Reborn from Ashes のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Achilles POVSophia's emotions are running high and it's impossible to ignore them, as they resonate in my chest, every single one of them... Knowing how much she was hurt and how it turned her into the woman she is today makes my blood boil.I still can't wrap my head around the fact that someone hurt her like that... The most shocking thing is knowing that she even married this guy! The control he exerted over Sophia is gigantic.Rationally, I understand that she was innocent and very young, so she let herself be taken in by someone older and who filled her with empty promises. The problem is that emotionally I simply can't see today's woman in the situation she describes.“That's a good question, Sophia.” Gáta said. “If the marriage is valid, then you'll need to use your married name. Since, even in human rituals, there is an intrinsic link between the two people.” I clamped my mouth shut tightly, holding back my anger and Perseus's. Knowing that Soph could still be linked to this

Sophia POVFinally, one of the most awaited days is happening. The day has dawned full of festivities and I can feel something different in the air, all this joy is contagious and I see all the employees smiling, talking and joking more.I'm happy that something like this is possible and that many have opened their eyes to the fact that previous thinking was archaic and that accepting the new isn't a bad thing. Of course, I know there are a few protests going on, but they are tiny compared to the festivities.I had ordered a wonderful dress, it has a V-neckline, but with a corset to support my breasts and make them more contoured, with slightly thicker straps, a small ribbon around the waist and a pinker skirt with an opening on the left leg. What's most striking is the print, which is in the watercolor style with the colors of the rainbow.I asked them to do a very colorful make-up on my face, adding glitter to bring out the colors and make it look very festive. Hyperion had selected

Sophia POVI could hear people stirring, many were calling for the doctor and there was already a team there, including Dr. Ioannidis who was leading the way. Lucca laid me down on the floor carefully, while I relaxed more, letting my breaths become longer.I think someone could give me an Oscar for my performance, but it's a good thing the doctor already knew about our plan. Precisely because my breathing was slower, I knew that my heartbeat was too, I had practiced this since the plan to make Achilles faint was made."NOW!" I hear Hayden's shout.I can feel the gigantic increase in auras, at the same time as the noise of transformation and the sound of fighting spread."Hayden!" Lucca called out, as his aura increased, trying to make a bubble around me.This time my breathing really started to get heavier, as I struggled to open my eyes, then the taste of blood invaded my mouth and I swallowed, knowing it was the blood of Achilles and Perseus.This gave me the strength to stand up a

Perseus POVIt's getting increasingly difficult to resist the urge to wrap Sophia in my arms and take her... Just as it’s becoming harder to ignore the attraction I feel towards Achilles. This desire only grows stronger, and a large part of me doesn't want to fight it.It’s as if I want to blow everything up and simply mark them both, to show the world that I have two mates and that nothing else matters. I stopped for a few seconds near the elevator door, taking deep breaths to control these instincts.It took me a few moments to finally extinguish that flame in my heart, and I put on a serious expression as we walked towards the place where the electric trio will be. I see people giving us a brief bow, and many are happy.This feeling is very good because I know I’m on the right path for the changes the pack needs, even though there are some who still haven’t accepted it. Those voices will be heard, but any physical, mental, or social attack will be met with firmness and justice.We’

Sophia's POVI blinked a few times, trying to make sense of something. My head was spinning, and at the same time, I could hear voices in the background, agitated, but I couldn’t understand what was being said. My body ached, especially my chest, there was a weight that felt different, something that made me feel sick. My breathing became labored, and I let out a low groan. I tried to bring my hand to my chest to see if I could remove that weight.A part of me knew that this was an irrational action, that this weight wasn’t something physical that I could grasp, but still... I simply didn’t know if I could continue carrying such a thing. I’m not someone who cries, but I could feel tears starting to run down the corners of my eyes because I had no control over my actions. It was so hard to move, to breathe, and I couldn’t even open my eyes.It was terrifying because the voices grew louder, and I needed to understand what was being said. Instinctively, I knew it was about me, and if the