All Chapters of The cursed mate's return : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Finnick's POV The voice from the sky had vanished, but the air still blew with its lurking power. Freya and I stood frozen for a long time, watching the scar in the cloud slowly colliding as though it were some unseen hand trying to bring the world back together. The sun hadn't fully risen but the sky above was already garnished with crimson."Did you hear that?" Freya questioned, her voice quiet,calm and uncertain. She still hadn’t let go of my finger, as if the sound from above had somehow stolen the ground from under her feet.I nodded slowly. "I heard it.""I thought it was…" She paused, moving her head as if trying to make sense of it. "That wasn’t Veyrix, was it?""No," I said firmly. "This is something else, old.""Old," she retorted. her voice drifted. "What if it’s... one of the ones we were never meant to face?"I reached out, pulling a strand of hair from her face, then cupping her cheek. Her skin was still warm from sleep, but there was an unspoken weariness in her eyes.

Finnick's POV The chill air of the Glen rested on our skin, creeping into my bones as the earth under our feet seemed to drift apart as if it was aware of the storm approaching. The ancient trees here had twisted trunks, gnarled like the twisted roots of fate. The moon barely penetrated the thick canopy above, casting the place in a dim half-light as if even the night was holding its breath.Freya walked beside me, her hand firmly gripped in mine. She was quiet as usual, strong and steady personality, replaced with a quiet uncertainty. I couldn’t blame her though. Everything we'd faced led us to this point, but the more I learned, the more I felt like I was slipping away from the answers we looking for."Do you feel it?" she muttered. Her voice tight, as if she was scared to disturb the silence that hung in the air.I nodded, squeezing her palms softly. "Yeah. It's as if the air is heavy with... something. Pressing it. I don’t know what it is but I can feel it in my chest, in my bone

Finnick's POV The world had been so silent. It had been days Freya’s determination led us to this path—standing on the edge of something that felt as ancient as the stars themselves. The rift that had torn open in the sky was no longer just a tear in the heavens. It was a doorway to another realm, a place I couldn't figure out, a place where Freya and the child had already vanished into.I stood at the cliff of that rift now, just staring helplessly, my breath shallow, my chest tight. The stars that had once blinked with their usual glow were now fading, twinkling-out one by one. The air moved with a force too powerful it blew beneath my skin."Where is she?" I whispered to myself, to no one, the words tasting like clay on my tongue.Yes, I had followed Freya to the rift, desperately, to find her and to stop whatever madness that'd possessed her. The child was gone. Vanished into the air and Freya had followed, chasing after the only thing that had ever meant something to her but eve

Freya povThe air felt heavy, suffocating, as I stood there in the forest, the storm inside me barely contained. I had come so close..so close to finding a way to reach him, to pull my son back from the void where he had been taken. The rage inside me still burned, but now there was a strange stillness. A quiet, like the calm before a storm.Finnick stood beside me, his presence steady and warm, but I could still feel the distance between us, the chasm that had opened up ever since the child was taken. I wanted to reach for him, to lean on him, but the bond we had was fraying, like a thread stretched too thin. The pain of it was almost too much to bear.I had to fix this. I had to find a way to save him.“I don’t care what it costs,” I whispered, more to myself than to Finnick. “I’ll do anything. I’ll give anything to bring him back.”Finnick was quiet for a moment. When he spoke again, his voice was low, almost as if he was afraid to say the words aloud. “What are you willing to give

Freya's pov The air around me thickened, crackling with an energy I couldn’t even begin to understand. Kaelith’s words echoed in my head, growing louder with each passing second. “The child is the Convergence. He is the key to both our worlds.”But I didn’t care about, the realms or prophecies. I cared about one thing and one thing only: the child.I took a step forward, my heart pounding in my chest. The child, my son was the center of this storm. His small form sat still, his golden eyes glowing like twin suns, his aura pulsing with a power I couldn’t fathom. He was no longer the innocent infant I had held in my arms. He had changed. He was becoming something else, something more.And as much as I wanted to reach for him, to hold him and bring him back to safety, I knew it wasn’t going to be that simple. Kaelith’s presence loomed over us like a shadow, his intentions clearer than ever. He wasn’t going to let me take the child back.Kaelith stepped forward, his long, dark robes flow