Chapter 249

Chapter 249

-Grayson’s POV-

The winds came again.

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A violent force, howling through the in–between, ripping at anything left unanchored. I moved fast, pressing my back against the crumbling stone wall of an abandoned ruin, pulling the tattered shirt tighter around me. The wind was relentless, hungry, and if it touched me–if it reached me–1 knew what would happen.

It would pull me under.

It had happened before. I had been reckless, too slow to take cover, and the storm had nearly dragged me into the nothingness beyond. I had fought it, clawed my way back, but it had left me weaker each time.

This place wanted me gone. It wanted all of us gone.

“Still trying to fight it, huh?”

I didn’t turn. I didn’t need to. I already knew who was speaking.

Jonah.

A man who had been stuck here much much longer than I could imagine. A man who never shut up.

He sat on a broken column a few feet away, grinning like this was all some grand joke. He didn’t bother hiding from the wind. It never touched him. It had stopped trying a long time ago, as if it had given up on him. That alone made me suspicious.

“You know, you could just let go,” Jonah continued, swinging his legs like a child on a swing, “Wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.”

I ignored him, eyes scanning the horizon. The storm was easing now, the howling fading into the distance. It had found someone else.

Someone who wouldn’t fight as hard as I did.

I exhaled slowly, stepping away from the wall. My muscles were tense, my body coiled tight, always ready. Always waiting.

Jonah hopped off the column, stretching like he had just woken up from a nap. “So, what’s the plan today, big guy? More brooding? More glaring at the sky like you can intimidate it?”

I started walking. He followed. Of course he did.

I had found him a few days ago, or maybe he had found me. Time didn’t work right here. It twisted, slipped through your fingers, made you doubt what was real. I had learned quickly not to rely on it.

Jonah, however, had learned nothing.

“You’re not much of a talker, are you?” He mused, hands tucked into his coat pockets. “That’s fine. I can carry the conversation. I’m great at that. People used to tell me I talked too much, but I don’t think there’s such a thing, you know? Silence is unnatural. It makes people uncomfortable. It’s like-”

I stopped walking, “You never shut up, do you?”

if I can

sighed, pressing my fingers against my temple. I had survived everything this

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be the thing that finally broke me.

fighting.” Jonah continued, falling into step beside me again, You’re strong, sure. Probably the strongest person I’ve met here. But even you can’t win against this place

“I’m not staying.”

for a second.

I like it.

had tried to come up with one, I still

really settled, never really rested. It was as if the entire realm existed in a state of waiting–waiting for something to happen, for something to shift, for something to finally break the unbearable monotony

moving. Jonah,

as always. Wherever I walked, he walked. I had stopped trying to lose him. He had a

like he had been waiting for the

I didn’t answer.

seem

instead of trapped in a place that wasn’t quite life and wasn’t quite death. “Alright, maybe that was too direct. Let’s ease into

I kept walking.

disappointment. “Wow. Not even a hint? A little clue? Come

I said nothing. My mind was already elsewhere, calculating.

way out of here. There

heavy, muted gray, like the world was permanently stuck between night and day. The air smelled

sigh, the kind that was meant to be heard, as if my silence was a personal offense to him. “Fine. If you’re not gonna talk, I will.”

No surprise there.

walked, watching it bounce across the cracked ground. “You know, I was a werewolf. Not a particularly loved one, either. People don’t like it when you say things they don’t want to hear. And me? I was always big on truth and reality. Unfortunately, the world prefers lies

at him from the

caught it and smirked. “Ah–ha! That

I ignored him.

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guy. I just… didn’t know how to keep my mouth shut. Pack politics? Corruption?

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a moment, his usual playful tone dipping into something more thoughtful. “One day, I pissed off the wrong people, My own pack turned on me. Said I was a problem. Said I

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was written

sharp beneath it, something bitter. “Funny, isn’t it? People always say they want honesty until

I didn’t respond.

like we were just out for a casual walk. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop monologuing,” he said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “But seriously,

I kept walking.

groaned loudly. “You are the worst person to be stuck

smirked. Just

mock shock. “Oh? Did I get a reaction? A tiny little crack in that icy

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