บททั้งหมดของ The Alpha's Cursed Heir: บทที่ 111 - บทที่ 120

The chamber erupted into chaos, but Lena’s mind was sharp, her instincts honed by every trial she had endured. Kaden moved to her side, his blade unsheathed, the steel catching the dim glow of the orb Lena had just touched. Alric stood behind them, his face pale but resolute.The dark figure moved slowly forward, displaying power with each step. Its voice echoed across the old ruins as it asked, "Do you even know what you’ve awakened?"Lena’s hand tightened around her staff, her voice steady. “We’re not afraid of you.”The figure laughed a low, cruel sound that sent shivers down her spine. “Perhaps you should be.”Suddenly, the shadows around the figure erupted outward, snaking toward them like living tendrils. Kaden shoved Lena back, raising his sword to intercept one of the dark appendages. Sparks flew as steel met shadow, but the tendrils didn’t waver.“We need to find its weakness!” Kaden shouted, dodging another attack.Lena's gaze flew about the space, looking for anything that

As Kaden and Lena approached, their steps cautious but resolute, the glimmering light in the distance became stronger. It pulsed with an ethereal warmth that seemed to call them, it was more than just a light. Alric followed, muttering thoughts under his breath and wearing a worried frown.“This doesn’t feel like a trap,” Lena whispered, gripping Kaden’s hand. “It’s... different. Almost comforting.”Kaden nodded, his protective instincts still on high alert. “Stay close. "We’re unaware of what we are stepping into."The light grew brighter as they drew near, exposing an archway crafted from interwoven golden vines. Symbols glowed faintly along its edges, and the air hummed with energy. Alric stopped abruptly, his eyes wide.“This... this is ancient magic,” he said in awe. “Magic older than any I’ve studied. It’s not hostile, but it’s powerful. We need to be careful.”Kaden exchanged a glance with Lena, who nodded. Together, they stepped through the archway, their world instantly shift

The faint, pulsing glow drew Lena and Kaden deeper into the forest, the air thick with anticipation. Each step resonated with an unspoken promise, a connection to something far beyond their understanding.“Do you feel that?” Lena whispered, her voice trembling.Kaden nodded, his hand gripping hers. “It’s like the forest is alive, guiding us.”As the light intensified, they soon found themselves in front of a tall tree that was unlike any other. Its leaves gleamed dimly and its bark shimmered with silver, casting a warm, ethereal glow across the clearing. The source of the glow was a tiny, crystalline structure located at the foot of the tree.Alric, who had been following them, came out of the darkness gasping for air. “This tree... it’s older than any I’ve seen. It’s connected to the magic of this land.”Lena knelt before the crystal, her fingers brushing its surface. A surge of warmth filled her, bringing tears to her eyes. “It feels... alive.”---The crystal pulsed, and a soft voi

In the days after the failed effort to steal the crystal, the village's mood lightened, yet uneasiness persisted like an unwanted visitor. Lena and Kaden went side by side through the lively square, sharing smiles with residents who were anxious to demonstrate their gratitude.But beneath Lena’s calm exterior, doubts festered. She couldn’t shake the memory of the stranger’s words about power tipping the scales. The sapling glowed faintly in the distance, a reminder of both its promise and its potential for danger.“Kaden,” Lena said softly, breaking the silence between them.He turned to her, his hazel eyes warm. “What is it?”“Do you think we’re strong enough to protect it? To protect all of this?”Kaden’s expression softened as he cupped her face. “We’ve faced worse. Whatever comes next, we’ll handle it together.”She leaned into his touch, wanting to believe him, but an unease in her chest refused to dissipate.---Later that day, a traveler arrived at the village gates. He was an

Like a silent warning from the earth itself, the quake that rippled beneath their boots was faint but unnerving. Lena's pulse quickened as her hand automatically closed around Kaden's.Her voice was hardly audible above a whisper when she asked, "What is that?"Theros knelt beside the sapling, his hands brushing the soil. His face, usually calm, was lined with worry. “The crystal’s power is reacting to something. Or someone.”Kaden frowned, his protective instincts kicking in. “Could it be remnants of Calla’s sabotage?”Theros shook his head. “No. This feels... ancient. Something older than even the crystal itself.”Lena’s gaze shifted to the sapling, its delicate leaves trembling as if it too sensed the tension in the air. “What do we do?”“We wait,” Theros said, standing slowly. “And we prepare.”---The village was eerily quiet in the days that followed. Though the mercenaries had been defeated, the sense of unease lingered like a shadow.Lena threw herself into helping the village