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• The Two Alphas Who Want Me   33. The Curse that Chose Me

  The world greeted me again with the soft glow of Halvar’s torch. His face looked worried, his eyes fixed on the changes on my hand, which still hadn’t returned to its normal form.“You… you let the conduit pierce straight into you, Mina,” he said quietly. “The energy’s still flowing. But you didn’t… collapse.”I blinked, my breathing heavy and heart pounding too fast. Thora’s voice in my mind came out rough, anxious, and slightly stunned.‘You’re insane. But maybe only that kind of insanity could save us.’Zehra examined the mark carved into the root. The red light that had once flowed to Lyreth’s name now pulsed faintly along my conduit. “You redirected the curse’s burden. But this is only the beginning. They’ll know it was you who disrupted their ritual.”I knew that. And I knew the price of defying them openly.“How long until they strike again?” I asked.“Not long,” Zehra replied. “Once Lyreth’s blood can no longer be controlled, they’ll come for you. Because now you’re the condui

• The Two Alphas Who Want Me   32. Sparks of Past Love

  POV: Mina***The cold mist hadn’t completely lifted from my skin. Every breath seemed to filter the echoes of Lyreth’s voice, my mother’s voice, my own fears.I clutched my chest where the weight had been sitting since we returned. Whether it was the blood bond… or the guilt—I wasn’t sure. Maybe both.“How far is it?” My voice came out in a whisper as we left the rocky crevice behind.Halvar didn’t look back. “Depends on how deep you’re willing to go.”I frowned. “What do you mean?”Zehra spoke from beside me, her voice sharp, but not unkind. “The Umbra Knot isn’t just a physical location. It moves. It surrounds. It responds to blood. And now, because Lyreth is wounded and you're bound to her, the path to the Knot has opened. But at a cost.”“A cost?”“Your soul will be laid bare before

• The Two Alphas Who Want Me   31. What's Thicker Than Blood?

  POV: MinaThe sky above us was still gray when we returned from the pursuit. Zehra didn’t speak much, and Halvar walked slightly ahead, as if giving me space.I should’ve felt relieved—Rue was no longer vanishing into shadows. But that encounter left a bitter taste in my throat. Not because she didn’t apologize. But because… part of me still wished I could have my old friend back.The one she used to be."Is that stupid?" I murmured without thinking.Zehra turned to me. "What?"I shook my head. "Nothing. Forget it."But as always, Zehra could read me without needing an expla

• The Two Alphas Who Want Me   30. Reconcile

  POV: MinaI don’t know where I am.I don’t know who I am.There are voices, light, shadows whispering in a language I once knew—but can no longer understand.“You are a curse.”“You were born from a traitor’s blood.”“Everything would be better if you disappeared.”I tremble, wrapping my arms tightly around myself, trying to block out those voices—voices like nails hammered into my skull. I know this isn’t the real world. But it’s not a dream either. This is... something in-between. A place where souls get lost when body and mind come undone.

• The Two Alphas Who Want Me   29. The Fractures Within Me

  POV: MinaI didn’t know how long I’d been in this place.The sky above my head never changed. Black, silent, and curved around me like I was trapped inside the ribcage of some ancient sleeping creature. But I could feel its heartbeat. Faint. Like a second pulse echoing from deep beneath the earth.“I’m not afraid…” I whispered softly.But that was a lie.Thora didn’t answer. She hadn’t vanished, but she was silent. As if the voices flooding my mind were drowning her out. Voices that… shouldn’t exist.“You’re a monster, Mina. Just like your mother.”“You think those two alphas love you for who you are?”“They only want your power. Not your heart.”“Traitor. Cursed child.”I covered my ears. But the voices kept flowing. From the shadows. From the cracks. From the mist.“What is this

• The Two Alphas Who Want Me   28. As If, the World Revolves Around Her

  POV: Nyxon Our steps grew heavier. The path we followed—one littered with roots, moss, and endless mist—had taken us deeper into the forest. But... not to the right place. Benjamin, usually the calmest among us, had begun sighing more often. And even Dad—typically stoic and cold as a stone—had glanced left and right with growing suspicion. “I’m not seeing any consistent tracks,” Benjamin muttered as he crouched, brushing the soil with his fingertips. “It’s like we’re walking in circles.” “Could be magic from the Umbra Knot,” I replied, though even I was starting to doubt it. Dad stopped ahead of us. His gaze was sharp, cutting through us. “You’re following signs—not reading intent.” He turned to me. “Are you sure this is the direction Mina took?” I clenched my jaw. “The signs match everything the old Umbrawolf gatekeepers described. Thick fog, black moss on trees, wind that shifts direction suddenly—” “And all of that could be a trap,” Dad cut in. “You want to waste time