Chapter 337

AURELIA’S POV The border stretched before me like a living wound — the line that separated loyalty from betrayal, life from ruin. Torches burned in the mist, throwing wild shadows across the clearing, and between those shadows stood three monsters I once called protectors. Draven. My father. And Derek. Their auras clashed like storms colliding, the air humming with so much power that even the trees seemed to hold their breath. I should have stayed behind like Derek ordered. I should have listened. But every instinct in me screamed that this — this was the moment everything would end. And if it had to end, then it would end on my terms. Before I realized what I was doing, I stepped into the clearing. Gasps echoed around me. Dozens of heads turned. Even the warriors froze mid-motion as I emerged from the tree line, walking straight into the center of the tension. My father’s eyes widened first, then darkened. Draven’s smirk returned. And Derek… Derek’s expression flickered between shock