บททั้งหมดของ THE ALPHA'S HEIR : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

The dawn broke with a hush, the sky painted in deep hues of red and gold, as if warning them of the blood that would soon be spilled. Lucas stood at the front of the united werewolf factions, a mix of dread and determination swirling in his chest. They were all here, gathered under one banner, ready to face Victor and his dark forces. The air was thick with anticipation, every heartbeat echoing the weight of the impending battle.“Are we ready?” Lucas asked, his voice steady despite the storm of emotions brewing inside him. He turned to Elena, who stood beside him, her grip on the Heart of the Moon steady but her eyes betraying the fear within.“As ready as we can be,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “But we have to be cautious. Victor is more powerful than we can imagine.”Seraphina stepped forward, her gaze sweeping over the assembled factions. “Listen up, everyone!” she called, her voice sharp and clear. “Today, we fight not just for ourselves, but for our future. We

The obsidian shard rested on the wooden table, its dark surface shimmering with an unnatural light. Seraphina leaned over it, her face a mixture of fascination and concern. The air in the room felt heavier since the shard had been brought in, as though it carried its own oppressive presence.“This isn’t just any relic,” Seraphina murmured, tracing the runes etched into the shard with a gloved finger. “It’s a fragment of something far more dangerous.”“What do you mean?” Lucas asked, standing at her side. His arms were crossed, his eyes narrowed.“It’s connected to the same magic Victor wielded,” she explained. “But it feels older...more primal.”Elena, seated quietly across the room, felt her chest tighten. She hadn’t spoken much since the shard was discovered, but its energy seemed to call to her. She didn’t want to admit it, but she could feel it pulling at the fragments of the Heart’s power still lingering inside her.Marcus stepped forward, holding a thick, leather-bound book. “I

The cool night air wrapped around the group as they emerged from the ruins, the land still scarred by the remnants of Victor's forces. The battle was over, but a deep unease lingered in the air. The sound of distant birds was absent, the trees eerily still. It was as if the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for something.Lucas carried Elena, her frail body barely making a dent in his strength. Her head rested against his shoulder, and her breathing was shallow, but her eyes were clear, focused. He didn’t want to show it, but the weight of their journey had left him exhausted, his muscles sore from the battle, his heart heavy with the memories of everything they’d lost. Yet, they had won. They had ended Victor’s reign, or so they thought.“Elena…” Lucas whispered, his voice soft. He could feel the weight of her silence. “How are you feeling?”Her eyes fluttered open, and she gave him a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’m fine. It’s just the magic. I’ll

The sky above them was a cloudless expanse of pale blue, yet an oppressive weight hung in the air. The journey had been long, the path growing more treacherous with each passing mile. The land around them seemed to pulse with an unseen energy, a lingering shadow that hung over the group. Despite the bright sun, the trees had grown sparse, and the earth beneath their boots was dry, cracked, and barren. It was a place untouched by life and filled only with echoes of something ancient and dangerous.“Elena, how are you holding up?” Lucas asked as they made their way along the narrow, winding path. He kept his voice soft, his concern for her growing with each step. Her face, usually full of determination, was now marked by an unease she couldn’t hide.“I don’t know,” Elena admitted, her voice shaky. “It feels... wrong, Lucas. The air here... it’s different. Like it’s pressing in on me.”“I know,” he said, his tone low, barely above a whisper. “It’s the Core. It’s pulling us closer, just l

The entrance to the ancient ruins loomed before them, its dark, stone doorway standing silently as if waiting. The group stood before it, a mixture of uncertainty and resolve in their eyes. The ruins had been hidden for centuries, and no one could say exactly what lay beyond the threshold.Elena’s fingers brushed the surface of the stone door, and it creaked open with an eerie groan, as if the ruin had been disturbed from a long slumber. She hesitated for a moment, sensing something powerful within.“This is it,” Lucas said softly, standing by her side. His voice carried the weight of the journey ahead.Elena nodded, but her stomach churned. The pull of the Core was becoming more pronounced with each passing moment. She could feel it, the magnetic force drawing her deeper into the ruin. “It feels like it’s calling to me,” she admitted quietly.“We’re not leaving you alone in this, Elena,” Lucas said firmly, taking her hand. “We do this together.”The group exchanged looks before they