irae'
ls. The air was thick with the scent of damp stone, burning torches, and something deeper-something prim
eamed at me to fight. To ru
t
with the confidence of a man who knew he was the strongest thing in any room. The way his
Al
rapped in a
me, and now I was his priso
ldn't
chamber. The moment I stepped i
here felt
ring oddly against the stone surface. In the center of the room was a raised platform, beneath which was a dark sigil intricatel
gi
ncient
t on the ground. "I am
my arms, compelling
, his silver eyes unreadabl
me. "What is this? S
king the way he gazed at me-as though I we
was quiet but sharp as a blade
ched m
want a
e, drawn back by something they recognized but I didn't? Why d
d, then forced
ed onto the sigil,
kin in what felt like invisible bindings. I inhaled sharply as somethi
h
a
ring and agonizing, as if something
breath, and that
cre
my arms, holding me upright. His touch sent another
sn't
recog
isi
t someone older, taller, draped in the furs of a king. His golden eye
hrough my skull, an
re the
ess swallow
thorn
apsed in
presence in a manner that was unexpected. I tightened my jaw, observing her bo
ad se
way the mark burned when
s, his red eyes gleaming with interest
re. "This isn't
rse than a game. You jus
tightening. The vision had confirmed what I h
just some
descenda
st Lyca
death. My very existence as
d
't kil
oul
e me snarled at
hen chuckled under his breath. "You al
d not
use
und out about her, th
y couldn't
e world down just
n lifted her into my a
ed a brow.
e, my voice c
aled through my bones, rendering every movement a struggle against unseen restraint
vi
he golden-eyed king. His voice, a
re th
snappe
weak body lurch. My hands were still bound, though no longer in iron. The chains had been rep
ead, my sense
above obscuring the moonlight. The air was saturated wi
res
ut these wood
re aw
e sent a chil
lth
catching the dim light like a predator's. He rode with effortless gra
in my throat and asked,
ood," came t
ingering tales of this place-stories of a cursed forest where indivi
fened.
ely. His gaze flicked toward me,
the ground, slaughtered everyone I have ever known, an
n remained difficult to interpret. "
hissed.
warriors, their dark armor blending into the night. And just behind them, Orzian rode
joyed
against my temples. I didn't trust
r
thorn
s figh
, the fire in her gaze despite the exhaust
t
sigil chamber. She felt different now. The scent of old blood and m
as ch
dn't even
s not a place for mortals, nor for creatures like us. But if an
of the Wr
ugh the night. "You sur
him. "Do you ha
ace beside mine. "Plenty. But none
chuckled. "Relax," he murmure
ifting to the thickening f
ere
was already
irae'
into the deeper part o
. Watching
ere nearly indistinguishable. The trees emitted groans as if inhal
felt as a ripple through the air. The wraith paus
ing wa
heir hooves stamping agains
cre
ot animal. S
ons as shadows flickered through the trees.
saw
yes like dying embers, bodies shifting
raith
cursed to linger between life and death. But stories
twisting unnaturally, and for the fi
elthorn
he wraith before it could reach me. The creature
is silver eyes bla
ocess his words before
thborn a
. The mist turned red with the s
. I had no weapon, no way to fight. But somet
tin
s another wrait
ing inside
h
bow
field. The other Wraithborn hesitated, t
ng fo
ked onto mine, something unreadabl
you do?" h
no a
e since the massacre, I r
st Kaelthor
omethin
se creatures wer
Wrait
needed to find the one creature who might know