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Elara’s POVThe ropes cut into my wrists as Harrow dragged me up the rocky path. My legs barely moved, every step heavier than the last. Blood crusted on my face. My mouth tasted like iron and dust. Dorian walked a few feet ahead, too quiet, too calm. That smirk still haunted his face like he knew something I didn’t—and it was only a matter of time before I found out.I coughed. “Where… are you taking me?”Dorian didn’t slow down. “You’ll find out soon enough.”I didn't like the sound of that. Nothing Dorian ever says puts me in a comfortable position.He near killed me earlier and whatever made him stop must be really important.The wind howled through the narrow cliffside trail. Fog clung to the mountain like a warning, thick and unwelcoming and I shivered.I stumbled, knees giving way for a moment. Harrow yanked the rope tighter, forcing me forward.“You didn’t kill me,” I said, voice hoarse. “Is this why?”Dorian turned slightly. The setting sun lit half his face in gold, the ot
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Elara’s POVI couldn’t move.The light from my eyes still burned, too bright, too unnatural. I wasn’t even blinking—just wide open, glowing, trembling as this thing inside me clawed to get out. I didn't even know what it was. My limbs jerked again, and the chanting filled the air like a tidal wave swallowing me whole.Someone touched my shoulder. I flinched.“It’s okay,” Jacob murmured, kneeling beside me like a priest comforting the possessed. “Let it happen.”“No—” My voice cracked as my throat dried up. “I’m not your key.”Jacob didn’t flinch. He didn’t argue. He just gave me that same maddeningly calm smile. The one I wanted so much to punch out of his face.“You are, Elara. You always have been. You were born for this.”Pain lanced through my back like a whip. I cried out, dropping forward on my hands. Every nerve screamed. It felt like something was trying to rip through my spine. My heart raced, thudding violently against my ribs.I gasped. “What are you doing to me?!”Kieran
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Andrew’s POVThe night air felt colder than usual as we stood at the edge of the clearing. The trees loomed like quiet guards, and the full moon burned white-hot above us, casting shadows across the grass. I stood still, my hands clenched into fists at my sides, the tension in my chest tight like a loaded crossbow, ready to be released.Michael stood a few feet away, arms crossed, eyes on Lora. Greg lingered by the tree line, silent, scanning the perimeter like he expected something—someone—to burst from the dark at any second.But all I could see was Lora.She stood barefoot in the center of the clearing, a pale chalk circle drawn around her with ancient runes scratched into the dirt. Her long coat billowed slightly in the wind, and in her hands, she held a silver dagger. The tip gleamed like ice. She was whispering something under her breath, the words too old for me to understand, but the tone sent a chill down my spine.“Is it supposed to be this quiet?” I muttered to Michael, m
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Andrew’s POVThe fire crackled between us, casting sharp shadows against the trees. The forest was still, but not in a peaceful way. It felt like the calm before the storm. Like a string pulled too tight.Lora sat on a log, arms wrapped around herself, face pale and pinched. She hadn’t spoken much since the ritual. Not that I blamed her. Whatever she’d seen when she reached out to the Moon Goddess had shaken her to the core.Michael paced behind her, chewing the inside of his cheek. Greg was sharpening his blade again, even though he’d already done it three times since we set up camp. And me? I couldn’t sit still for more than a minute.“She said they took Elara,” I muttered, mostly to myself. “But didn’t say where.”Michael finally stopped pacing. “She was about to. You saw it. Whatever connection she had just… snapped.”“Yeah,” Greg said, not looking up. “Snapped. That’s what’s bothering me. It’s like something yanked her out of the trance. Something strong.”“Or someone,” I added.
