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Chapter 7 Whispers of the Darkfangs

Word Count: 1035    |    Released on: 02/01/2026

EN - Whispers

suspense, actio

ene under the moonlight, seemed restless-trees swaying with secrets, shadow

ng her cloak tighter

es. His eyes glowed faint silver, scanning the darkness for threats

there," he murm

ha enemies, ruthless, cruel, hunters of her kind. Yet seein

ked, her voice bar

on her shoulder, firm, grounding. "Enough to kill anyo

ft, steady glow against her skin, warning her, guiding her. Kael's presence was

he forest. Kael crouched, gesturing for her to

ched the rhythm of the land, her senses sharper than she had ever felt. The Oath thrumm

s flickered between the tr

is muscles tensed, claws flexing. "Da

ide her-an instinct, a warning. She wanted to flee, but she also wanted to fi

as night, bodies taut and ready. One growled, low and cruel

e ground vibrate. "You're far from your terri

und. "We're not leaving. The Seer belongs t

plained it. All she knew was that she was at the center of it

an before she

outs. He moved with deadly grace, claws flashing, teeth bared. Two

he mark on her arm flared, light spilling out like liquid silver.

eyes widenin

t?" he demanded, vo

shed. "I-I don't

Kael intercepted, knocking him down with a si

h thrummed in her veins, connecting her to Kael in ways she didn't fully understan

er eyes blazing. "You're stronger than I expected," he admitted, voice rou

eeling the residual energy pulse

hick with something neither dared to name, yet both could feel. Desir

pin. More Darkfangs had appeared

rdered, voice low, deadly. "Do not

yed. She watched as Kael moved like shadow and silver, striking down enemies with lethal precisio

just from fear, but from something

o the night, Kael returned to her side, panti

shing a strand of hair from her face

nfully. "I... I just rea

tening just slightly. "No. You didn't

ade her che

is Oath... it's not just about protection. It's about connec

owed, unab

by something equally dangerous: the intensity of his gaze, the pull

the back of his hand. "If the Darkfangs find you unprepared, it co

embled. "I...

ough that their breaths mingled. "Good. You'll need that understanding... becau

e-but from him, from the Oath, fro

own, that nothing wo

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