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CHAPTER160- FORGED IN FIRE ( Selena's point of view)

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The wind over Dark Hollow is no longer cruel. It carries no scent of fear, no tremble of war drums. Instead, it brings warmth—the kind that settles deep in the bones, like the breath of something ancient finally laid to rest. I walk through the ruins of what once was a battlefield, not as a goddess, not as an exile, but as something simpler. As Selena.

Around me, the land begins to heal. The ash recedes. The blood sinks into the soil. Wolves gather, their gazes filled with awe, confusion, and something else—something I recognize too well: hope. The Spiral sleeps now, its voice quiet within me, its hunger gone. And in that silence, I finally hear the sound of my own footsteps, steady and free.

Damian waits near the altar stone, the same one that once bore the ancient rites of union, now cracked by fire and time. He doesn’t stand tall like an Alpha. He kneels, his head bowed—not in weakness, but in understanding. His wolf does not bristle. It does not fight. It listens, just as he does.
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    The air is quieter now.Years have passed since the Blood Moon turned red with war and forgiveness. Dark Hollow, once fractured by fear and pride, breathes as one again. The trees have grown back thicker. The sky feels wider. And peace, though hard-earned, has settled into the bones of the pack like a second skin—stitched there through scars and sacrifice.Selena stands beneath the same moon that once watched her burn.The clearing glows with soft light, and the wind carries the scent of pine, earth, and memory. It wasn’t always like this—there were years of silence, of rebuilding walls both inside and out. But now, the land hums with quiet unity. No more divided camps. No more whispered blame. Just the rhythm of life, steady and sure.Her fingers are laced with Damian’s. There’s no crown on either of their heads, no sign of thrones or altars—just two souls who stayed when the world begged them to run. His thumb brushes against hers, grounding her. Around them, the night pulses with pe

  • THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE    CHAPTER160- FORGED IN FIRE ( Selena's point of view)

    The wind over Dark Hollow is no longer cruel. It carries no scent of fear, no tremble of war drums. Instead, it brings warmth—the kind that settles deep in the bones, like the breath of something ancient finally laid to rest. I walk through the ruins of what once was a battlefield, not as a goddess, not as an exile, but as something simpler. As Selena.Around me, the land begins to heal. The ash recedes. The blood sinks into the soil. Wolves gather, their gazes filled with awe, confusion, and something else—something I recognize too well: hope. The Spiral sleeps now, its voice quiet within me, its hunger gone. And in that silence, I finally hear the sound of my own footsteps, steady and free.Damian waits near the altar stone, the same one that once bore the ancient rites of union, now cracked by fire and time. He doesn’t stand tall like an Alpha. He kneels, his head bowed—not in weakness, but in understanding. His wolf does not bristle. It does not fight. It listens, just as he does.

  • THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE    CHAPTER159- THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE (Selena's point of view)

    I stand in the space between—where gods cannot walk, where time peels back like paper singed at the edges. The Spiral moves behind me, but it no longer commands. It listens. It waits.The other me steps forward, born of everything I cast away: godhood without love, power without grief. She wears my face, but it is smooth, untouched by the choices that left scars. Her voice is mine—but hollow.“You burned everything for them,” she says softly, tilting her head. “And they will forget you.”I don’t respond. I feel Kael’s name echoing somewhere behind me like a fading heartbeat. That alone is enough.“You could still ascend,” she says, circling. “Take your place. Rule them better than the gods ever did.”“No,” I say. My voice is steady. My hands don’t tremble. “I didn’t come here to rule.”“Then why are you here?” Her smile sharpens. “You gave up the Spiral’s power, and yet it followed you. You left the gods behind, but they wait at the edge of your silence. You burned, and still you brea

  • THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE    CHAPTER158- THE WORLD AFTER THE FLAME.

    The Spiral had quieted—but not stilled.Ashes no longer fell from the skies, yet the ground beneath Elthara’s feet was warm, pulsing with roots that did not belong to any world she remembered. Life stirred in unfamiliar patterns: wolves whose eyes shimmered with stardust, rivers that ran uphill in defiance of memory. The war was over. But the world did not return to what it was. It became something entirely new.She walked the edges of this reborn land with Kael at her side, their steps light, their hearts heavier than silence would admit. Villages once burned now bloomed with spectral flowers. Children born of peace—and of forgetting—played beneath trees no longer named. The Spiral had released its hold, but its echo still shimmered in the air, in the bones of those who survived. Some remembered the gods. Others remembered only her silence.“Do you think they know?” Kael asked quietly, his eyes tracing the distant mountains. “What you became for them?”Elthara shook her head. “They

  • THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE    CHAPTER157- THE GATE SHE BECAME.

    The gate pulsed before her like a living scar in the world, neither open nor sealed. Its edges shimmered with the Spiral’s dying magic—threads that once bound gods to order, and wolves to fate. Now, it trembled, awaiting the touch of the one who had broken free.Selena stood still, her hand suspended inches from the light. The question still echoed, low and haunting: What are you willing to become… to never belong again?She looked down at her fingers—once calloused by survival, once marked by rejection, once soaked in the blood of wars that were never hers. Now, they glowed faintly with something unnamable. Not divine. Not monstrous. Something deeper. Choice.Behind her, the battlefield raged in silence. The lock thrashed against its unraveling. The flame-being roared without fire, sensing its end. Kael had fallen to one knee, blinded by the light radiating from her body.But Selena did not waver. Not this time.“I was never yours,” she whispered, not just to the Spiral, but to every

  • THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE    CHAPTER156- A GOD WITHOUT A NAME.

    The world was moving without her. Not slowly, not in mourning—but frantically, as if trying to patch the tear her absence had left. Across distant territories, skies dimmed and surged, rivers reversed their course, and wolves woke to dreams not their own. Packs whispered in tongues forgotten by time. Selena, once the Spiral’s chosen flame, felt none of it. She stood outside the weave of fate, watching a world try to remember itself… without her in it.Above the ruined Temple, the lock and the flame-bound guardian circled in rising fury. Without her as their tether, both began to unravel. Fire struck through sky like cracks across glass, while shadows bled from earth as if trying to swallow the flames whole. Kael stood between them, his body trembling from the weight of their pull. “She’s not lost,” he growled through gritted teeth. “She stepped beyond you.” But the Spiral had no balance anymore. Not without its chosen.Deep in the shifting void, Selena wandered past echoes of her fo

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