Xander's povTrust.It was the cornerstone of any kingdom.If removed it could send the whole thing to the ground.And right now, mine was crumbling.I stared at all my closest allies in front of me and the paper I had laid out, the voice from earlier whispered something one last time.โTimeโs up.โThe words still echoed in my mind. They werenโt just a threat โ they were a promise. A deadline.And someone I trusted was the one who started the clock.Iโd fought wars. Iโd bled for my people. Iโd made peace with nightmares and walked beside the moon-blessed and the cursed alike.But betrayal?That was a different kind of war.It wasnโt just swords and strategy.It was the whispers behind closed doors. The lies disguised as loyalty. The deadly smiles masked as sweet and kind ones.And this time, I would not be caught unaware.Magnus had betrayed me once, I wouldn't let anyone else catch me off guard so I had a plan.The plan was simple.Too simple, maybe โ but thatโs what made it brillian
Xander's povShe said nothing.Kael stepped between us, disbelief written across his face. โThatโs not possible.โโI didnโt want to believe it either,โ I said quietly. โBut the scouts confirmed it. The moment I saw where the enemy had moved, I knew.โVanessaโs mouth parted. โYouโฆโโI trusted you, you're my little sister.โ I said to Lyra, my voice low. โI cared for you. Protected you. Ava healed you when we rescued you from Magnus. And you sold us out.โShe took a single step back.Not to flee.To think.To decide what mask to wear next.But I saw past all of them now.โWhat did he offer you?โ I asked. โPower? Freedom?โLyra didnโt respond. Her jaw clenched and her hands trembled slightly at her sides.Kaida moved toward her, her wolf rising beneath her skin. โTell us the truth. Now.โLyra closed her eyes.And then she whispered, โI was trying to protect you.โThat made it worse.Because it meant sheโd convinced herself that was the truth.I shook my head. โGuards.โThe doors opened.B
Rowan's POVI didnโt hear a word after the fifth report.Voices droned on and on around the tableโKaelโs updates on border sweeps, Vanessa detailing the shift changes, Ava quietly offering insight on ward security. Xander stood at the head, his expression unreadable, sharp as a blade. But me?I was gone.Somewhere else.Somewhere quieter. Somewhere before.Before the scarf. Before the disappearance. Before the betrayal.Before I had to live with the idea that my twinโmy twinโmight have been feeding our enemy.Lyra.I clenched my fists so hard my nails dug into my palm. The hollow ache in my chest wasnโt just grief. It was a storm. Rumbling and growing. It would soon be unleashed.But not yet.I stood up abruptly. โExcuse me,โ I muttered, stepping away from the table without waiting for permission. No one stopped me. Not even Xander. Not even Ava.They understood.Gods, they understood.I walked through the stone halls of Ashvilleโs war camp like a ghost. The same walls that had once b
Rowan's POVI had always believed that silence was a thing to fear.Growing up, silence in the castle often meant danger. It meant tension. It meant something unspoken was brewing in the shadows waiting to come to light.But tonight, sitting on the floor of my chamber with Kaida beside meโher presence comforting, her hand still clasping mineโ the silence wasnโt suffocating.After the tears had dried up and the storm in my chest had calmed down, I found myself simply staring at kaida.I never understood the comfort people spoke about from their mates but I had always dreamt of it and now that I tasted it, I craved it more than anythingI had cried like a boy, and she hadnโt said anything. Hadnโt judged. Hadnโt pulled away.She stayed.That meant more than any words.The candle on my desk has burnt halfway down, casting soft shadows and golden glow on her. Her eyes were one of the features I loved so much about her, it was filled with so much warmth right now and suddenly the pain in my
Ava's povThe moonlight filtered into our chamber through the talk windows. Everything was quiet. Too quiet.Outside, the war continued in subtle waysโstrategy, training, whispers of what the warriors were anticipatingโbut in here, all I could hear was the sound of the crickets chirping and Xanderโs shallow breathing.He sat at the edge of the bed, his shoulders hunched forward, elbows rested on his knees. It hurt to see him this way with his back hunched forward like the weight of the world was resting there.And maybe it did.I sat up slowly, watching him for a moment, giving him space. His hands were clasped tightly together, knuckles white. His jaw clenched so hard I could see the muscle twitch beneath his skin.โXander,โ I said softly, barely a whisper.He didnโt turn to me.After a while he spoke but his voice sounded distant and hoarse. โI was twelve when my mother died,โ he said. โThe day after Lyra and Rowan were born.โMy heart clenched, and I silently pulled the blanket tig
Rowan's POVThe war room was quieter than usual.It wasnโt for lack of peopleโeveryone who mattered was present. All the alphas from the allied packs, their Lunas, council members, and trusted generals sat or stood in the circular stone chamber, murmuring and glancing at one another. A map of the Shadow Forge was pinned to the center of the strategy table, surrounded by half-filled goblets of wine and war plans scribbled on paper.But the air was thick with something heavier than war.Betrayal.Lyra.My sister.I sat to the right of Xander, who looked like he hadnโt slept all night. His hands were folded in front of him, jaw locked tight, dark circles shadowing his eyes. I knew that look. He was barely holding himself together.I wasnโt doing much better.Lyra.The name echoed inside my skull like a curse I couldnโt shake. My twin. My mirror. I knew her movements like I knew my own. Or at least I thought I did.Until she vanished into the shadows.Until she had failed the test Xander
