Chapter 647:

Not a hope he had dared not voice aloud.

“Congratulations, old friend,” Daemonikai’s deep voice was hoarse with emotion.

“I am so happy for you.”

“She is saying Aekeira is my…” Vladya’s throat went dry as sand.

He forced his throat to keep going.

“The Oracle is saying Aekeira is my… Do you think it is the truth?”

“The Oracle does not lie, V.D.,” Daemonikai told him softly, clapping a hand on his shoulder.

“And you may not have noticed, but I am currently coughing up a rather concerning amount of blood,” the old lady rasped, struggling through another violent fit.

Something warm traced down Vladya’s cheek.

He wiped at it absently, then stared at his damp fingers. A tear.

I have a Soulbond.

firm hands, forcing Vladya to

truly great news—look at

This is not the time

Vladya nodded, numb.

you understand what that means?”

about how to

finally struck with the force

Ice flooded Vladya’s veins.

need us. What in the ruins are we

“Wait.”

Oracle’s command stopped

at her

her already white skin taking on a near-translucent hue.

she

cannot see what lies ahead—not clearly. But I pray you make it in time. If not…” She shook

content live

if the rut consumes you—keep your wits about you. This

Daemonikai exchanged a grim look

the gods be with

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