Free Web NovelChapter 165: Chapter 165
Caden’s POV
What Summer said did not just shock everyone, it landed in a way that made it hard to ignore.
Nobody spoke for a moment, and I could tell they were all trying to make sense of it, but for me, it felt different. I wasn’t fighting it in my head. I wasn’t trying to shut it down. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
I believed her more than anything right now.
I looked at her carefully.
"How?" I asked. "How is your mother supposed to heal Cane?"
Summer didn’t hesitate this time, like she had already thought everything through before walking in here.
"It will happen through Riley," she said."We’ll go through Riley’s soul"
Gunnar’s head snapped toward her immediately, his expression hard.
"What are you saying?" he asked.
"She’s her blood sister Daddy," Summer continued, calm but firm. "That’s the only way to reach her. You can’t just go there directly. You need someone with the same blood to open the way."
Leslie frowned, clearly not comfortable with any of this.
"You’re talking about crossing into a place no one should be crossing into," she said. "That is not something you just attempt and expect to come back from."
Summer looked at her but didn’t back down.
"It’s the only way," she replied.
I stepped closer.
"And how exactly does that work?" I asked. "You’re saying Riley becomes some kind of bridge?"
Summer nodded.
"Yes. She’s the connection between both sides. Without her, you can’t reach my Mom."
Gunnar let out a sharp breath, already losing patience.
"No," he said. "We’re not doing this."
Summer ignored him and kept going.
"To reach her fully, a Satyre has to be involved too," she said. "They’re the only ones who can summon someone from that realm and hold the connection long enough."
That word alone made the room tense again.
Gunnar stepped forward.
"Do you even understand what you’re saying?" he asked. "You’re bringing something like that here?"
"I already did Daddy," she said.
The silence that followed was heavy.
"You what?" Gunnar asked slowly, like he needed to be sure he heard her right.
"I already called a Satyre," she repeated. "She’s coming."
Gunnar’s anger came out fully now.
"You had no right to do that," he snapped. "You don’t summon something like that without knowing the consequences."
"I do know," she said."Atleast from Mom"
"No, you don’t," he fired back immediately. "They don’t just help. They always take something in return."
"I know that," she replied, her voice rising slightly now. "But Uncle Cane is dying and none of you have another option."
That hit, and nobody could deny it.
I looked at Cane. His condition was getting worse by the minute. His breathing was uneven, and the dark spread under his skin was more visible now.
I clenched my jaw. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
"Let her finish," I said to Gunnar.
He didn’t like it, but he stayed quiet.
Summer looked at me for a second, then continued.
"There’s something else you all need to understand," she said.
Her eyes went to Gunnar.
"The problem isn’t just reaching her. The problem is what happens after."
Gunnar frowned deeper, I could already tell the irritation from his face "What do you mean?"
She took a small breath.
"If we find her, you might not let her go," she said.
Gunnar’s expression hardened.
"That’s not your concern," he replied.
"It is," she said. "Because if you try to keep her here, everything will go wrong."
"That’s not going to happen," he said firmly.
"You don’t know that, Dad" she replied.
Gunnar stepped closer."I said it won’t happen."
"And I said you don’t know that," she repeated, not backing down at all.
The tension between them was thick, and for a second, I thought he might shut everything down by force.
Summer kept going anyway.
"She can’t come back here fully," she said. "There’s a barrier between the living, the half-living and the fully dead. She can only cross temporarily unless something takes her place."
Leslie’s face changed.
"What do you mean something takes her place?" she asked.
Summer answered without hesitation. "Someone," she corrected.
The room went silent again.
I already knew where this was going, and I didn’t like it.
"The only person who can take her place is Riley," Summer said.
Gunnar’s eyes darkened instantly.
"That’s not happening," he said.
"It can happen," she replied. "And if you want her back badly enough, you might choose it."
"I won’t," he said.
"You might," she said again. "Because you still love Mommy."
That hit harder than anything else.
Gunnar didn’t respond, but the look on his face said enough.
Summer turned to me then."You have to stop him," she said.
I was already frustrated now with a deep frown.
"That’s not something I can control Summer," I replied.
"You have to try," she insisted. "Because if he lets her stay longer than expected, Riley dies."
"And if Riley dies..."
"Then all of you go down," she finished. "You, Uncle Cane, and him. Your lives are tied to your mates. You don’t survive without them right?"
I ran a hand through my hair, trying to keep up with everything she was saying.
"This is too much," Leslie said quietly.
"It’s the truth," Summer replied.
She stepped closer to me.
"Mom will want to stay," she said. "She still loves him. And he’s always wanted her back. So when they see each other again, you have to make sure he lets her go after she heals Uncle Cane."
I didn’t answer immediately.
I looked at Gunnar.
He was silent, but his face was tight, like he was fighting something inside himself.
That alone made this worse.
"Do you understand me?" Summer asked.
"Yes," I said finally. "I understand."
But just then—
The door pushed open hard.
All of us turned immediately.
Summer reacted first, faster than anyone.
"Leslie, move your face!" she shouted.
Leslie froze."What—"
"Move now!" Summer yelled again, louder.
Something in her voice made Leslie step back instantly without arguing.
That was when I felt it, the heavy shift in the air and aura.
Chils and sharp in a way that didn’t feel normal.
I turned slowly toward the door.
At first, it looked like nothing, then it stepped in.
The Satyre.
It was fully covered in a thick, heavy regalia that dragged slightly as it moved. The fabric was layered and dark, covering every part of its body, including its face. The hood was deep enough that nothing inside could be seen clearly.
But it didn’t need to be seen.
Its presence alone was enough.
I felt it immediately. Power that didn’t feel like anything we were used to. It wasn’t wolf energy. It wasn’t anything close to it.
Leslie let out a shaky breath.
"I can’t... I can’t see it properly," she said.
"You’re not supposed to," Summer replied quickly. "Only Alphas can."
I could see it clearly.
Every step it took felt intentional, like it already knew why it was here.
Gunnar stepped in front of Summer instantly.
"You called this here?" he demanded.
"Yes," she said.
"Do you understand what you’ve just done?" he asked."How the hell were you even able to summon a Satyre?"
"Wekl I have my ways, I’m my mother’s daughter," she replied again.
"You don’t summon something like this into our territory without consequences," he said.
"I know," she answered. "But I don’t care about consequences if it saves him."
Gunnar looked at Cane, then back at her.
He didn’t respond.
That silence gave her the space to move.
She stepped around him before he could stop her.
"Summer," he said sharply.
But she ignored him.
She walked forward and stopped a few feet from the Satyre.
I felt the tension rise again.
Everything about this felt like it was going too far, but at the same time, there was no other option.
Gunnar looked at me.
"What the hell is she doing?" he asked, clearly not believing any of this.
I didn’t answer.
Because I didn’t know.
Or maybe I did, and I just didn’t want to say it out loud.
Summer stood straight, looking up at the Satyre without fear.
The figure didn’t move.
It just stood there, waiting for her.
Gunnar took a step forward again.
"This stops now," he said. "We’re not going to do this."
"If we don’t, he dies," Summer replied, without turning around.
That shut him up again.
Cane’s weak breathing was the only sound for a moment.
Then Summer spoke. Her voice was soft.
"Please begin."
