyond them, cloaked in shadow and moonlight, that stole all the air from her lungs.Ronan.He was bare-chested, panting, blood smeared across his chest, his golden eyes still glowing faintly with the remnants of his transformation. Fury burned in their depths, but so did heartbreak. And betrayal.“Ronan…” Selene’s voice cracked. She took a step toward him but stopped when he flinched ever so slightly, his jaw clenching.Kael groaned beside her, struggling to sit upright. “You know him?” he asked, voice raw.Selene didn’t answer.Ronan took a step forward, his gaze locked on Kael, who still lay weakened on the forest floor. “You kissed him.”It wasn’t a question. It was an accusat
The air crackled with tension as Selene stood before the two men—Kael, weak and recovering, his breaths shallow, and Ronan, standing tall and cold, a shadow of the man she once knew. Her heart hammered in her chest, a storm of emotions crashing inside her. Ronan’s gaze was hard, his jaw clenched tight. His return was unexpected, but now that he was here, everything had changed.Selene stood frozen, her hand still resting on Kael’s shoulder, her eyes wide in disbelief. Her mind couldn’t catch up with the scene unfolding before her. The man she had thought lost forever was here, standing just feet away from her, though so much had changed. So much had happened.Ronan’s cold eyes scanned her, the expression unreadable. For a moment, it was as if the world had come to a standstill. The fierce urgency of the battle, the destruction surrounding them, even Kael’s ragged breaths, all faded into the background.“Ronan…” her voice barely a whisper, barely a breath of air escaping her lungs. Her
The air was thick with tension as Selene crouched beside Kael, trying to steady her breath. The sound of pounding footsteps echoed through the dense forest, growing louder with each passing second. She could hear the snarls of the enemies, their vicious growls almost drowning out the rhythm of her heartbeat. Her body ached from exhaustion, but she pushed through the pain, desperate to protect herself and Kael.“Kael…” she whispered, her voice hoarse with fear. “We need to move. They’re coming for us.”Kael’s eyes, once fierce and filled with fire, now flickered with weariness. He was still partially transformed, the edges of his wolf-like features barely visible beneath his skin. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he stood, leaning heavily on the tree beside him.“I’m… not sure how much longer I can keep this up,” Kael admitted, his voice strained. “But we have to hold them off… for a little longer.”The ground trembled as the enemies drew nearer, their presence like an overwhelming shad