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Chapter 74. Zeina’s Awakening
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Against All Odds Chapter 109. A family journey
* Zeina *Four months later. The child in my stomach begins to develop and he moves every day.A flutter, soft as breath, just beneath the curve of my ribs. Not a kick, not yet, but something alive, something determined. Like he was stretching against the cage of bone and blood, already restless, already fierce. Like he was his father's son.I stood by the high windows of the South Tower, where the late sunlight painted the stone floors in gold and rust. The wind outside howled across the cliffs, wild and unyielding, but inside the keep, everything felt still. Held. Waiting.My hands went instinctively to my belly, cradling the swell that had grown firmer, more undeniable each week. Four months. Four moons since the healers whispered the word I never thought I'd hear spoken of me.Pregnant.I had prepared for war. I had been groomed to lead. To fight. To bleed. Never to carry life. Never to slow down. But the moment the truth had settled over me, it didn't feel like surrender.It felt
Against All Odds Chapter 108. He returns home
* Cerberus *Two Days Later, on the Western Pass. The wind was sharper here. Harsher. It dragged through the ravines of the western cliffs like a mourning song, cold and laced with the lingering tang of smoke and blood that refused to fade, even now. It clung to the stones. To the bones. To the breath. I could taste it in the back of my throat, ash and memory, grief and grit.The Hollow was far behind me now. My grandfather's grave lay beneath the roots of the Mourning Tree, his bones returned to the land that once birthed his fire. The witches had chanted until their voices grew raw, until their magic soaked into the ground like rain, until I could no longer feel where his legacy ended and my burden began. I'd bled into that earth. I'd given it my howl, my rage, my sorrow. I'd asked it to take the part of me I could no longer carry.But grief doesn't leave. Not truly. It settles in the marrow. It makes a home in silence. It echoes in footsteps and forgotten laughter.Now, only one th
Against All Odds Chapter 107. Cerberus Legacy
* Zeina *I woke to the scent of blood and ash.Not my own, though mine was there too, crusted in the corners of my mouth, dried beneath my nails, soaked into the shredded remnants of what had once been a royal battle cloak. But it was old blood now. Spilled blood. Blood that had bought us time.The ridge was quiet.Not the quiet of peace. The kind of quiet that follows devastation. A pregnant, unnatural stillness, like the world itself held its breath in fear of what I might do next.I stood at the edge of the battlefield, where the earth had been split open by the roar of the creature we felled. My boots crunched over scorched grass and shattered bone. The sky above was smeared with smoke, faintly tinged with violet as dawn threatened to break through the gloom.I touched my belly.Alive.He still moved within me, strong, defiant, untouched by the death that had tried to claim us both. I had fought through fire, through fear, through the severing of the bond that tethered me to Cerb
Against All Odds Chapter 106. Cerberus mourning
* Cerberus *The Hollow Mountain was quiet.Not silent, no, silence could never exist in a place like this. The trees themselves whispered in the wind, murmuring through their twisted boughs as if echoing a language older than the bones of the earth. Magic here was not spoken, but breathed, and tonight it grieved.I stood beneath the arching canopy of black-needled pines, a shallow crescent of earth cut from the world around it, ringed with witchfire and stone. They called it The Hollow of Remembrance, sacred ground to the witches of the Northwood Coven. And it was here that I had brought him.My grandfather.The last of the Blackfang line before me, a relic of an age so violent it had no name. And now, just bones and blood soaked in cloth, wrapped in the traditional wolfhide burial shroud of our ancestors.The witches circled us, veils draped across their faces, their voices low and humming in harmony. Each tone carried a memory. A sorrow. A promise."Ila'vhen drasi, soren malae..."
Against All Odds Chapter 105. Battle at her pack
* Zeina *But belief is a fragile thing. It can be shattered in an instant, and it nearly was.Through Beta Kael's eyes, I saw the moment the creature bared its full power.Its roar wasn't sound, not truly, it was memory. A wave of pain, despair, centuries of war and ruin echoing through the very marrow of the mountain. Beta Kael staggered back as if struck not by claws, but by the death of entire worlds. Trees withered around them. Snow blackened. The younger wolves screamed, their ears bleeding from the sheer wrongness of the thing.The tether flared violently, jerking my spirit. I gasped, hand flying to my chest as I was pulled, thrown, into Aldin's line of sight. A moment of vertigo. Of heat. I was in his body now, in him, and I saw what he saw.Donna. Her blade glowing. Her stance firm. She was right where I'd told her to be, but the creature turned.It knew.Its head swiveled, too far, too fast, toward her."Donna, move!" I screamed, though I knew she couldn't hear me.But someh
Against All Odds Chapter 104. Beta’s fight for their Alpha
* Zeina *I didn't sleep that night, the thoughts of chaos in the West kept me up. Even with the vial Isolde gave me resting on the table by the bed, unopened. I sat upright long after the moon crested the mountains, my hand curved protectively around my belly, listening. To the silence. To the wind. To the heartbeat inside me.And then, just before dawn broke over the ridges, I felt it.Not a knock. Not a howl. But the shift in the air that comes before steel is drawn. It was as if the mountain exhaled sharply, and the wind carried blood in its breath.I rushed to the eastern balcony of the stronghold, my vision sweeping across the jagged treeline below.Smoke.A pale thread at first, rising from just beyond Blackwind Valley. Then two. Then five.No horns were sounded. No banners raised. But the war had begun. The first blade had been drawn. Wolves have shown their fangs.A soldier scrambled into the war chamber, panting. "Rogues. And something worse. They came through the fog. No wa
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