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Andrew's POVThe woods stretched endlessly around us, the trees thick with shadows. The air hung heavy, and still. Too still. Like the forest was holding its breath.We had been walking for hours, moving deeper into the heart of the woods. The others had fallen silent after Lora’s last words—after she saw the Blood Moon mark on my chest. The urgency had settled between us like a weight. None of us knew what it meant, but we all knew one thing: it wasn’t good.Michael kept glancing over his shoulder, his brow furrowed. He’d said almost nothing since we left the camp. Greg’s grip on his blade had tightened to the point where his knuckles were white, and Lora—well, she kept her distance. She was still shaken by the vision, still trying to process everything she’d seen. But I couldn’t blame her. Hell, I couldn’t even process it myself.I’d kept the mark hidden from the others. I didn’t know how to explain it to them. How do you explain something you don’t even understand? The pain had
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Michael’s POVThe moment that robed bastard turned and ran, instinct kicked in. My boots hit the dirt before I could even think. Andrew was already ahead, tearing through branches like they were paper. Lora and Greg were on either side of me, breath tight, hearts pounding. None of us said a word—we didn’t need to. We were locked in. Focused.The figure moved fast, but he wasn't trying to hide. That’s what bothered me. He wanted us to follow. And we were falling right into it.“He’s leading us somewhere,” Lora called out, leaping over a fallen tree. “This isn’t random.”“No kidding,” I muttered, ducking a low branch. Sweat slipped down my spine. My lungs burned. The insignia on his back, flashed every time he twisted between trees. It seemed like something shiny was added to it to make it that way. I couldn’t tear my eyes from it.Andrew rushed ahead, silent but furious. I knew that look in his eyes—wild, desperate. Since Elara was taken, he hadn’t been the same. None of us had. But
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Greg’s POV“What the hell do you mean you’re going alone?”My voice bounced off the walls of Andrew’s office, sharper than I intended, but I didn’t care. I slammed the door shut behind me, barely keeping my temper in check. Michael and Lora were already inside, both looking like they would rather be somewhere else than here. I felt tired, furious, and completely blindsided.Andrew stood near the window, back turned, his hands clenched behind him like he was holding himself together with sheer will. The faint glow from outside caught the edge of his jaw, highlighting the tension in his on his face.He didn’t answer.I took a step forward. “You’re seriously going to walk into a cult’s sanctuary, filled with lunatics who want to raise a god through Elara—by yourself? No backup? No plan? Just vibes?”He turned slowly, expression calm. Too calm. That was the scary part.“I’m not asking for your permission, Greg.”Michael scoffed. “No, you’re not. You’re just announcing your own funeral a
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Elara’s POVThe torches burned low, casting long shadows against the stone walls. Their heat didn’t reach me. I was freezing, barefoot, and dressed in something between a robe and a rag, the sleeves torn, the hem dragging along the damp ground. My hands were tied behind my back, wrists rubbed raw from the ropes. The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air, mingling with something older. It made my insides clench as the scent assaulted me.I stood in the center of a circle etched into the floor, the grooves filled with something black and slick. I didn't know if it was blood, or something worse. Candles lined the edges. Hooded figures chanted in low, guttural tones that made my stomach twist.Kieran stood just beyond the circle, face painted in red and gold symbols, his smile as sharp as a blade.“Why are you doing this?” I hissed.His grin widened. “You know why.”“I don’t,” I snapped. “You keep saying I’m the key, the vessel, the… whatever. But I’m just me. You’ve got the wro
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Elara’s POVBranches clawed at my arms as we pushed through the forest, the moonlight barely cutting through the thick canopy overhead. My lungs burned. Every breath tasted like smoke and blood.Andrew’s weight leaned heavier and heavier against me, his steps sluggish, and uneven. He hadn’t spoken in minutes. I could feel the fever radiating off him.“Just a little further,” I whispered, mostly to myself. “Come on, stay with me.”It was crazy how our positions switched. The main reason why he was caught in this mess is to help me. Now, I was the one doing the helping.Luckily that stupid beast left after doing it's work leaving me with a very sick Andrew. I didn't know how far Michael and Lora had to go in order to get help.Noticing he hadn’t responded, I looked down as his grip on me loosened.“Andrew?” I stopped and turned, my heart hammering. “Hey. Look at me.”He swayed. His eyes blinked, unfocused. Then he crumpled.“No—no, no, no.” I dropped with him, catching his head before i
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Andrew’s POVI didn’t think anything could shake me after everything we’d been through—Elara’s capture, the cult, the blade meant for my heart. But the thing crawling out of that seal wasn’t from this world.It was born from nightmares. A monster made of shadows and dark moon magic.It stretched as it rose, black tendrils spilling off its limbs like smoke, jaws clicking with bone and fangs. Its eyes locked onto us, glowing red-hot—rage, hunger, purpose.It was like it had a personal issue to settle with us.“Elara,” I said, backing up slowly, “we need to move.”She didn’t answer. She looked dazed, one hand clutching her chest like it hurt to breathe.“Elara,” I tried again, louder this time.She blinked hard, snapped back, and turned to me. “I can’t feel it.”“What?”“The bond. It’s gone.” Her voice cracked. “I—I think Jacob finished the ritual.”Shit. That explained the weakness in her posture, the pale cast to her skin. We didn't have time. The last thing I want is to be caught in t
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Andrew’s POVElara didn’t stab me.Despite my unwavering trust in her, I could've sworn she wanted to gut me with the knife.She stabbed the cultist to my left—clean through the ribs.The robed bastard choked on his own breath, eyes wide, blood pooling from his mouth as he collapsed.And just like that, everything just seemed to go to shit as commotion broke out around us.Screams rang out in the still air. Chants siezed as every head turned and eyes snapped open towards our direction.Someone shouted, “She’s turned!”I didn’t need more time to think. My chains were half-broken the moment they stopped chanting. It seemed like they were using magic to contain me. The pulse in my chest hadn’t stopped. It was like a second heartbeat, wild and growing louder in my ear.I wrenched my right arm free with a roar, ignoring the tear of metal against skin. The pain meant nothing anymore. The moment Elara turned that blade, I knew—we were going to live or die together.“Elara!” I shouted.She s
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Elara’s POVThe blade felt colder than it should have.Slick handle. Sharp edge.They’d placed it in my hand like it belonged there. Like I’d been born to wield it.My fingers closed around it on instinct, but my heart—fates, my heart refused. It pounded hard enough I thought it might split open my chest.Andrew’s eyes locked on mine, blood dripping down the curve of his jaw. He didn’t speak. Didn’t beg. Just looked at me, like he always had—steady, unflinching, and maddeningly full of love.Kieran stood behind him, watching like a predator admiring his own trap as Jacob came around to stand beside him.“This is the moment,” Jacob said, his voice low and coaxing. “Where the universe balances itself. You break the anchor, Elara, and disaster becomes your throne. You hesitate… and it becomes your grave.”I stared at Andrew. His breathing was shallow. His shirt clung to his chest, soaked in sweat and blood. And his mark—it pulsed like it had a heartbeat of its own through his torn shirt.
