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80. Edge of the Fire
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The Alpha King's Omega 84. The Chamber of Echoes
The air in the mountain shifted the moment Kyla’s words fell. The blue fire sputtered and hissed, shadows stretching long and thin as though the stone itself bent closer to listen. The silence no longer felt empty; it pressed in heavy and alive, a presence crouched just beyond sight, breathing with them.Freya’s pulse thundered against her ribs, so loud it seemed to echo in the cavern. She had agreed. The words had left her mouth with defiance, but now the truth of them settled like chains forged from iron: she would face Skyrana. Flame to flame. Soul to soul.Kyla rose slowly, her frail body quaking with the effort. Yet the shadows bent around her, carrying her weight like attendants to their mistress. Her clouded eyes caught the firelight and gleamed faintly, touched with something not wholly human. “The Chamber lies deep within this mountain,” she murmured, her voice brittle yet edged with reverence. “Carved by the first flame when it fell from the sky. It is a place where no lie c
The Alpha King's Omega 83. The Witch’s Warning
The silence in the cavern stretched long, taut as a blade suspended over their heads. The pale-blue fire in the hollowed chamber hissed faintly, shadows writhing across the walls like restless serpents. Nyra’s earlier words still hung in the air, heavy as iron, and all eyes turned toward Kyla, the Witch of Shadows.The old seer’s hands trembled where they still clutched Freya’s, her frail fingers digging in with unexpected strength. Her knuckles blanched white, and her chest rose in shallow, uneven breaths. The grief etched into her face deepened into something rawer, more jagged, fear.“No…” The word broke from her cracked lips like shattered glass scattering across stone. Her clouded eyes widened, reflecting the firelight with a sheen of dread. “You ask me to do the one thing I dared not even dream of. To sever her from Skyrana… to tear apart a soul already bound by fire.”Freya’s throat tightened. Her voice quavered, but desperation made it sharp. “But if we don’t, she’ll take me o
The Alpha King's Omega 82. The Witch of Shadows
The cave carved into the heart of the Mountain of Darkness glowed faintly, lit by a fire that was no fire at all. Its flames burned pale blue, casting long, eerie shadows that writhed against the cavern walls like living things. The stone dripped with moisture, its veins glimmering faintly as though the mountain remembered the blood and battles buried in its bones.Freya sat close to the unnatural fire, its glow brushing warmth against her chilled skin, but no flame could quiet the storm inside her chest. The shadows seemed to lean closer, listening, watching as though the mountain itself hungered for her response to what had been revealed.Kyla, the Witch of Shadows, the woman who had embraced her and spoken the word granddaughter, sat across from her. Age clung to her in every line of her frail frame, but her clouded eyes shimmered with a sorrow time had never managed to bury. Ragnar stood near the cavern wall, tall and unyielding, his silver gaze sharp and unreadable. His presence
The Alpha King's Omega 81. The Witch Of Shadows
The Mountain of Darkness loomed before them like a wound carved into the earth, a jagged scar that refused to heal. Its blackened slopes clawed at the sky, slicing the clouds into ragged shreds, while a crown of mist curled endlessly around its peaks like a shroud. The air grew colder the closer they came, every breath laced with frost and ash.The forest that surrounded its base was wrong. Trees leaned inward, their twisted limbs gnarled into shapes like broken bones, their bark split and oozing sap as dark as blood. No birds sang here. No leaves stirred. Only whispers drifted on a wind that had no source, voices threading through the silence, murmurs that felt like they were brushing against Freya’s very soul.Her chest tightened the moment her boots struck the ashen soil. It crunched beneath her like glass, black and brittle, as though it held the memory of lives burned and buried here. The shadows were heavier, thicker, slinking between the trees with a life of their own. The sile
The Alpha King's Omega 80. Edge of the Fire
The night was cool, the silver hush of the stream threading softly behind them, yet neither Ragnar nor Freya felt its chill. Heat lingered, trapped between their bodies, their breaths still uneven from the kiss that had consumed them whole. The air was thick with it, desire, restraint, danger, each heartbeat an echo against the silence of the forest.Ragnar stood close, so close she could feel the tremor of his breath against her skin. One hand braced against the rough bark above her head, caging her in, the other firm at her waist, holding her as though letting go would undo him. His chest heaved, broad and unyielding, his eyes molten embers burning into hers, hungry, restless, alive with something he had long fought to suppress.Freya’s lips still tingled, swollen and bruised from his kiss. Her skin sang where he had touched her, fire coursing through her veins as though he had branded her. She tried to draw breath, but it came shallow, stolen by the nearness of him.He lowered his
The Alpha King's Omega 79. By The Stream
The stream murmured like a secret kept by the earth, its silver ripples catching the pale shimmer of moonlight. Each wave fractured Freya’s reflection, breaking and mending her face with every current. She sat on a smooth stone at the water’s edge, her fingertips grazing the cool surface, as if the stream might cleanse the chaos twisting inside her.Behind her, Ragnar stood silent, broad shoulders cut against the night, his presence a living shadow. He was motionless, yet the air around him pulsed, tight with something coiled and caged, like a predator restraining itself.Nyra had led the horses deeper into the woods, leaving them alone. And in that solitude, the forest seemed to hush, listening, as though even the trees leaned closer. The night grew thick, pressing down until every breath between them was laden with unsaid truths.Ragnar moved. Slow, deliberate. His footsteps stirred the silence, but it was not sound that reached Freya first; it was his presence. The heat of him brus
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