The air was thick with the scent of blood, earth, and something darker, something ancient that hung just beneath the surface of the world they had come to know. Selene’s heart pounded in her chest, each beat a reminder that time was slipping away faster than she could keep up. The sound of crunching leaves beneath their boots felt like thunder in the silence that had descended upon them, yet no one spoke. There was nothing left to say.They had lost so much.The night was coming fast, the shadow of the moon threatening to swallow the world whole. The storm had passed, but the damage it had left in its wake was irreversible. Selene could feel it, a gnawing presence that lurked at the edges of her thoughts, creeping into her mind like a poison. Her magic pulsed, raw and untamed, just beneath the surface of her skin. She had used it too much, too recklessly. And yet, it was the only thing keeping her alive.Ronan limped beside her, his expression strained as he fought against the weight
The moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the ruins of the old temple. It had been hours since the battle ended, but Selene still couldn’t shake the feeling that something more was coming. The wind whispered through the trees like a voice calling from a distant past, and the air crackled with the remnants of dark magic.Selene stood at the edge of the temple, her hand clutching Ronan’s, her heart racing. The flickering embers of the fire they’d started earlier had burned down to mere cinders. Around them, the once-sacred place had become a battlefield, stained with blood and broken dreams. Cassian was off to the side, his gaze fixed on something in the distance, the lines of tension in his shoulders clear. His instincts were on edge—something wasn’t right.“We should’ve left hours ago,” Ronan muttered, his voice hoarse as he leaned against her for support. His wound had healed, but his body still bore the marks of their struggle. Despite his resilience, he looked worn
The air around Selene was heavy, thick with the tension of what was about to unfold. Her breath came in shallow gasps as she stood before the ancient altar, the symbols etched into the stone glowing faintly in the dim light. The ritual had only just begun, and already, she could feel the power surging through her like an unstoppable force, pulling her in every direction.Ronan stood just behind her, his presence a comforting weight against her back. She could hear the strain in his voice as he muttered something under his breath, but his words were drowned out by the pulsing energy around them.“Selene,” he called, his tone tight with worry. “You don’t have to do this. We can still find another way.”But she shook her head, her eyes locked on the altar before her. The symbols had started to twist and warp, the air growing colder with every passing moment. The forces that had been bound for centuries were now on the brink of being released, and there was no turning back.“I’m the only
The storm had subsided, leaving an eerie stillness in the air. The sky was darkening, the last light of dusk fading beneath the horizon, and the fire from the earlier battle was now nothing more than smoldering embers. The journey ahead felt uncertain, as though the very ground beneath them was holding its breath.Selene sat on the edge of a fallen tree, her fingers tracing the edges of the strange emblem Cassian had found. It was unlike anything she had seen before. The symbol was carved deep into the metal, its intricate patterns swirling like an ancient language. It wasn’t Elias’s insignia, and it certainly wasn’t anything she could recognize.“What do you think it means?” Cassian’s voice interrupted her thoughts. He was standing nearby, his posture tense, scanning the surrounding forest as if the trees themselves might spring to life at any moment.“I don’t know,” she replied, her voice heavy with uncertainty. “But whatever it is, it doesn’t belong to us.”Ronan, leaning against a
The forest was dense, thick with the scent of moss and earth. Every step the group took was muffled by the layers of underbrush, but the oppressive silence around them felt like a warning. As they traveled deeper into the heart of the woods, Selene couldn’t shake the sensation that they were being watched. The shadows seemed to stretch unnaturally, and every gust of wind carried with it the unsettling hum of something dark, waiting.She glanced back at Ronan, whose strong features were etched with something she couldn’t quite place—a quiet tension, a weariness that hadn’t been there before. Beside him, Cassian walked with his usual impassive expression, though Selene had learned to read the flickers of thought behind his eyes. He was more guarded now than he had ever been, and it only made the silence more suffocating.The three of them had been traveling for days, keeping a swift pace through the thick wilderness. The danger was palpable; the Order of Ash was getting closer, she coul
The world seemed to blur around Selene as Elias’s words echoed in her skull like thunder:“He was never yours to save.”“No…” Her voice came out cracked, raw. The torchlight in the cavern flickered wildly, casting warped shadows over her brother’s face. But nothing could distort the cold satisfaction in his eyes.“Where is he?” Selene took a step forward, fury tightening every muscle in her body. “Where is Ronan?”Elias smiled, slow and cruel. “He made his choice. He followed you into the fire, Selene. And like everyone who touches you… he’ll burn.”Before she could move, lightning cracked through the chamber—magic. Her body jerked as power surged toward her, but Cassian was faster. He shoved her to the side, the bolt hitting him square in the shoulder with a sickening thud. He collapsed, groaning in pain.“Cassian!” Selene dropped beside him, but he grit his teeth and waved her off. “I’m fine,” he rasped. “Get to him. Get to Ronan.”Elias raised his hand again, another spell forming
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
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