"A mate bond is more than fate. It is power, woven into the very fabric of the land. And in that power, there is both salvation and destruction."
The War Room
The flickering candlelight carved jagged shadows along the stone walls as if the room itself breathed with unease. The air hung thick with the weight of decisions yet unmade.
Across from me, Aria sat with her arms crossed, her fingers tapping against the edge of the worn oak table. It was a slow, deliberate rhythm—one I knew all too well.
She was thinking.
Unravelling secrets, I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear.
I exhaled sharply, breaking the silence. “You’ve been staring at that scroll for an hour. Either tell me what it says or stop making the rest of us nervous.”
Aria’s gaze lifted, sharp and unyielding. “This changes everythi
