The hybrids alpha pact のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Amora's feet thudded on the forest ground, her breath ragged as they sprinted through dense foliage. The noises of the troops trailing behind them had disappeared, engulfed by the shadows of the forest. Deven held onto her arm firmly, urging her on while her thoughts raced with recent events.Who exactly was Malakai? What had alerted him to their plan? After everything that happened, what was his motivation to assist her? She was filled with questions swirling in her mind, but there were still no answers, only increased confusion and uncertainty.They kept going until they reached a point deep in the forest where the soldiers would not be able to follow their trail. At last, Kael came to a stop, his breaths coming out heavily as he looked around. "I think we are out of danger for the time being."Deven let go of Amora's arm and stepped back, his gaze stern as he questioned her, "What on earth were you thinking?"Amora blinked, while still trying to regain her breath. "I—"Deven snappe

As we got ready to depart from the campsite at sunrise, the burden of the upcoming confrontation weighed heavily on me. In the heavy air filled with the aroma of wet soil and fading fire smoke, my thoughts were focused on the future instead. The King of Alphas.I couldn't rid myself of the suspicion that Malakai held additional information about him that he wasn't revealing. His mysterious cautions, his instructions to flee, and his unexplained assurance all troubled me. Nevertheless, relying on Malakai seemed as precarious as treading on unstable ground, and I wasn't prepared to plummet.While packing, I repeatedly reviewed the plan in my head. We had decided to entice the Alpha King out, prepare a trap for him, and utilize the newfound abilities granted by the blood oath to reverse the situation. It was dangerous. Every aspect of it signaled peril. If we didn't take action quickly, he would locate us, and we would be the ones trapped.Kael worked with precision, his expression showi

Perspective of AmoraI hovered above the Alpha King, his taunting grin remaining as he bled onto the ground. The strength within me, the untamed sorcery that had surged so forcefully, had calmed, yet I could still sense it. It throbbed under my skin, simmering, anticipating."Accordingly, you have no idea of what you have set in motion," he had remarked. His words reverberated in my mind, eliciting uncertainties I was not prepared to confront. The expression in his eyes, dark and smug, even in loss, indicated he was aware of something unknown to me.Deven moved nearer, his weapon still pointed, his gaze shifting back and forth from me to the Alpha King. Amora, it's necessary for us to complete this. Presently.I was aware that he was correct. The Alpha King remained weak and exposed, yet a sense of danger lingered in the air. This was not finished. Not at this time.Kael stood next to me, his jaw clenched, ready for my cue. We captured him. The Alpha King was lying on the floor, tryin

Amora’s Point of ViewAs we ventured further into the forest, the chill in the air became more intense, with the dense trees stretching long shadows over the narrow trail we were on. The atmosphere was charged with tension, as if the forest itself was aware of our intentions. The idea of encountering Malakai again made me feel disgusted, but there was no alternative. Whether we approved of it or not, he was the crucial piece of the puzzle.With tense shoulders, Deven led the way, constantly scanning our surroundings with his eyes. Kael stood next to me, quiet but attentive. Mira followed behind, feeling unsettled from the surprise attack but resolute in her decision to remain by our side. The fire within her had intensified, and despite the fear still visible in her eyes, a newfound strength was also present.The winding path guided us deeper into the center of the woods. For hours, we followed Malakai's path, feeling the weight of our upcoming actions grow heavier with each step. We

The room exhaled with an age-old rhythm, a quiet buzz that appeared to come from the stones below Amora's feet. It wasn't only the chill in the air that caused the tiny hairs on her arms to stand up – it was the heaviness of a much older, much darker entity weighing on her chest. The type of magic that existed in a time when words had no significance, before history could be documented. It seemed almost alive, like it had been dormant for ages, anticipating this very moment.Amora took shallow breaths, her body positioned at the brink of a vast and unfamiliar expanse. Her fingers moved involuntarily, longing to grasp something solid, but all she could feel was the cold stone and the intense gaze of Malakai on the other side of the altar. His influence filled the room, not due to his size but because his energy spread out, touching everything. Although his expression was inscrutable, the slight movement in his eyes hinted at a hidden excitement. His lips showed slight restraint, as if