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Until a knock came at the door.
The luna hadn’t been asleep. She’d just been staring out into the dark void before her, so upon it, she shot up. A shadow lingered below the door before disappearing.
Carefully, Saoirse padded to the entrance, calling out for an answer that never came, and opened her bedroom door to find a box at her feet. Atop it, three symbols had been carved, and Isla recognized them as the emblems of the Goddess, Fate, and Eternity.
With furrowed brows, Saoirse slowly walked with the box to the chair Aneurin had been sitting in, sneering at his discarded water glass as she sat. Lighting her lantern, she carefully pried the case open, Isla gazing over her shoulder to look inside. She swore she felt the white-haired woman over her shoulder, pushing her tosee.
Isla’s heart started as she looked upon a diadem and dagger—thediadem and dagger. She knew with the way they called to Saoirse, the way they called to her, too.
And they had been entirely intact.
CHAPTER44
KAI
Kai was home.
Well,not truly. But he was in Deimos. The world seemed darker now in this part of the past. That void within grew greater, a chasm primed to swallow him whole. He wasn't sure how much time had passed, but he knew that time certainly had.
Deimos appeared different, ancient, as he peered down from his overlook, sneaking away from Aneurin, who’d been meeting Alpha Orin, an alpha who appeared much different than Kai, his many greats grandson. Kai probably should’ve taken a closer look at the documents on the desk of his study.
“Do you know how horribly a war with Io would go? No one will win,” Orin said.
Kai let out a hard breath, not bothering with his window pane door to step back inside the room, able to easily slide from one place to the next here.
“I’ve already gotten Iapetus and Rhea on our side,” Aneurin said from where he sat in the seat across from him. Something about him had become…darker, more unhinged. “We cannot cower.Thisis the time.”
“This is the time,” Orin mocked, making Aneurin’s power flare. He wasn’t sure if Orin had felt it, too, but it knocked the breath from Kai’s lungs, making his own beat in response.
One and the same.
“How do you figurenowis time, Aneurin?” Orin asked, folding his wrinkled hands.
“Because,” Aneurin gritted. “I have been blessed by the goddesses with a weapon like no other in the world.”
The weapon Jonah had told them Aneurin spoke about. The one he’d used to convince other packs to join his cause.
Orin scratched his beard, clearly not taking this as seriously as Aneurin intended. “And that is?”
The Alpha of Phobos ground his teeth before a lethal calm settled over his face. “It's better observed by demonstration, I believe.”
“Very well, and how—”
Kai’s breath caught in time with Orin’s, feeling his own power writhe in time with Aneurin’s lashing out. It speared straight for the walls of Orin’s mind, tearing through and leashing it as if it were as easy as breathing. In the distance, Kai swore thunder rumbled.
Orin blinked, his eyes wide and bloodshot as he choked and spluttered; Aneurin’s mental claws held tight around his prey. No matter how much Orin,anotheralpha,fought and thrashed, he couldn’t get free.
Kai felt sick over what he sensed, then.
Intoxication with such undiluted, undisputed power to shape the world however he wished it.
Maintaining his hold, his eyes a glow of bleeding crimson and shadow, Aneurin had risen, going to the window and peering out. “You won’t breathe until I wish it. You will think nothing but what I allow. Every memory you have, every feeling you’ve ever felt is mine.” He ran his hand over the stained glass, and Kai blinked when he thought it had gleamed. “I can see, feel, taste, and hear the world like no other. It’smine. All of it is mine.” He slid his hands into his pockets. “And you know what the most interesting part is?” He chuffed a laugh. “I can’t be killed.”
Kai couldn’t feel his body while his own mind whirred. While those last words bludgeoned him over and over and over.
He should’ve been dead after fighting the bak in the tunnel.
“The Beta of Iapetus stabbed me right in the heart.” Aneurin tapped his chest. “It was supposed to be a nice dinner, too. A celebration. I’d gotten them to agree on my plans, but you can’t trust anyone, I suppose. I bled and bled and bled, and that was it. I healed. I made him use the same knife to slit his own throat.”
