Chapter 335

THIRD PERSON’S POV The echo of the Moon’s words still clung to me long after I woke — “The darker the night grows, the brighter you will burn.” But even as I tried to steady my breathing, something inside me shifted. Something pulled. At first, I thought it was the lingering power of the dream — that strange hum in my veins that came with the shadows. But then, I felt it again. A tug, deep and primal, from somewhere beyond the walls of the library. My wolf stirred inside me, restless and alert. Aurelia, she whispered. Do you feel that? I froze. My heart began to pound as recognition hit me like a blow. I knew that energy. I’d spent my whole life tethered to it, bound by duty, fear, and blood. My father. The bond was faint — almost like a thread being plucked from a great distance — but it was there. His scent. His presence. The weight of his aura pressing faintly against mine through the forest. He was here. My pulse spiked. Derek’s warning echoed in my mind: “Stay away from the border