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Chapter 2 Nyra POV

Word Count: 1115    |    Released on: 30/10/2026

st bite...it fucking chewe

ount Thorne, the sheer drop into the abyss be

se strands of my black hair acr

lk and numb from the sub-zero temper

e front gates was for idiots who want

vertical free climb up the blind spot of the western fortr

I muttered to myself, throwing my

choed from the rocky outcrop direc

ng gu

ered out of the shadows, its amb

y human scent. The beast bared teeth the size of hunting kni

d or slipped

olf l

d monster hurtled through the air toward me, I released my grip

lessly against the stone. Before it could orient itself o

raight up through the soft tissue beneath its jaw

ling choke escaped its throat as the

h hiss. I grabbed its thick scruff, using its ow

to the dark, s

" I breathed, wiping a smear o

g through a loose iron grate in

of damp stone and dripping water, smell

ars torturing out of a rogue architect, these

g darkness, a strange, low hu

like... a pulse. A magical frequency that made the

ping through a heavy wooden do

he walls were lined with decaying scrolls, iron-boun

a private, forg

d resting upon it was a tattered, leather-bound jo

ath hi

s a second closer to getting caught. But my feet m

ing the frantic, hand-written script. The ink was fa

omaly, a catalyst capable of shattering the throne. If the daughter survives to maturi

started

ed because she challenged Darius. She hadn't died beca

e an animal in front of me b

mily was so utterly terrified of, they were w

frantically flipping the crumbli

on? What did I have inside me that scar

out, jagged edges were the only reminder of th

mmed the journal sh

ifteen years suddenly mutated into so

hood...they had stolen my entire

d dest

lips. If they wanted a prophecy, I was

l pack, suppressing the whirlwind of

ht now. Kael Varyn was still breathing, and his wat

the service stairwell and began my

became. Heavy stone gave way to polished marbl

music, booming laughter, and the heavy thud of hund

good. Let them drink and boast while I

ing into the deep shadows of the vaulted c

ve doors ahead were carved with a roaring wolf's head. It w

bs, a cocktail of adrenaline an

bane was heavy in my pocket, p

teady despite the chaos in my mind. With

the darkened room, ready to set my tr

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