Mira Thornvale

Lia was once the healer of the White Rose Clan. At seventeen, she watched her people slaughtered by the Bloodclaw Legion. She survived only because she treated an injured enemy soldier—an act that branded her a traitor. To protect that boy, she willingly endured three years of imprisonment in the Bloodclaw camp, never uttering a word.

She believed he had long forgotten her. Yet she never knew that boy was now the Bloodclaw's ruthless warlord—Karl Thorne, codenamed "The Bone General," who swore an oath to "sever all ties to the past with his own hands."


The Wolfbone Promise

Wrapped in saffron robes, wind-chapped and blinking against the snow glare, he held a small satchel bound in threadbare leather.


“We found this beneath the old infirmary,” he said. “Collapsed ceiling tiles preserved it. The pages are dry.”


Inside—familiar strokes. Precise. Unforgiving.


But out on the frozen lake, where petals still clung to half-buried stems.


> *Day 1 in Black‑Stone Prison: I still remember his eyes. I don’t know if he’ll live. But I stitched the muscle tight. I stitched it with hope.*


> *Day 19: He probably doesn’t remember me. That’s good. Better if he forgets. He’ll grow up safe.*


> *Day 85: The Wolfbone toxin is evolving. If I don’t stop it, no one will. Maybe not even him.*


Chapter 19 – A Heartbeat from Oblivion