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The Lone Wolf CHAPTER 86
CHAPTER 86A Century AgoIrene was caught in a storm of her own. Days had passed since Marcus had given her the relic and she was stuck in a dilemma as a storm brewed on the surface. She had dreamed of the relic long before Marcus gave it to her. The moment he displayed the relic to her, she had flashbacks of a dream she’d had for the longest time. It was not clear at first but the shape had been there, hidden beneath ash and bone, pulsing softly in the darkness behind her eyelids. It was always the same dream: A woman being held by the throat and holding a carved weapon in her hand, surrounded by light, and stabs it into a man’s chest, and almost immediately, the scene changes to something else. Turns to an empty and silent battlefield, the sky was the color of blood, split by red lightning. A single object lay at her feet, a shard of something ancient, humming with the kind of power that made her soul recoil and tremble. It seemed to have a breath and life of its own, and it held
The Lone Wolf CHAPTER 85
CHAPTER 85A Century AgoIt was the dead of night when Marcus returned to the ruins beneath the Vale. Sometimes he felt like his body was being controlled by the heart and not by him. This was not a dream or a vision as he was driven purely by instincts, he journeyed in silence, not sure who the pilot of his body was.The Vale looked different from the last time he saw it. The sharp glow of the runes was no more. The absence of the heart had taken a toll on the chamber. The veins lost their vitality and had already withered, and there, among the whispering stones and half-dead runes, he found it.It was a small carved stone. It looked ancient and powerful, broken in half but thumping with great power. It was a weapon forged from the earth, bones, and shadows, cold to the touch yet pulsing with heat beneath the surface, as if something lived inside. It felt too ancient for him to understand or even describe the materials for its creation.It looked like a small, simple dagger without a
The Lone Wolf CHAPTER 84
CHAPTER 84A Century AgoMarcus woke up screaming and drenched in sweat. His brows creased as sweat formed in his glabella and fell to his brows but that was the least of his concerns as he was disoriented.His lungs fought for air that wasn’t full of ash and blood. His hands clawed at the sheets, half shifted, the scent of burning still clinging to his skin. He could still hear the bones breaking under his claws. See Abel’s face, wide-eyed, betrayed, broken.It felt so real. Too real. It felt more like reality than a dream. The Vale, the battle, the betrayal.The change. He was frightened.He scrambled from the bed, stumbling into the wash basin, splashing cold water on his face like it could drown the memory. He frantically splashed water on his face and when he looked up at his reflection in the mirror, he froze.His reflection—Who was staring back at him?His eyes, once a vibrant shade of gold, now shimmered with crimson. What were once slight patches had become faint blotches
The Lone Wolf CHAPTER 83
CHAPTER 83A Century AgoMarcus stood in the clearing. A vast expanse of barren ground, burned due to the war, and eventually declared a neutral ground. It was a dead zone between territories where the Versipellis and the Vrykolakas could tread without consequences.There, a cloaked figure stood. He was an emissary, but his figure did not cast any shadow on the ground.Marcus noticed the anomaly and cast the emissary a questioning look which he ignored.He had come to the old boundary stone out of instinct more than strategy. He knew in his gut that he needed to be there. The war front line had gone quiet. Too quiet. His soldiers were uneasy and came up with various theories. The soldiers murmured of a storm coming, but Marcus knew it wasn’t the weather they sensed.It was him. The storm that brewed within.And there was also something else.The wind carried no scent, yet the moment Marcus stepped into the clearing of scorched earth with bones blackened by old fire littered around, he
The Lone Wolf CHAPTER 82
CHAPTER 82A Century AgoWeeks after Marcus escaped from the chambers and the vale, back within the Versipellis encampment and outlying battle fronts, it didn’t leave him.No matter how much he tried to ignore and resist it, how far he ran, how much he meditated under the moonlight, or how often he shifted and trained until exhaustion claimed him, the rhythm remained. Faint and steady.Thump. Thump.The pulse wasn't just in his head anymore. It had evolved. It was under his skin, in the marrow of his bones. The only solution he had was to exhaust his body so that his mind would be worn out and he could drift off to sleep.But to his dismay, he began having dreams that felt so real, and the dreams became more consistent each passing day. They came every night. He would wake up panting and drenched in a pool of his sweat.Eventually, they became more than nightmares. No matter how hard he fought, his resistance was not enough. Day by day, it got worse.Visions of unity swirled beneath
The Lone Wolf CHAPTER 81
CHAPTER 81A Century AgoMarcus clenched his fist tightly until his claws pierced his skin and drew blood. The pain cleared the fog just enough for him to reorganize his thoughts. He took a shaky step back from the altar, chest heaving as he took short breaths. The visions still swirled behind his eyes as the false memories began to take root. It was golden and sweet on the surface but he knew it was deadly and poisonous.“No,” he muttered. “You’re not real.” He shook his head. “You’re not mine.”The heart pulsed again in answer, faster and more frantic. Amusement laced in its tone.“But you came to me. You followed the blood trail. You called out to me and I answered. I am the only one who can help you and you know this. That is why you called out to me without even realizing it. I am the answer. I am the end.Marcus growled, low and guttural, his eyes flashing with a hint of his wolf. “I followed a Vrykolakas,” he hissed. “Not you.”And yet the chamber was empty as he turned around
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