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Chapter 15
BLOOD THAT SHOULD NOT EXISTFor a long moment, no one moved.Liana stood frozen in the middle of the room, the golden threads swirling around her like quiet flames. They didn’t burn, didn’t harm—but they embraced her. Chose her. Responded to her.Her.Not Aidan.Not the stranger.Her.“Aidan…” her voice trembled, barely a whisper. “I don’t understand. I’m not… I’ve never been…”His breathing had changed. Controlled. Careful. The same way he breathed when he was managing power too intense for the room to hold.“Liana,” he said softly, “the threads don’t lie.”“But that’s impossible!” She stepped back, shaking her head hard. “I’m not from your world. I’m not a dragon heir. I’m not even someone special in my own family.”Aidan swallowed slowly. “Yet the threads react only to you.”The stranger stepped forward, eyes sharpened in shock, disbelief—maybe fear.“No human can command threads,” he said. “Not without lineage. Not without flame in the blood.”Liana wrapped her arms around hersel
Chapter 14
THREADS OF DECEPTIONThe night had grown colder.Aidan felt it first—an imperceptible shift in the golden threads humming through the estate. It wasn’t danger, not yet. It was anticipation. Movement. A subtle tightening of forces gathering in the distance, waiting for their moment to strike or negotiate… only the threads could tell the difference.Liana stood beside him beneath the moonlit archway, her gaze following the ripples of energy that only she and Aidan could perceive. The air shivered faintly as the threads pulsed again, coiling and uncoiling like silent serpents.“They’re changing positions,” she whispered, sensing the faint disturbances near the forest line.“Yes,” Aidan murmured. “They think we aren’t watching. But the threads map everything.”The golden glow beneath his skin brightened for a heartbeat, then faded back into subtle luminescence.“What do you think they want tonight?” she asked.“Information,” he said. “Not war yet. Not negotiation. Tonight… they seek to te
Chapter 13
WHISPERS AND SECRETSThe first light of dawn barely crept over the horizon, painting the mansion in pale gold and silver. The golden threads beneath Aidan’s skin pulsed faintly, still alive with the echoes of the previous night. Though the first wave of faction leaders had departed for now, their presence lingered like a shadow across the estate, and the threads themselves hummed with residual tension.Liana trailed behind him as they walked through the gardens, her senses still alert, every pulse of his energy sending a ripple through her own. She felt the weight of unspoken truths pressing against the edges of her mind, tiny fragments of secrets that seemed to hover just beyond her grasp.“You feel it too, don’t you?” Aidan asked, voice low, calm, but edged with intensity.“I… I do,” she admitted. “There’s something here… some hidden tension, like pieces of a puzzle I can’t see yet.”He glanced at her, golden eyes narrowing slightly. “Good. Awareness is the first step. Secrets… smal
Chapter 12
SHADOWS OF CONSPIRACYThe night descended like a velvet curtain, heavy and unyielding, swallowing the mansion in deep shadows. The golden pulse beneath Aidan’s ribs throbbed with a rhythm that mirrored the tension in the air, steady, insistent, and alive. Every corner of the estate seemed to hum with the aftermath of the day’s training—the threads of energy he had woven now coiled invisibly through walls, floors, and ceilings, silent guardians waiting for intrusion.Liana followed close, her senses heightened, every heartbeat in sync with his. Her latent power pulsed faintly, echoing his own, a subtle resonance that no one else could perceive. She had spent the day learning to focus, to bend the threads to her will in small ways—tiny pulses that stirred the air, brushed against objects, and bent shadows at her command. It was exhausting, exhilarating, and terrifying all at once.“They are coming,” Aidan murmured, voice low, carrying the weight of certainty. “The first faction wave is
Chapter 11
AWAKENING OF SHADOWSThe sun had risen, though only faintly, a cold orange smudge across the horizon. Its light did little to warm the gardens, where the tension from the night lingered like smoke. The shadows of retreating hunters still clung to the edges of the estate, whispering promises of return.Aidan stood on the terrace, golden pulse faint but insistent beneath his ribs, each heartbeat a quiet drum summoning vigilance. His gaze swept the perimeter of the mansion. There was no room for error. Every moment counted. Every distraction could cost them everything.Beside him, Liana mirrored his posture, shoulders tense but resolute. She had spent the night close to him, watching, learning, absorbing. Yet this morning brought a new awareness: the scale of the threat was larger than she had imagined. The Seeker’s words, the hunters’ retreat, the invisible threads of power Aidan commanded—it all hinted at a world she hadn’t known existed.“Tomorrow,” Aidan murmured, voice low, almost l
Chapter 10
THE GATHERING STORMThe dawn had yet to break, and the mansion lay shrouded in the heavy, velvet darkness of early morning. Yet, for all its stillness, the air was electric—charged with anticipation and unspoken threats. Aidan stood on the terrace, gaze sweeping the horizon, the golden pulse beneath his ribs now a steady, insistent rhythm that mirrored the storm forming within him.Beside him, Liana remained silent, her presence a quiet tether amidst the tension. Her eyes were wide, pupils dilated as if trying to absorb every detail of the world now stretching before her. The events of the previous night—the Seeker, the hunters, the golden pulse that had brushed against her like a living thing—had left her shaken, yet inexplicably drawn closer to him.“You’ve drawn attention,” she said finally, voice trembling, almost reverent. “Not just tonight… but from all over. How many are coming for you?”Aidan’s jaw tightened. He did not answer immediately. He let the golden warmth flare subtly
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