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i demanded, my voice Dembling with a mixture of

lief and rage. "You're working with the Children of the Eclipse? All

Mother remained eerily calm, as if my nutburst hadn't fazed her at ud. Beneath the flowing black veil that conrealeit her face. could almost feel her cold, calculating stare piercing through me. Her hands were folded neatly in front of her, and despite the cham surrounding us, her posture remained unnervingly crimposed.

"You're jumping to conclusions, child," she said, let tone almost patronizing, like a mother scolding a naive child who couldn't grasp the complexities of the world.

"No," 1 snapped, shaking my head as anger flared hotter in my chesYou've been playing us from the beginning. I knew there were traitors among us, but I never thought it was all of you. The Umbra Society-working with the Children? You've betrayed everything you stood for

Austin cursed under his breath, his grip tightening on his ice sword until the blade shimmered with fitry frost crystals spreading from the hilt. Beside him, Isaiah's shadow daggers grew sharper, swirling faster as his anger flared like a dark tempest. Aler's flames blazed higher, licking at the ground with an unquenchable fury, and Elijah's shield shimmered brighter, protecting us from whatever dark magic Mother might unleash. They were ready to strike, but I could sense their hesitation-none of us wanted to be the first to

attack.

Mother's veil fluttered in the wind, and though I couldn't see her face, I felt her gaze shift from me to my mates and back again The forest around us seemed to hold its breath, the usual hum of life swallowed by the suffocating tension. I fought the instinct to back down, to lower my gaze like a scolded child. Instead, I planted my feet firmly, daring her to challenge me.

», Stormi," she commanded, her voice low and firm, brooking no argument.

"Give me the map.

cursed Umbrankins were chained and snarling at their heels, their pale, elongated limbs straining against their restraints. Their yellow, slitted eyes glared hungrily at us, and the foul stench of decay wafted from their

the well. "You're fighting a losing war, Stormi," she said softly, almost like a scolding parent talking to a

my shoulders, raising my chin defiantly. "And

a conviction that

the moonlight itself had taken root in my soul, spreading through

skin, bathing us in a shimmering glow that seemed to pulse with raw energy. The

crystalline patterns branching out along its length like frost on glass, Elijah's shield

curious, but there was no fear in her posture. Instead, she almost looked amused. "I love your spirit," she drawfed, her tone dripping with condescension. "But you're just as foolish as the rest of your family members, Charging

words sent

me, but I forced it down, focusing on the power coursing through me. "I'm not

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