Rowan's POVThe room erupted like wildfire.Voices rose from every cornerโsharp, angry, confused. All talking above each other. It was total and utter chaos, one that I could barely keep up with.โSheโs a traitor!โโShe could compromise the entire battle plan! If she hasn't already!โโWe cannot risk this! Not again!โโWe gave Magnus mercy, and look where that got usโbloodshed and betrayal!โI tried to breathe, but the walls of the war room felt like they were closing in, every shout a dagger being driven deeper into my skull.Magnus.They kept bringing up Magnus.A man I had stood beside for years. A man weโd all trusted until the moment he shattered that trust with fire and treason.Xander had killed him.And nowโฆ they wanted to know why Lyra was different.Because sheโs not him, my mind screamed.โSheโs his blood!โ one of the alphasโAlpha Alaric of Thornspikeโshouted across the room. โShe carries royal lineage. If she defects permanently, thatโs not just betrayalโitโs treason from w
kaida's povThe war room was loudโtoo loud. Voices were raised and flashed against one another. Everyone wanted to be heard their voices, a mixture of anger and disbelief. My eyes swept the room, but I barely heard what anyone was saying. Not because I didnโt care, but because I was watching Rowan.His shoulders were rigid. His eyesโnormally so warmโwere lost, confused and filled with so much pain and sorrow that hurt me to see him that way.But I understood.I loved Rowan more than anything. And I loved Lyra too, in my own way. She had been the first to welcome me into the inner circle, had laughed with me, helped me adjust to Blackthorn despite the fact that I couldn't speak. She had signed every word to me patiently, never making me feel lesser for being unable to talk. She wasโฆ family.But even love could not change what she had become.Even love could not save her from what she had chosen.And that was the cruelest part of all.My fingers curled tightly around the hilt of my dagg
Lyraโs povI don't know how long we sat there but I had droned out their conversation as I watched the burning fire. Suddenly, I felt the air shift. It wasn't the regular shift.But this time, it was different.Tense. Sharp.I knew why.I could feel it, their eyes were on me.And they deserved answers.I just wasnโt sure I had the strength to give them.Rowan came even closer, a steady wall beside me, his warmth grounding. He hadn't spoken much, just held my hand quietly under the blanket we shared. It shouldโve comforted me more than it did. But the guilt clung to me, curling in my chest like a shadow that refused to be exorcised.I peeped at Ava across the fire, her knees were pulled to her chest, arms loosely wrapped around them. Xander had stood up and was standing just behind her, arms crossed, his gaze unreadable as it flicked from person to personโthough it lingered on me more often than not.I was almost certain I could go the night without a word being said. That theyโd keep
Lyraโs POVThe crackling of the campfire sounded distant just like the faint sound of voices laughing and talking. Familiar voices. Ones that once meant comfort and strength. Now, they sounded foreign and distant, like echoes bouncing off the thick stone walls of guilt I had built around myself.I sat wrapped in my cloak, hood drawn low, body leaning into Rowanโs side. His warmth was steady, grounding. I could feel his heart through the fabric, steady as a drum, but there was a tension in the way he held me. He didnโt trust meโnot entirely. I didnโt blame him.They had every right not to.Ashville was ruined. The war was over. And I had helped start it. They just didn't know that.I didnโt know how to look them in the eyes, not after what I had done.Avaโs laugh echoed through the air, loud and carefree, like birds chirping and singing during the summer. She teased Vanessa about how she once fought her over Xander. Vanessa rolled her eyes but smiled, her fingers tangled with Kaelโs. I
Ava's povThe fire crackled in the center of our circle, its warm glow and embers floating up to the dark sky above us. The scent of roasted meat and earth filled the air. It was the first night in what felt like centuries that I didnโt have to look over my shoulder or hold a weapon while I slept.We had won.The war was over. Zerathos was gone alongside his shadows and forge. It was a tough battle but we won in the end and that's all that mattered. The camp was quiet, solemn in places, and slowly coming back to life in others. Rebuilding had started before the ashes were even cold.Weโd spent the entire day helpingโhealing, carrying, burying. Holding hands that trembled with grief. Offering words to those who could still barely believe theyโd survived. It was exhausting in a new kind of wayโno longer physical, but emotional.And now, for the first time in weeks, we sat around a fire without dread thick in the air. Just six of us. Allies through it all. Survivors of chaos.Ava sat bes
