Chapter 30
Finally, he exhaled, long and slow, like he’d been
finally came. “I… don’t know.”
for years. He raked a hand through his hair, His mice Yow whes it
He leaned back, staring past me as though the shelves behind my head held answers he could never reach. Honestly, wors don’t even know who that woman really was, the one in the basement. I don’t know why the king kept her there or what they was father to her.” His throat worked, and his gaze flickered back to me, hard and haunted. “I don’t know who that child was either the site the kept calling for. Or if she even survived. And even if you were that child, why would King let you live?*
His hands curled into fists against his arms, tension roping through him. “I know nothing,” he repeated, harsher this time, like the wonde cut him as much as they did me.
But the way his eyes lingered on me, unblinking, told me he wasn’t as sure of that as he wanted to be.
I nodded, but the motion felt empty. His words gave me nothing solid to hold on to, and yet… what else could I expect? The truth neither of us had answers–only fragments and shadows.
I drew in a shaky breath, forcing myself to meet his eyes. “Whatever I am,” I whispered, “it’s starting to wake something inside me. Something I can’t control.” My fingers curled into the fabric of my sleeve, holding on like it could anchor me. “My dreams. they aren’t just dreams anymore. They’re sharper and heavier. It’s like they’re trying to pull me toward something. And the more I fight it, the stronger it gets.”
I paused, biting the inside of my cheek. “We need to go back to that room. The one with the book. We have to open it.” My voice grew firmer with every word, conviction replacing hesitation. “Whatever lies inside those pages… it’s connected to me. To us. I know it. And it we find the truth, then maybe… maybe I’ll finally understand what’s happening to me.”
Zayn’s jaw shifted, like he wanted to argue, but I pressed on.
“And the book we found in the tower,” I said, lowering my voice, “you’ll translate it. You have to. Something is telling me that the spel we need is in there.”
“So finally, you need my help?” His mouth curved into that infuriating half–smirk, the one that was mocking me or testing me.
Of course. It couldn’t go without a sarcastic comment.
to tell whether he
I rolled my eyes, heat crawling into my voice. “Get over yourself. As I’ve told you before–we’re not friends. You’ll help me with this one thing and then we’re done.” I paused, then added, sharper than I intended, “And I’d ask just one favor: keep your gul away from me.*
That wined the smirk off his from
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Chapter 30
“She’s not my girl anymore,” His tone was even, but
ething buried beneath it, something almost bitter. “I rejected her.”
The words made me blink. “Rejected?” I echoed, 1
know w rewolves could do that.”
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“They can,” he said, leaning back slightly, his gaze steady on me. “If both sides agree.”
My eyebrow arched, skeptical. “And she agreed? Just like that? From what I’ve seen, she seemed far too… attached to you for it to be that
simple.”
Something flickered across his face–an expression so quick I almost missed it. Annoyance? Frustration? Anger? I couldn’t tell.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” he cut in abruptly, voice low and edged.
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