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Chapter 181: The Thin Line!
When the tension finally eased Evans' attention returned to Bella whom he believed Dylan was able to get away from the grip of the members of Crescent Order while he was keeping them busy with Jackson playing him as a worthy prize before them.“Where did you take her?” Evans asked, his arms crossed.“Bella’s safe,” Dylan said, his voice measured, steady. “Nothing bad happened. Nothing will.”He already knew who Evans was refering to, and so didn't need to ask him who he was refering to.Evans rolled his eyes in his socket. “Don’t dance around this. You took her while I was keeping the Crescent’s dogs busy. You owe me more than vague reassurances.”A tired sigh slipped from Dylan’s throat as he closed the case with a quiet click. “I got her out through the old Eastway tunnels. I left her with someone I trust — safer than anywhere else right now.”Evans stepped forward, boots scuffing the dusty floor. “Someone you trust? You were Crescent Order once. What makes you think I should just t
Chapter 180: The Hidden Ward!
Evans pulled his car off the narrow, unmarked road and let the engine idle for a moment, staring through the windshield at the building that rose from the shadows ahead. It was nothing special at first glance — just an old building tucked behind rusting fences. But the security cameras perched under the eaves told a different story, as did the neat line of black SUVs parked in the side lot.Evans stepped out into the crisp night air, the hum of distant city traffic a fading memory behind him. He glanced at Jackson, still unconscious in the back seat, his face pale under the flicker of the overhead dome light. The conversation with Dylan Stones replayed in his head — the instructions, the secrecy, the quiet promise that “this is the only place we can keep him safe for now.”Things had so much changed in the last couple of months that Evans couldn't believe that he who once wanted Jackson down was now the one helping to keep him alive.But what choice had he got? He had to keep Jackson
Chapter 179: The Replica Flameborn!
The underground sanctum of the Crescent Order was nothing like the ruins and temples the old legends whispered about. Having successfully extracted the flameborn from Jackson, it was time to transfer the powers to Tyler who was still not yet sure how all of what was happening had anything to do with him.Even if it was true that he had something against Jackson, he wasn't ready to be the host to some kind of ancient powers which in itself was scary enough to be heard about, let alone have it live inside of himBut to the members of the Crescent Order, his thoughts—whatever they were didn't matter.Dragging Tyler to the centre of the sanctum which was like an altar of the old religion, they made him kneel on a slab of cold black stone. His wrists were bound in ceremonial bands of copper and leather, and before him hovered the Orb pulsing with an eerie crimson glow that made his skin crawl.Gripped with so much fear now, Tyler watched as each member of the Crescent Order chanted in a t
Chapter 178: Threads of the Past!
The bathroom light buzzed overhead — a harsh white hum over the small, fog-choked room where Celestine braced herself against the sink. Her palms were slick against the cold porcelain, knuckles white, breath ragged. Steam rose from the shower she’d left running far too long — a half-hearted attempt to drown out the roar inside her own head.Around her wrist, the delicate bracelet Elara had pressed into her hand glinted beneath the harsh glow. A thin gold chain — too light for how heavy it felt now. A “mother’s gift,” Elara had said. A promise, wrapped in poison and polished lies.Celestine’s fingers trembled as she yanked at the clasp. It slid loose easily — it wasn’t stuck, but somehow it felt welded to her skin, to every thought she couldn’t silence. With a sharp breath she dropped it into the sink, cold water splashing over the thin metal like it might wash the word daughter from her skin.But the chain only gleamed up at her through the trickle of water — defiant. Unmoved.“No,” s
Chapter 177: The Flame’s Silence!
Evans gripped the wheel so hard the leather squeaked beneath his palms. The city lights blurred past the windshield in streaks of pale neon and brake-light red as he pushed the old black sedan faster than it was ever meant to go. Beside him, Jackson slumped against the passenger seat, half-conscious, his head lolling with each jolt of the road.But it wasn’t the bruises on Jackson’s face or the raw cut along his brow that twisted Evans’ gut into a cold knot, it was the mark. Or rather, the absence of it.Jackson’s hand lay palm-up on his thigh, limp and open in the sickly green dash light. Where the Flameborn sigil once glowed — the burning promise of an ancient line and all its terrifying power — there was now only bare skin, pale and unremarkable. A blank canvas where fire should have danced.Evans shot another glance at him. “Stay with me, Jackson. You hear me? We’re almost there.”Jackson stirred, eyelids flickering open long enough to find Evans’ face. His lips moved, but no soun
Chapter 176: Revealing Blood Ties!
Elara stepped forward into the room’s dim light, her white dress catching the soft glow of the overhead lamps. The moment Celestine saw her, something inside her twisted. It was nothing but a recognition flickering like a half-remembered dream.“You…” Celestine’s voice cracked out, raw with confusion. “You were in my hospital room the other day. You gave me this.” She lifted her wrist slightly, the delicate bracelet catching the light — the same thin chain Elara had pressed into her palm while she’d drifted in and out of pain and morphine fog.A smile ghosted over Elara’s lips, too gentle to be trusted. “Yes. I did.”Celestine’s eyes darted past Elara to Blake who was standing behind, his expression stoic, but his fists clenched tight at his sides. She turned back to Elara, her voice tightening with suspicion. “What’s going on here? Who are you really?”Elara’s smile did not waver. But her voice turned sharp like the edges a blade hidden in silk. “My name is Elara Crestwood and I’m yo
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