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Chapter 80: The Pilot’s Blood

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I smiled, pulling back, and stepped up to the pedestal.

The black glass altar was freezing to the touch, vibrating with a high-pitched frequency that made my teeth ache. Thousands of ancient, microscopic runic lines were etched beneath the smooth surface, pulsing with a weak, dying pale-blue light—the remnant of the High Council's corrupted power grid.

I raised both hands, pressing my palms flat against the cold glass.

BOOM!

The psychic shockwave hit me like a physical collision.

My consciousne
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  • How I Met My Mates   Chapter 80: The Pilot’s Blood

    I smiled, pulling back, and stepped up to the pedestal.The black glass altar was freezing to the touch, vibrating with a high-pitched frequency that made my teeth ache. Thousands of ancient, microscopic runic lines were etched beneath the smooth surface, pulsing with a weak, dying pale-blue light—the remnant of the High Council's corrupted power grid.I raised both hands, pressing my palms flat against the cold glass.BOOM!The psychic shockwave hit me like a physical collision.My consciousness was violently ripped from my body, thrown out into a vast, three-dimensional blueprint of the sky.I wasn't standing in the war room anymore. I was floating five miles above the continent, looking down at the five landmasses drifting in the violet void. I could see the massive, glowing ley-line cables—thick as mountain ranges—stretching between the five provincial hulls, straining, snapping, and spitting violent blue sparks as the landmasses pulled apart.North: Vector 014. Elevation +12,000

  • How I Met My Mates   Chapter 79: To The South

    The sky was no longer blue; it was a bruised, shimmering violet.From the central balcony of the Obsidian Palace, three thousand feet above the shattered parade grounds, the horizon curve was violently, undeniable wrong. To the far north, the massive, ice-encrusted jagged mountain ranges of the Northern Province were ascending into a bank of frozen, white-and-silver thunderheads, drifting higher into the thinning air. To the south, the lush, swampy delta lands were dropping into a deep, heat-hazed cloud trench where red lightning flickered like veins across the dark sky.The world was tearing itself into five distinct, floating continental hulls—and we had less than seventy-two hours before the distance between them snapped our atmosphere like a brittle thread.Inside the grand war chamber, the air was thick with the sharp, metallic smell of hot copper, melted lead, and ozone.The ancient star-metal floorboards had peeled back, revealing the sprawling mechanical heart of the Citadel

  • How I Met My Mates   Chapter 78: The Sky that Broke

    With a final, heavy rattle in his throat, the titan's head slumped back against the stone. The amber light in his visor went completely dark.Silence fell over the immediate circle, broken only by the thunderous roar of the wind and the distant, screaming terror of sixty thousand displaced legionnaires running for cover across the tilting city.Kaelen stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the glowing conduit lines beneath our feet. "Asher! Can you read the primary control telemetry from the palace vaults?"A brief pause filled with heavy static sounded over the comms, followed by the rapid, frantic tapping of Asher's fingers on an ancient star-metal console."I'm in the central vault now," Asher reported, his tone dropping into that cold, analytical precision he used when calculating survival odds. "The First Prime wasn't lying. The bedrock beneath all five provinces is composed of eighty percent star-metal alloy and localized grav-containment field generators. When Elara triggered the S

  • How I Met My Mates   Chapter 77: The First Prime

    The world did not fall apart with a roar; it fell apart with the sound of snapping iron and the deep, groan of three billion tons of bedrock tearing itself free from the earth.From our perch inside the hanging steel cage, thirty feet above the harbor, the perspective was terrifyingly absolute.The harbor water—dark, violent, and churning—wasn't just receding; it was being sucked into a gaping, abyssal maw as the entire granite shelf of the Imperial Capital lifted upward. The colossal two-hundred-foot tsunami wave on the horizon didn't crash into the cliffs; it slammed into a wall of newly exposed, slick black star-metal hull that rose from the ocean bed like the spine of an ancient, sleeping leviathan.BOOM!The kinetic shockwave of the continent’s elevation hit us like a battering ram."Hold on!" Kaelen roared, his massive arms wrapping around my waist as he kicked through the weakened, rusted floorbars of the cage.With his Alpha aura fully restored, his strength was absolute. He

  • How I Met My Mates   Chapter 76: The Abyss of Free Fall

    Maeve gasped, forcing her head up to look through the open palace doors into the grand hall.The six iron-clad guardians she had brought from the Eastern fleet were no longer holding the provincial commanders at gunpoint.Zane—his ribs taped tightly with dark linen, his face pale as death—stood in the shadow of the throne room doors, holding two heavy, high-yield demolition detonators he had stripped from the warship's hold. Standing behind him were two hundred loyal Citadel guards, their plain steel crossbows leveled straight at the guardians' bare, unarmored heads.Without magic, six ancient guardians could not withstand two hundred steel bolts at point-blank range.Maeve let out a low, bitter laugh, resting her forehead against the freezing marble floor. "You think you've won... don't you, Asher?"Asher adjusted his coat, his amber eyes cold as ice as he looked down at her. "We saved our pack.""You saved four wolves," Maeve whispered, her golden eyes turning to look out toward th

  • How I Met My Mates   Chapter 75: Blood Crust

    The sharp, metallic SNAP of the primary suspension chains ripped through the icy air like a gunshot.Time seemed to dilate into a nightmare of pure motion and horror.Thirty feet above the jagged, black-granite cliffs of the royal harbor, the heavy iron cage dropped. The rusted links whipped through the air, sparking wildly against the star-metal scaffolding before snapping entirely, leaving the three-ton cage in total, uninhibited free fall toward the frozen abyss below.Inside, Kaelen's dark, blood-crusted form shifted slightly as the floor fell beneath him, his heavy iron manacles rattling against the vertical bars."KAELEN!"The scream didn't come from my Sovereign mark—it came from the absolute, unadulterated depths of my soul.Without magic, without the supernatural speed of my wolf or the flight-like leap of my silver light, my body acted on raw, desperate instinct. I didn't measure the distance. I didn't look at the three-hundred-foot drop into the razor-sharp ice floes churn

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