Chapter 78: Danger

**~ Cyrius’s POV ~**

I dashed after her, into the crumbling ruins of the old building.

The air inside was thick cold and damp, with the heavy scent of moss and dust. The aura clung to my skin like a warning. Something terrible had happened here before. Maybe magic. Maybe blood. Maybe both.

I adjusted the twins, wrapped in cloth around my back. Their warmth pressed into me, steady and fragile. I kept one hand on them and the other ready at my side.

I spotted her silhouette tucked in the corner.

I moved carefully. Just as I turned around the pillar..

Steel met my throat.

A sharp dagger pressed into my neck, and I froze.

Her breath was shaky. Her brown eyes wide with fear, shimmering with tears—but her hand didn’t tremble. She was scared, yes, but brave.

I reacted quickly.

I knocked the blade aside and shoved her backward. She slammed against the cracked wall with a grunt. I closed the distance between us before she could recover, pinning her with one hand.

And then...Heather cried.

A soft, high-pitched wail. Muffled but undeniable. The girl’s expression twisted in confusion, her gaze darting to the babies strapped against my back.

She hadn’t expected that.

"What do you want?" she whispered, voice trembling, breath shallow.

I stared her down. "Your help," I said, voice low. "You. Your coven. The rest of Dahlia’s witches...what’s left of them."

Her lips parted. "Dahlia?"

"Don’t lie to me," I growled. "I’ve seen her. And you" I glanced her up and down. "You have her eyes. You move like her. You smell like her. You are one of them."

"I.." she started, but I wasn’t in the mood.

I pressed my arm across her throat. Just enough to make her cough.

"I don’t want games. I’ll end you right now. Then I’ll find the others and end them too. So choose wisely. Help me or die."

She gasped. "We..we don’t have anything left!" she choked out. "There’s nothing to help you with! We’ve lost everything. Our powers. Our anchor. Dahlia is dead. Our Queen Mother is gone. Without her, we’re not witches. We’re just women now. Human."

I narrowed my eyes. "You’re lying."

She shook her head, desperate. "You think we want this? You think we chose to live in hiding, powerless? We need her too."

I looked at her for a long moment. My jaw clenched. My fingers flexed against my palm. And then, finally..I spoke.

"I’m on your side."

Her eyebrows knit. "What?"

"I said—I’m on Dahlia’s side," I repeated. "She found me. Woke me from the coffin. Promised to help me become a Crescent. Promised me power. In exchange, I promised her the babies."

Her eyes widened.

She looked past me—toward the twins, now silent but watchful, pressed against my back.

"Are they—?" she whispered.

prophesied ones. The reason for all of this. And I got them. I kept my

if seeing holy relics.

I said. "But I will become one if you waste

looked stunned. Then, suddenly, she straightened back to the wall, eyes

can’t stay here," she said quickly. "If what you say is true, they’ll be hunting you. They’ll find you. The High House. The wolves.

know that

mages now. Trackers with blood ties. If they catch

"What do I do?"

looked over her shoulder—then back to

gather the others. I’ll call

narrowed my eyes. "And you expect me

"But what

I paused.

Fair enough.

a necklace from around her neck. It was a simple charm. A black

protection. It doesn’t cast magic anymore. But it carries essence. I’ll enchant it with

said you

not witches anymore," she said.

"You

us," she said softly. "We all sound

looked down at the

said. "But only once. If I smell

at the East Gate wall. A crow’s blood

...

New Orleans just like she told

knew she

population would soon realize their Alpha’s heirs were missing. And not just missing..twins. That alone would set off every

So I ran.

didn’t go far. Just past the edge

beyond the wards—where the pack border ends and wild forest begins. I didn’t want to go too far, in case something changed. But I needed to stay out of

So I waited.

I fed them coconut milk I’d saved from earlier and managed to

Technically, I paid.

I stole the

didn’t steal

babies. That counts

fell and it

one she gave me and tucked it inside my shirt. I cradled the twins close and sped

There were wolves everywhere.

already started locking down the border. I could smell their

me to and it led me into a thick forest beyond the gate. The deeper I went, the

Then..figures stepped out.

Three of them.

masked. Cloaked. Moving like shadows

I tensed.

the babies tighter against

other hovered near the dagger

pulled off her

The witch

"I’d find you with the necklace. You

She turned and gestured.

forest growing denser around us. We moved for several minutes until the path

ashes, and glowing runes. The scent of herbs and burnt magic filled the

emerged

under branches, from the shadows of the hut. All women. Some old, some young. All of them murmuring,

One stepped forward.

gaze cut through

me. "This is a trap. This

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