Chapter 81

The Ice BathPOV: Alpha Kaelen BlackwoodIt felt like drowning in a frozen ocean.I couldn't feel my arms or my legs. There was no pain, just an overwhelming, heavy numbness that dragged me down into the dark. I wanted to just let go. It was so quiet down there.But every time I started to drift away, a brutal, scorching heat slammed into my chest, dragging me violently back to the surface.I forced my eyes open.My vision was completely blurred, swimming in a haze of smoke and glaring light. The first thing I registered was the smell. Burning wood, singed fur, and the sharp, coppery tang of ozone.I was in my bedchamber at the Northern Keep. But the room looked like the inside of a blast furnace.There were six massive iron braziers dragged into the room, stationed completely around the bed, roaring with thick, crackling fires. The heat in the room must have been over a hundred and twenty degrees. The heavy furs on my bed were literally smoking at the edges.And standing rig

Chapter 82

Blood and FirePOV: General Vesh (Elara Vance)The pack healers were useless.They stood near the heavy oak door, sweating profusely in the unbearable heat of the braziers, offering pathetic excuses. They mumbled about the magic being too ancient, the necrosis being too deep. One of them actually had the absolute nerve to tell me to prepare for the inevitable.I nearly threw him out the window.I kicked everyone out of the room. Marcus, Alaric, and the healers. I told them if anyone opened that door before I said so, I would incinerate them.I was alone with Kaelen.He had passed out again. The ice on his chest was spreading. It was crawling up his collarbone, turning his tanned skin a sickening, translucent blue. The violet fire from my hands was barely slowing it down anymore. The True King's magic was adapting, building a resistance to the raw heat.I paced the floor at the foot of the bed, wiping the sweat from my eyes, my brain working in manic, frantic overdrive.Fire i

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The Ticking Clock POV: Alpha Kaelen BlackwoodThe room finally went quiet after Marcus and Alaric sprinted down the hall.Elara slammed the door shut, locking it with a heavy iron deadbolt. She didn't turn around right away. She just leaned her forehead against the wood, her shoulders heaving as she tried to control her breathing. Her oversized sweater was ruined, covered in soot, sweat, and her own blood.She looked like a Warlord who had completely lost her mind. And she had done it for me."Come here," I said quietly. My voice was raspy, throat raw from screaming.She didn't move for a long second. Then, she pushed off the door and walked slowly back to the bed. She didn't sit in the chair. She climbed right onto the mattress, crawling over the smoking furs, and curled into my side.I wrapped my arms around her. The skin on my chest was still painfully cold, despite the raging fires in the room, but the moment I touched her, the mate bond hummed, trying to soothe the jagged

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