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Andrew’s POVThe chanting started slow.Low. Rhythmic. Like a heartbeat echoing in the belly of a beast.I sat with my back to the cold stone wall, chains digging into my wrists. My blood had dried hours ago, stiff and sticky against my skin, but the real pain wasn’t in the cuts or the bruises.It was inside.The mark on my chest that recently appeared burned like it had just been carved. A deep, pulsing throb that synced perfectly with their damn chants. Every beat made it flare hotter. Sharper.I gritted my teeth, flexing against the restraints. Useless.They’d done their homework.Silver links.Wolfsbane laced through the shackles.But they didn’t know everything. They didn’t understand what the mark meant—not really. Not what it did to a person. To me.To Elara.I shut my eyes, trying to hold her face in my mind. Before the rituals. Before the chaos. Before I let my own pain turn me into something she couldn’t reach.And then I heard his voice.Kieran.“I’d say it’s good to see yo
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Lora's POVThe fire wasn’t normal. It wasn’t the kind that crackled in fireplaces or flickered in campfires.It was alive, red, deep and pulsing like blood. It didn’t just burn. It seemed to breathe.I stood at the edge of it, frozen, and unable to do a thing while I watched it wrap around her. Elara. Her skin was streaked with ash, her hair wild and tangled, eyes wide and wet with something too painful to name. She wasn’t screaming.She was whispering.“Lora…”Her voice barely reached me through the heat. But I heard it. Goddess, I felt it.“Please…”The flames swallowed her whole.I woke up screaming.I shot upright, lungs dragging for air like I’d been drowning. Sweat drenched my skin, my nightshirt clinging to me like a second layer of skin. My heart slammed against my ribs, and for a second, I wasn’t even sure where I was.The dream still clung to me like smoke. It was thick, choking, and inescapable.“Elara,” I whispered into the dark.I didn’t bother grabbing a robe. I rushed
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Elara’s POVThe drums pounded through the courtyard like war cries. The smell of burning herbs and ash filled the air, thick and heavy, like it had a weight of its own. The cultists circled the altar, chanting words older than the land we stood on. Each voice layered over the next, rising into a sound that didn’t feel human.And above it all, I heard him.“Do you still feel it,” Andrew’s voice rasped, “or was it always a lie?”I froze. But before that—Before those words crawled into my bones and made my breath catch—I saw him.They’d chained him to the old execution post, like something out of a nightmare. His shirt was torn, blood streaked across his ribs, and his lip had split open. But he was upright. Breathing. Still defiant, even with all the blood on his skin and the metal biting into his wrists.Andrew.It was the first time I’d seen him since I was taken. Really seen him. Not in visions. Not in dreams. Not in those fleeting, aching flashes I told myself weren’t real.And go
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Andrew’s POVThe robe stank. Like sweat, damp straw, and the kind of filth that clings to men who’ve given up being clean. It clung to my shoulders, itchy and rough, like it knew I didn’t belong. I hunched forward as I walked, mimicking the limping shuffle of the other prisoners. My wrists were bound in iron cuffs—fake ones Michael rigged to snap open with a twist—and my face was smeared with ash to cover my scent.It was raining when I arrived. Not a downpour, just a cold mist that turned everything to mud. The kind of weather that crept under your skin and made you wonder if leaving the comfort of your home was worth it.I passed through the first line of guards with my head down and my mouth shut. The cult didn’t say much—just grunted, pointed, and pushed us along. Most of the others were actual rogues. Desperate men. Broken ones. I could hear them breathing hard, coughing, mumbling to themselves. None of them looked at me.Good. I didn’t want their attention. I wanted hers.The
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Elara’s POVThe torches burned low, casting long shadows against the stone walls. Their heat didn’t reach me. I was freezing, barefoot, and dressed in something between a robe and a rag, the sleeves torn, the hem dragging along the damp ground. My hands were tied behind my back, wrists rubbed raw from the ropes. The metallic scent of blood hung heavy in the air, mingling with something older. It made my insides clench as the scent assaulted me.I stood in the center of a circle etched into the floor, the grooves filled with something black and slick. I didn't know if it was blood, or something worse. Candles lined the edges. Hooded figures chanted in low, guttural tones that made my stomach twist.Kieran stood just beyond the circle, face painted in red and gold symbols, his smile as sharp as a blade.“Why are you doing this?” I hissed.His grin widened. “You know why.”“I don’t,” I snapped. “You keep saying I’m the key, the vessel, the… whatever. But I’m just me. You’ve got the wro
