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Chapter thirty: no mercy for the weak
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2025-05-02 03:08:02The battlefield around me hot, a blur of growls, gnashing of teeth, and the violent clash of knives. But none of it mattered to me. My eyes were fixed on her—on Freya, my own. She stood near the corners of the forest, the power lurking around her like an unquenchable storm, a force I could never fully touch.
Every part of me yelled at me to reach out, to bring her back from whatever route she was walking, but it was as though she'd already gone, gone too far beyond my reach.
I tried to approach her, but my legs felt like they were leaving me behind. The power around us both was cheering. She was standing alone, a lone sheep surrounded by the flickering of shadows and light, yet I couldn’t slide through. The wall she’d built between us was not pentrateble, and the more I tried to smash it down, the more my chest pierced.
I couldn’t let go off her , can't lose her. Not now. Not after these whole thing.
But the truth sank into my chest like an ice: she was already slipping off my hands. And I hate to admit.
In the conflict, I heard a familiar tone call out, its sound fierce and commanding. I turned to see Riven walking toward me. He had been part of Kade’s accomplice long enough to know what was going to happen next. His face was a mask of cold determination, his stare hard and darker than I’d ever seen them.
“Finnick,” Riven said, his voice low, almost a mercy. “She’s not the same anymore. You need to see it. this power inside her. It’s too massive for you to handle. She’ll destroy you if you keep chasing her.”
I growled, gnashing my teeth at him. “shut it! I’m not chasing her. I’m trying to rescue her, Riven. You were supposed to be by my side. You'd helped her, didn’t you? You knew this would happen.”
Riven’s face flinched, but he didn’t take his stare away. “It was unreadable. "Finnick, You saw her energy yourself. You rejected her, made her believe she was a waif. You shattered her. And now she’s not just some girl you can control.”
The words pushed me harder than any of Kade’s wolves could. “I never wanted to rule her,” I said, my voice left me. “I needed her to be strong. But not this way. Not all by herself”
Riven’s lips curled into a tiny smirk. “Then it’s too late. You’re already lost her. But you needn't to worry. Someone else will take care of her now.”
My heart dropped. I followed Riven’s glance. And there, on the far side of the battlefield, stood Kade. His focus stuck on us, but his eyes were fixed on Freya. I felt a surge of possessiveness stung me, hotter and more violent than anything I had ever known.
And then I saw it.
Kade was smiling__cold, his glare gleaming with a dangerous, manipulative look. He was moving toward her, slowly, methodically. There was something about his presence that made everything inside me go cold.
I knew exactly what was happening.
Kade had always wanted power. But now, seeing Freya’s magic, I realized he didn’t just want her for her strength—he wanted her. He wanted her.
His pack had already begun to circle around her, closing in like wolves around prey, though I could see the way Kade was different. He wasn’t just interested in her power. His gaze was filled with something darker, something more possessive.
He was claiming her.
And in that moment, everything within me snapped.
“No.” The word left my mouth in a low growl.
I turned toward Riven, my fury building. “You’ve been working with him this whole time, haven’t you?”
Riven didn’t flinch. “I was never your ally, Finnick. I’m doing what’s best for everyone. She’s too powerful, too dangerous. She’s not someone you can lead. Not anymore.”
My mind reeled with his words, but they didn’t matter. Not now. All that mattered was Freya. And Kade was already moving toward her.
I pushed through the chaos of the battle, ignoring the wolves that circled around me, the blood, the screams. I wasn’t thinking about anything but Freya. I couldn’t let Kade take her. He would twist her, use her, and the thought of it was too much to bear.
When I reached her, I stopped, standing just a few feet away. I could feel the power around her now, rippling in the air like a tangible thing. She wasn’t looking at me. She was staring ahead, eyes cold, distant, like she had already made her decision.
But then Kade stepped forward, his voice smooth, seductive. “Freya,” he said, his tone like honey, “you don’t need to do this alone. You’re stronger than anyone here realizes. Together, we can rule this world.”
I saw her flinch, just a little, but it was enough. My heart twisted painfully in my chest.
No. She wasn’t going to fall for his lies. She couldn’t.
I took a step forward, trying to close the distance, my voice desperate. “Freya. This isn’t you. You don’t need him.”
She turned slowly, her eyes meeting mine. I saw the flicker of pain in them, but it was quickly replaced by the cold resolve I had come to dread.
“I can’t go back, Finnick,” she said softly, her voice breaking, but her gaze unwavering. “You were never there when I needed you. You never saw me, not truly. I’m not the girl you knew anymore. I can’t go back to that.”
My heart shattered. “Freya, please. I made mistakes. I know I hurt you, but I can’t lose you. Not like this. I love you. Let me make it right.”
For a moment, she hesitated. And I thought—I really thought—I was reaching her.
But then Kade’s voice broke through, smooth as ever. “You’re stronger than him, Freya. I can give you everything. Power. Control. You needn't to be his weakness no more.”
Freya’s glance shifted to Kade, and I saw something dark and dangerous in her eyes, something strange I'd never seen before. Something that made me concluded It was too late.
She turned her back on me completely, facing Kade now. “Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’m done being weak. Done being his.”
The words struck me like a physical punch.
I stood there, a failure frozen, as she walked toward Kade, her power surfing from her body, wild and furiously.
I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. That was my woman. The person I loved was slipping through my fingers, and there was nothing I could do to stop her.
Kade sent a cold smirk , victorious smile as Freya walked into his embrace, her powers flocking around them both.
And in that moment, I knew. It was over
I had lost her. My love.
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