บททั้งหมดของ Elixir: Fated To The Three Alpha : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Elixir’s POVThe instant I walked into the war room, the heavy quiet hit me, like the air before a thunderstorm. The fire in the fireplace was jumping, casting freaky shadows on the stone walls. Lucian, Soren, and Ewen were standing around the table, looking super serious. Maps and scrolls were all over the place, but they weren't looking at them. They were staring at me.I swallowed hard. What's up?Lucian's jaw tightened. His dark eyes locked on mine, giving me the chills. Another attack happened. Not by those rogue guys this time. By something else.My stomach did a flip. Something else?Ewen crossed his arms, looking grim. Wraiths. More of them than before. And this time, they didn't just attack— He let out a sharp breath. They left a message.Soren slid a piece of parchment across the table to me. My hands were shaking as I picked it up. I gasped when I read the messy, scrawled words:Give back what you took, or we'll take her instead.My blood turned to ice. What was taken? I as

Elixir’s POVFrigid air hit me hard as I sat up, my whole body shaking from the lingering effects of the darkness. Lucian’s hands were solid on my shoulders, keeping me from totally losing it, and I could feel his heart pounding just as fast as mine.“It’s gone,” Soren said, but there wasn’t a hint of relief in his voice, just a boatload of worry.Ewen cleaned his sword, his eyes darting around. “No body, no blood.” He ground his teeth. “That wasn’t a normal spirit.”I gulped. “That wasn’t a spirit at all…”The room went silent, heavy like a wet blanket. The truth hung in the air. He-or whatever it was pretending to be him—was connected to me. I could feel it that way the shadows stuck to me, whispering things only I could hear. It was like some sick cosmic joke.Lucian squeezed my shoulders. “We gonna go. Now.”Soren nodded. “Can’t fight what we don’t get.”Ewen paused, then gave in. “Okay.”I took a wobbly breath and forced myself to move. Every step away from that creepy place felt

Elixir’s POVThe torches flickered and then went out completely, leaving the courty⁶in ⁸⁸⁹in total darkness. I felt a heavy lump in my throat as everything faded away, the last image stuck in my mind—my father's twisted smile, his empty eyes, and that unnatural chill that seemed to wrap around him.I couldn’t budge. It felt like my body was made of stone, and my heart was racing in my chest. My mind screamed that this wasn’t real, that it couldn’t be true. But deep down, where the dark thoughts lingered, I knew better.I had brought him back.Lucian was the first to react, moving in front of me, his growl low and dangerous. “That’s not him.” His voice was strained like he was pushing the words out through clenched teeth. “Whatever that is, it’s just using his face.”Soren quickly drew his blade, the moonlight glinting off it. “How is this even happening?” His voice was louder than a whisper, but the disbelief hung heavy in the air.Ewen stepped forward, his sharp gaze fixed on the fig

Elixir’s POVI felt like I couldn’t catch my breath. What I had just experienced hung heavily on my chest, making each inhale difficult. The courtyard was still vibrating with my father's weird energy—or, more accurately, the thing that wore his face. The torches swirled in the breeze, forming long shadows that slithered across the stone walls. But when I looked around, he was gone. However, something felt unfinished; I had the impression that whatever had occurred had not been fully addressed. Lucian clamped his fingers around my wrist, grounding me. "We need to leave. Now." I nodded, despite the fact that my legs felt unstable. Soren and Ewen exchanged glances before turning to face me, their expressions a mix of worry and something else—wariness, perhaps. As if they weren’t sure what to make of me anymore. As if I was becoming something they couldn’t fully understand.“We need to understand what’s happening with you,” Ewen said, his tone careful. “That wasn’t just an i

Elixir's POVThe rune on my skin felt like it was on fire, a harsh reminder of something dark and unsettling. The whispers were there too, whispering in ways that sent coldness down my spine, wrapping around my thoughts like a cold vapor I couldn't shake off. The temple from my vision— it felt much too real to ignore. I could practically hear it calling out to me, but I was scared to respond to whatever it was.Lucian had a tight grip on my arms, concern etched into his face. “Elixir, what was that? You sounded like you were in unbearable pain.” He glanced down anxiously where my fingers were pressed against my ribs. “What happened to you?”I struggled to find my breath, taking a sharp inhale. “I... I don’t know.” Frustration bubbled up in me. “I was somewhere else. I saw this temple—like an ancient one, and there was something—maybe someone—there.” My voice trembled as my memory flashed to the shadowy figure. “It marked me.”Lucian’s expression hardened. “Marked you how?”Without say