Avaโs POVThe morning after the final battle was a strange kind of quiet. Not silence, exactlyโthere were still murmurs, the crackle of the early fires, the low sobs of those mourning their fallen, and the laughter of those too happy not to laugh. It was a quiet that came after chaos, the kind that felt borrowed, fragile, as if the world was holding its breath, unsure if the war was truly over.But it was.Zerathos was gone. His shadows had dispersed, leaving behind only the smell of ash and blood.I stood at the edge of the ruins that had once been the main part of our camp, the place where strategy was whispered and sleepless nights were passed in tense silence. Now it was littered with broken weapons, scorched earth, and fat too many lifeless bodies.Kael called out names from a growing list, his voice steady despite the tremble in it. Vanessa stood beside him, her hand in his, as they honored each name with a nod and a moment of silence. Rowan knelt by the body of one of his falle
Avaโs POVLyra was a blur of shadows, her body twisting and jerking with the force of a nightmare that had fully claimed her. Her eyes were two hollow pits of blackness, her once vibrant blue eyes now lost beneath an abyss. The very air around her seemed to tremble with the power of Zerathosโ dark magic, and the wail that tore from her throat was not the sound of her voice anymore. It was something ancient, something malevolent, echoing in the very bones of the earth beneath us.Xanderโs blade clashed with hers as she lunged at him again, but there was no recognition in her movementsโjust raw, unfiltered rage. The Lyra I knew, the sister of Rowan, the one who had laughed with me and shared secrets in the quiet corners of our kingdom, was gone.โLyra!โ Rowan screamed, his voice was raw and hoarse, breaking with the anguish of a twin who had just watched his sibling become something unrecognizable. His voice was a beacon of desperation, but it did nothing to stop the creature she had be
Avaโs POVThe ground trembled beneath our feet as Lyra's form charged toward Xander with unnatural strength, the sound of her shrieking filling the air with an unnatural, bone-chilling shrill. Her movements were too fast, too erratic, her body a twisted mockery of the sister I knew. Her eyes, once silver with kindness, now pulsed with an abyssal blacknessโpools of darkness that swallowed any light. She was lost. But I refused to believe it. Not completely. Not yet.โXander, MOVE!โ I shouted, pushing myself forward, my heart hammering against my ribcage. I couldnโt lose him. Not now.Xander barely had time to react before Lyra was upon him, her blades gleaming with malice as they sliced through the air. He barely dodged, the edge of her dagger grazing his shoulder, sending a burst of pain radiating through his body. He growled, backing away, but she was relentlessโher speed matched only by the cold fury in her eyes.โNo!โ I screamed, my voice raw with desperation, but the words were lo
Ava's pov Xander leapt first, ducking low and slashing at Vortharโs legs. The beast snarled and turned, leaving his side open. That was my cue, I lunged, flipping through the air and slamming both daggers into his back. He screamed, bucking like a bull. I held on until he slammed into the wall, crushing me under his weight. I dropped, breath knocked out of me. But Xander was already there, slicing into Vorthar's arm, forcing him to drop me. I hit the ground and rolled, vision spinning. Iโd felt pain before. But this was different. I was using too much light magic too quickly, draining faster than I could replenish. My body wasnโt healing as fast. โAva!โ Xander shouted again. โYou okay?โ โIโm fine,โ I gritted out, but we both knew it was a lie. Vorthar was breathing heavier now. Bleeding, but not enough. โThis isnโt working,โ I said. โWe need something stronger.โ โWe have something,โ Xander said. โThe daggerโthe one blessed by the gods from the light forge. You st
Ava's pov The air shifted. Thick and foul, like rot crawling up my throat. The growl that followed was unlike anything Iโd ever heardโlow, guttural, and layered with something ancient. It didnโt just shake the stone floor beneath our feet; it vibrated through my bones. I reached out instinctively, my hand finding Xanderโs. His eyes were locked ahead, pupils dilated, body coiled tight like a predator seconds away from lunging. From the far end of the ruined tower, something moved. The beast was unlike anything Iโd ever seen. It towered over us, a grotesque creature which was a blend of molten stone, jagged metal, and ancient magic. Its hide glowed with veins of lava, its claws like blackened obsidian swords. Two burning eyes bore into us from beneath a twisted helm of scorched bone, and from its back, massive wings of burning flame unfurled with a hiss. It did not just move. Itslithered, stomped, and snarled all at once. Its hulking form emerged from the shadows, black as
Xander's pov The moment Zerathos disappeared, the battlefield turned into complete chaos. No strategy. No formation. Just war. The creatures he left behindโunhinged, bloodthirsty, unrelentingโdescended on us like a storm of teeth, claws, and dark magic. They werenโt trying to win anymore. They were trying to destroy. Ava dropped from the sky beside me, her wings of light folding into her back, face flushed with power and exhaustion. Her magic had taken a hit, but she was far from done. โAre you okay?โ I asked quickly, barely catching my breath. โFor now,โ she said, her eyes scanning the battlefield. โWe need to fall back and regroup. We canโt win like this.โ โWe wonโt make it if we fall back,โ Kael growled as he appeared beside us, one eye swollen shut, blood streaking down his temple. โTheyโre everywhere.โ โWe hold the line,โ Vanessa said as she hurled a light-forged spear at a charging Revenant, pinning it against a crumbled tree. โWe canโt give them ground.โ Avaโs