Semua Bab Elixir: Fated To The Three Alpha : Bab 91 - Bab 93

Elixir’s POVEwen didn’t wakeNot for hoursNot even as Soren poured runes into the air, his palms trembling from the strainNot as Lucian stalked the outer ring of camp, blade drawn, senses locked on anything that moved too quickly or too quietlyNot even when I whispered his name over and overBut the sigil on my wrist burned in slow, steady pulsesA heartbeat not my ownWe brought Ewen to the inner circle of the Accord Ring by duskIt was the only place strong enough to contain what he carriedNot because of physical barriersBecause of beliefEvery wolf in the alliance had stepped forward that morning—rogue, outcast, or alpha—to offer a piece of their will. Not allegiance, not faith. Just raw, unshaped trustAnd I wrapped it into a sealA ring of protection forged not in magicBut in unityNow, as I knelt beside Ewen’s unmoving body, I felt the weight of that trust sitting heavy on my spineHe was one of usAnd I wouldn’t lose him to a ghost of fire“Tell me how to pull her out,”

Elixir’s POVThe rogue who spoke in his voice didn’t wakeNot after the convulsions stopped, not after the light dimmed behind her eyes, not even after Soren burned half a dozen runes into the soil to break whatever tether remainedShe just breathed—shallow, slowLike something inside her still hadn’t decided if it was done using herI stood over her body with my hands clenched into fistsShe had only said three wordsWe are hereBut those words had undone something deep inside meBecause I knew now—Virex was no longer waiting behind the veilHe was walking the edges of this worldAnd he was doing it through usSoren sat with her the rest of the night, never blinking, lips murmuring old warding chants between each breathLucian stood watch over the Accord Ring, sword at his back, every muscle coiled with tension he didn’t speak aloudEwen disappeared before dawn, saying he needed to “track energy patterns near the grove’s western ridge,” but I knew betterHe needed spaceAnd so did I