The unity everyone praised was not real, and it was about to crumble.
But he would find out.
And when he did, it would be too late to stop the vows.
Outside the Wolfe estate, white banners began to appear.
Inside the hall, Jaxon took Sienna’s hand.
They were together. They were seen. They were celebrated.
But neither of them could shake the feeling that the peace was too quiet.
Too easy. Too soon.
Far away, Lucas Mitz closed his journal, packed his bag, and turned toward the tunnel’s exit.
It was time to go home.
The sun was beginning to dip below the hills when Isolde Vance guided the hovercraft gently down onto the stone landing outside the Vance estate. The skies over their region were calmer now, free of watchers, hunters, and surveillance glyphs. The claiming ceremony had no
