All Chapters of Her Alpha's Secret: Chapter 81 - Chapter 84

LyraI'm wandering through the fucking hallways… again.Something I've been doing way too often since the battle. What the fuck is wrong with me? Everything inside me is screaming to run into the forest and take down an animal, anything, as long as I can tear something apart. Rip it to shreds.Shit, I need to get this under control. I am not some feral, disgusting woodland creature that needs to hunt. Besides, doing that would only ruin my nails, and I just got them done two days ago. Although I did go for red... perhaps you wouldn't even see the blood. Before I go too far down that train of thought I hear movement in the hallways downstairs. Obviously warrior Leon, I could recognise that icky sweaty scent of his anywhere.From what I can tell, Beta Talia is also there. The faint scent of lavender gives that away. But there is someone else. And they smell fucking mouthwatering. Like fine aged wine. Better than wine. I could lick up every drop of whoever that is, man or woman.

Sight and Sorcery Nova The Alpha home’s courtyard is transformed. The marble walls of the estate glow with fairy lights, suspended in the air like stars. Music pulses from the grand hall. Gold and green banners twist together in massive hanging displays, now carrying the Arcane Oracle sigil. And it looks incredible. I stop for a moment, drawn in. The sigil is like nothing I’ve ever seen. It’s an impossible blend of two legacies that were never meant to coexist. At the centre, a glowing blue eye stares out from a web of radiant lines and sharp geometry, like it’s watching me... no, judging me. That’s the Oracle half—the magic of prophecy and truth. But it’s wrapped in the Arcane. The sharp star sigil we’ve always known is there. It is eight-pointed and etched with runes so old even our oldest witches whisper when they speak their names. Symbols coil outward in a perfect circle, with moons, pentagrams, and green-rooted glyphs, bound together by swirls of magic carved like vines