LOGINKIVA“IF YOU WERE A BOOK, I’D OPEN YOUR LEGS, LICK THE WORD FROM YOUR PAGES AND DRINK ALL YOUR INK” I couldn’t make my legs move any faster up the stairs.Every step felt heavier than the last. The photographs burned behind my eyes. Paige’s voice still sat in my ears, one wrong word and I’ll make sure your fairytale ends tonight. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I reached our chamber door, pushed it open, and stepped inside like I was stepping into someone else’s life. The lamps were low. The bed was turned down. Everything looked the same as it had hours ago, before the world had tilted sideways again.I didn’t hear him until the door shut behind me.“Kiva.”My name in that quiet voice still made my shoulders lock. I turned. Damien stood just inside the room, coat already gone, dark shirt open at the throat. His eyes moved over my face the way they always did when something was wrong—slow, thorough, missing nothing. I tried to smile. It felt wrong on my mouth.“I’m fine.”He crossed
"Envy isn't wanting what someone else has. It's believing they never deserved it in the first place."PAIGEI hated this place.Not because it was ugly. Because it was beautiful, and that was the problem. Every corridor gleamed beneath crystal chandeliers. Every servant bowed the moment they noticed me passing. Every guard stood at attention like carved stone. Everything about this palace announced power in the specific way that couldn't be imitated, the kind built across generations rather than purchased recently and arranged to look old. The Western Gates had always tried for this and never quite arrived.And somehow Kiva belonged here."Luna." The maid bowed as she passed the doorway of my room. "Luna Kiva requested fresh flowers for the east wing."Luna. The word landed in my stomach like something swallowed wrong. Kiva. Luna. I said them together in my head and the combination produced something that had no clean name, something that had been living in my chest for longer than I
"The people who know you best don't catch your lies because they're clever. They catch them because they know the truth your eyes are trying to hide."DAMIENSomething was wrong.I knew it before I reached the bottom of the stairs. I had left Kiva five minutes ago. Five minutes, at most. And yet the moment I stepped into the entrance hall, the air had a different quality to it, the specific quality of a room where something has happened that nobody wants to be the first to name. Kiva stood near the grand doors with her back partially turned to me. Paige stood beside her, one arm linked through hers, smiling in the way that told me immediately the smile was not for my wife's benefit but for mine. Too bright. Too ready. Too stupid, to think I cared.When my footsteps crossed the marble, both women turned. Paige's smile widened further, which I would not have thought possible. "Alpha Damien." She dipped into a graceful curtsy. "It is such an honor to finally meet you properly again."I l
"The most dangerous enemies are the ones who know exactly which wounds have never healed."KIVAI couldn't move.Paige's arms were still loosely around me and every instinct I had was screaming at me to step back, to put distance between us, to treat this the way I had learned to treat every version of Paige's warmth, which was as something with a cost buried somewhere in the fine print. She smiled as though she had simply whispered a harmless joke. But I had lived with Paige my entire life. I knew what her winning smile looked like. This was it.She stepped back slowly, her expression remaining bright and sweet and perfectly arranged for every guard still watching from the gate.I lowered my voice. "What do you mean?"She tilted her head. "What do I mean?""You know exactly what I mean."Her smile widened. "I think we'd better talk somewhere a little... private.""I don't have anything to say to you.""Oh." She sighed dramatically. "I think you do."Before I could answer, her hand di
"Some people don't knock because they miss you. They knock because they refuse to let you find peace."KIVA"I'll go."The words had barely left my mouth when Damien's arms tightened around me. "No."I blinked. "No?""No." Immediate. Firm. He rested his chin against the top of my head as though that settled the entire matter.I couldn't help smiling. "Damien.""Hm?""I have to see who it is.""You don't.""I do.""You really don't."I pulled back just enough to look at him. His arms stayed around my waist, not loosening by any meaningful amount. "I'll be gone for five minutes.""I can think of several reasons why that's unacceptable."I laughed. "You don't even know who it is.""Exactly." His expression was completely serious. "That's the problem."I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep a straight face. "You've become very clingy.""I've always been clingy.""You've hidden it well.""I was trying to appear dignified."I raised an eyebrow. "And now?""I've given up."The laugh ca
"Some wounds don't bleed. They simply become the people we are."KIVAThe journey back was quieter than the journey there.Not uncomfortable. Just heavy in the way that conversations with real weight leave rooms heavy after they end. Neither of us seemed to know where to begin, so we didn't begin anywhere. The mountains moved past the windows and the light changed as the afternoon wore on and I sat with everything the Priestess had said and tried to find somewhere inside me to put it.Every time I looked at Damien I saw it differently than I had before. Not the feared Decaulion. Not the mask. The man who had been told at sixteen that love was a weapon others would use against him, and who had spent years trying to prove it by refusing to feel anything deeply enough to lose it."It is feeding on love."Those words wouldn't leave me alone.By the time we reached the palace, dusk had settled over the Northern Gates, the city lights coming on below in their slow scattered way. Damien dism
"Sometimes the people who destroy you aren't your enemies. They're the ones who call themselves family."KIVAGiovanni's hand closed around my arm so hard I felt it in my shoulder."Kiva." His voice filled the room the way it always filled rooms, with the particular force of someone who had never n
"The cruelest people are not the ones who hurt you. They are the ones who watch and decide it is not their problem."KIVAShe held out her hand, palm up, like this was already settled, like I had already agreed, like the outcome of this moment had never really been in question.And maybe, in this h
"The bravest thing a broken person can do is say yes to something good."KIVA."Yes."The word came out broken by tears, cracked right down the middle, not elegant at all, not the way I had ever imagined saying something like that if I was ever lucky enough to be asked something like this."Yes, Fa
“THE DREAMS WE CANNOT CONTROL ALREADY OWNS US”DAMIEN (HADES) POVI am in the dream again, and I always know I'm dreaming the moment it starts, but that never gives me control over it because it just means I'm aware enough to suffer through it properly.It begins in silence, not a peaceful silence







