บททั้งหมดของ Eclipse of Twin Flames: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Adrian's POVThe days blurred together, each one heavier than the last. Isla was gone, and with her, a piece of my soul had been torn away. I had barely slept, barely eaten. My wolf, restless and agitated, snarled constantly in the back of my mind.“We should’ve protected her,” he growled for the hundredth time, his voice laced with guilt.“I know,” I muttered under my breath, pacing in my office. Maps of the surrounding areas were spread out on the table, marked with Xs for every place we had already searched for her at least twice. “I failed her.”I had mobilized every patrolman and warrior in the pack, sending them out into the dense forests, rivers, and cliffs. But no matter how much ground we covered, there was no sign of her. Nothing but empty trails and silence.On the other hand, the whispers were growing louder.“He ended his engagement with Elara for the other twin,” they muttered. I ignored them. Let them talk. Let them wonder. None of it mattered. Isla was out there, and I

Isla's POVWhen I heard the name “Black Mountain,” it felt like a boulder had hit me over. Something deep inside me awakened, and my heart fluttered, but not in a pleasant way. It was a jarring, almost painful sensation. Something inside me was trying to claw its way to the surface as a wave of dizziness swept over me.My chest tightened and pain erupted in my head, sharp and unrelenting. Vague fragments of images teased at the edges of my memory, banging on a locked door. But they refused to make a clear shape, making it even more unbearable as I tried harder. My knees buckled as I pulled my head. In my clumsy attempt to steady myself, I stumbled backward, knocking over a vase and shattering it into a dozen sharp shards on the floor. The sound of the crash echoed through the quiet hall, alerting Stefan of my presence.Stefan was at my side in an instant, his face etched with concern. I was scared, for a second, that he would blame me for eavesdropping. But it soon washed away under t

Adrian's POVThe moment the report of Stone Pack’s attack reached me, I knew there was no time to waste. I called for an emergency council meeting, but my decision had already been made. I would personally lead our forces to the eastern border. My pack needed me, and if there was a chance to uncover the truth behind all this, I had to seize it.I knew the Stone Pack's attack on our eastern border wasn’t just an act of war. It was a calculated move, timed to exploit our Pack’s vulnerability. They thought we were weak now. But I would ensure they regret this."What do you plan, Adrian?" Ryan asked, his eyes burning with determination.“Mobilize the army,” I commanded, my voice sharp and unyielding. “I am going to the frontlines myself.”"Are you sure?" He asked, surprised. "I could lead them." Even if I knew he was capable, I knew I had to lead to increase the morale of the pack at this hasty situation. Their old alpha was critical and now there was this war. Only if I led them, would

Adrian's POVThe battlefield stretched endlessly, a graveyard of fallen warriors. Blood soaked the earth, and cries of agony echoed, each day a reminder of the lives lost in this senseless war. My wolf growled restlessly within me, pacing, urging me to put an end to the madness."This isn’t a battle, Adrian," my wolf snarled. "This is a slaughter. A merciless circle of grief and destruction.""I know," I muttered under my breath, scanning the horizon helplessly. Only if I Could put an end to this with one command. I knew I had to do something to end this soon though.The distant glow of Stone Pack’s campfires marked the enemy lines. Somewhere beyond those borders laid the answer to this madness. By now I was certain this mysterious commander of the Stone Pack was the one orchestrating it all with some hidden vendetta against our pack. And I needed to find him or know the reason to put an end to this atrocious war.Ryan, my Beta, approached quietly. His face was grim, his shoulders squ

Isla's POVMy eyes widened in horror as the arrow lodged in his shoulder glinted under the moonlight, blood oozing out of his wound.“No!” I cried instinctively, rushing to his side as he fell with a thud.His breathing was ragged and his face had turned pale. My hands trembled as I pressed against the wound, but the blood kept seeping through my fingers. Panic surged through me, but something deeper, something primal helped me overcome the fear and focus on him.I knew I had to save him.“You are going to be okay,” I whispered, though I wasn’t sure if I was trying to reassure him or myself.His eyes fluttered open briefly, locking onto mine with an intensity that made my chest tighten. “Is… Isla…” he rasped, his voice weak.The way his lips moved as if murmuring my name sent a strange shiver through me. My heart clenched painfully. For a moment, it felt as though his wound was mine, the agony sharp and unrelenting.“Stay with me,” I pleaded, brushing his damp hair from his forehead.