บททั้งหมดของ THE ALPHA'S HEIR : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

The forest clearing lay before them, quiet and ominous. Shadows seemed to stretch unnaturally across the ground, the moon's pale light casting an eerie glow over the landscape. Elena stood beside Lucas and Marcus, her heart pounding in her chest as they waited. They knew Victor would come, and the sense of impending doom was thick in the air. Lucas shifted uneasily, his muscles tense, ready for what was to come."Do you think this is really going to work?" Marcus whispered, gripping his weapon tightly."It has to," Lucas replied, his voice low. "We don’t have a choice anymore."Just then, a rustling in the bushes caught their attention. The air grew colder, and out of the darkness, Victor emerged with his faction behind him. His presence was overwhelming, like a storm ready to break. His eyes, glowing faintly in the moonlight, locked onto Lucas with a mixture of amusement and malice."Lucas," Victor drawled, his voice carrying a mocking tone. "I thought you'd learned your lesson, but

The forest was silent except for the soft rustle of leaves beneath their feet as Lucas, Elena, Seraphina, and Marcus retreated from the clearing. Their hearts still raced from the battle, but it wasn’t just the physical exhaustion that weighed them down—it was the bitter taste of defeat.Lucas led the way, his face grim, jaw clenched tightly. Every now and then, he would glance back at the group, guilt tightening his chest. This was his fight, his battle to win, and yet it felt like they had lost everything. They were barely alive, and one of their own had betrayed them.Seraphina finally spoke when they reached a secluded cave deep within the woods, a place hidden from any of Victor’s spies. “We’ll be safe here for now,” she said, her voice steady but laced with frustration. She moved to sit by the entrance, her sharp eyes scanning the area, always alert.“We need to regroup,” she added, “and fast.”Lucas barely nodded. “Yeah,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “We need m

The library was unlike anything Lucas and Elena had ever seen. Hidden deep within the mountains, it was a place forgotten by time. Massive stone walls covered in moss and ancient carvings surrounded them as they stepped inside. The air smelled of dust and age, and the silence was heavy, as if the very walls were holding secrets."This place..." Elena whispered, her voice barely breaking the stillness. "It’s like stepping into another world."Lucas nodded, but his mind was elsewhere. They didn’t have time to marvel at the architecture. They were here for answers, and every second brought them closer to Victor’s growing power. "We need to find those texts," he said, walking towards the shelves that lined the walls. "Victor’s not going to wait for us to catch up."Elena followed, her eyes scanning the rows of books and scrolls. "You think we’ll find something here about the force he’s trying to awaken?""That’s what Zane said," Lucas replied, pulling a dusty book from the shelf. "This is

The camp was quiet, the crackle of a small fire the only sound in the still night. Lucas paced back and forth, his mind racing. They had made progress—several factions had agreed to join them in the fight against Victor—but it wasn’t enough. They needed more. Time was running out.“Do you think they’ll come?” Marcus asked, his voice low as he stared into the flames.“They have to,” Lucas replied, though his tone was unsure. “If they don’t, we’ll be fighting a losing battle.”Elena sat nearby, her fingers absently brushing the Heart of the Moon, which pulsed gently beneath her cloak. The power inside it was growing stronger, more demanding. She could feel it, always there, like a storm waiting to be unleashed. But with each use, the cost grew heavier.“They will come,” Elena said quietly, her eyes distant. “But Victor knows we’re gathering allies. He won’t let us move freely for long.”Lucas nodded. “Which is why we have to stay alert. He could strike at any moment.”Suddenly, a distan

The moon hung high in the night sky, its silver light spilling across the clearing where the factions had gathered. Lucas stood at the edge of the makeshift camp, taking in the sight of the werewolves from different factions mingling together, their expressions a mix of determination and apprehension. The air crackled with tension as conversations whispered around him, some voices laced with distrust.“This is it,” Lucas muttered to himself, glancing at Elena, who was speaking quietly with Seraphina nearby. He could see the weight of the upcoming battle pressing down on her. They had gathered here in secrecy, a last-ditch effort to unify the factions against Victor and his growing dark magic. But Lucas could feel the uncertainty lurking just beneath the surface.As he walked over to them, Lucas noticed the tension in the air. Some factions had come willingly, eager to join the fight, while others remained skeptical. He could hear snippets of conversations, hushed arguments about loyal