Let Them Kneel (kaelani and Julian) novel Chapter 186

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Chapter 186

The Seers approached what remained of Draevyn.

Where he had stood… there was nothing left of the man he once appeared to be.

A skeletal frame, barely held together–charred bone covered in a fine layer of singed, shimmering ash that still clung like the last trace of something that had burned too bright for its own good.

One of the Seers studied it in silence, then spoke–

“He mistook her for something to possess.”

The other two Seers nodded in agreement, a quiet pause settling between them.

“He was too arrogant to understand,” another Seer added, “that she was never meant to stand at his side.”

The Seer’s eyes lifted, tracking the lingering energy in the air.

“She was meant to be his reckoning.“1

Kaelani dropped to her knees beside Julian.

The moment she reached him, the thorned vine recoiled–unraveling at her silent command, retreating from his body like something that knew better than to remain.

He lay still.

Back in his natural form–bloodied and bruised.

Her breath caught as she slid an arm beneath him, lifting his upper body into her arms–careful, too careful–as if he might fall apart if she wasn’t.

“Julian…”

Her voice barely held.

A weak cough tore from him.

Then another-

Blood followed, spilling from his lips as his chest struggled to rise

His eyes fluttered open.

Found hers.

And somehow-

despite everything—

a faint, crooked smile touched his mouth.

“That was…” he rasped, voice rough, breath uneven.

“…badass.”

Kaelani didn’t see the humor in it.

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Didn’t feel relief.

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Her focus locked onto the damage the blood, the bruising, everything that should have already begun to heal.

But hadn’t.

Her attention moved quickly over him, searching confusion sharpening as realization began to take hold.

“Why hasn’t your wolf healed you?” The words slipped out before she could stop them.

Her eyes dropped-

And all the air left her lungs.

Black rot spread across his abdomen and chest, wrong in a way that twisted the eye–veins branching outward in jagged, creeping lines, dark as decay.

They crawled toward his heart.

Up his throat.

Along his neck–climbing higher.

Her hand lifted, hovering just above it.

“What is this…?”

Violet answered instantly.

It surged from her palm–bright, urgent–spilling over the corrupted flesh.

The rot recoiled. Skin smoothed beneath her touch-

For a moment.

Hope flickered–only to be wrenched away.

The moment her hand passed, the black veins rushed in again, reclaiming the space she had just healed, spreading deeper, darker, like something feeding on the life she tried to restore.

“No…”

She tried again-

Harder.

More power.

More force.

Violet burned brighter, pressing into him-

But the result was the same.

Heal-

Then decay.

Restore

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Then reclaim.

Over and over.

Like she was fighting something that refused to be undone.

A voice broke through behind her–low and absolute.

“You cannot heal this.”

Kaelani turned sharply.

The Seers stood there.

Watching.

Knowing.

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One stepped forward without a word, shrugging off her robe before kneeling beside them. With careful hands, she draped the fabric over Julian’s body, shielding him from the open air—and the eyes around them.

“I killed Draevyn,” Kaelani said, her voice shaking now, the control slipping. “Everything tied to him should have ended with him.”

Her eyes burned, tears gathering along her lashes.

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