Todos os capítulos de Whispers Of Ember Hallow: The Luna's Awakening : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

SERAPHINA POV We traveled for two days without incident, staying on the road longer than the hours we were supposed to. We didn't want to spend more than a month on this journey and we were also running out of food. So we were going faster with little rest.Earlier today we had come across a rabbit, just a single one. We didn't know what to think about that. Were we nearing wild life? Where did the rabbit come from? We had left the mountains yesterday but it was still deadly quiet and still. The rabbit was the only living thing we've come across. "We're close," Rion whispered, his horse riding beside Kaelan and I, eyes fixed on the map. "How close?" Kaelen asked, his deep voice resonating in my back. "A day at most." I focused my eyes ahead of the road, chewing on my bottom lips. I was nervous, excited and scared to finally arrive at Ember Hallow and get my long due answers, all whirlwind of emotions. The prospect of learning the truth is a mixed bag. On one hand, I'm excited

SERAPHINA POV I shook my head hard, feeling my eyes sting and my heart break. "No," I said, tears falling. "No, Leon, I refuse to believe this. You are dead." Leon's sad smile widened as his own tears fell down his face. It was the most heartbreaking sight I've ever seen. "Unfortunately, Seraphina, I'm not." A sob burst out of me and I would have fallen to my knees if somebody hadn't caught me. "No, no, no," I kept repeating. I had watched as they buried my friend, I had mourned him, Ember and Elara had mourned him. He can't be Eryndor. He can't be my killer, my doom."No!" I screamed. "No, I mourned you, for gods’ sake! You were buried in front of me. You can't be Eryndor. You can't be." Leon took a step towards me but stopped when Rion pointed his sword at him. He held up his hands and took a step back, looking at me. "We did meet again, Nymeria," he said softly. "Those were your last words to me. Fate is cruel, don't you agree? We met early in this life, I knew you, smiled at

SERAPHINA POV I had lost feeling in my hands after being in this position for so long. Chains held up my hands from the ceiling of this dark, small room, so tight I couldn't even move them. To make matters worse, my legs were dangling off the ground. My body had gone numb. I could no longer feel the pain but I knew it was still there. I was fading in and out of consciousness, my vision swarming. How many days have I been held here? I didn't bother to count the days, only focused on the pain I was always feeling. I had been tortured; restrained with a cloth over my head and held underwater; my limbs stretched with ropes and my joints popping; hot wax dripped into my skin. And I knew this was only the beginning. Eryndor was tasting the water before he went for the waves. If my powers didn't awaken soon, I knew what Eryndor was doing wouldn't be able to compare to what he would do. That night when he had captured me, he had apologized for so long, begging me for my forgiveness, tha

SERAPHINA POV A violent tremor coursed through me, rattling the chair beneath me. Blood slicked my skin, and a swirling cloak of magic began to envelop me. "Yes," Eryndor whispered, stepping closer, his breath cold against my bruised skin. "There it is. Let it out. Don't hold back, Nymeria. Let it free you."My eyes flared open, and I knew they were glowing with an unnatural light. With a cry that was part pain, part fury, I pulled the magic to the surface.The pain, the torture—it was no longer my enemy. It was my catalyst. It was the spark that lit the fire inside me. The heat burned away the weakness, the terror, the helplessness. My body trembled, not with fear, but with the overwhelming power that was now pulsing inside me. My hands clenched into fists, the chains rattling, and before Eryndor could react, a burst of energy exploded from my body.The whip cracked in his hands, but he was thrown back by the sheer force of my magic. The room seemed to tremble as the power within

RION POV I felt dizzy. Bile was rushing to my throat. We were too late. Eryndor had awakened her powers, completed the ritual. The trembling earth confirmed our worst fear: they were unleashing Malakar. But none of those things were what tore me apart inside. It was my mate, standing in the middle of the diagram, a thin cloth covering her thinner body. She was shaking as she stared at us with wide, fearful eyes, her body covered in dry blood. And I wanted to kill Eryndor and then kill myself because I knew those blood were hers.We were too late, we had failed our mates. We didn't deserve her, but I would spend all my days making up for this failure. "You guys shouldn't be here," she whispered, but I heard her clearly. "You shouldn't.""We would rather face death than give up on you, Lumièrea," Kaelan said, his voice soft. This was the first time in days he had spoken softly. All his words had been growled or grunted. "You are ours. And even when Death comes for you again you wil