All Chapters of The Alpha’s Moonbreather : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

The seals did not shatter all at once.They failed the way exhausted things always did, slowly at first, then all at once, light flickering unevenly around the clearing as the ancient lunar marks carved into the ground began to dim. Elsa staggered as the last surge of her power bled into the air, her breath coming sharp and shallow, silver veins burning beneath her skin.“Elise,” she said urgently, gripping her granddaughter’s wrist. “You feel it now, don’t you.”Elise did not answer immediately.She was standing very still, every sense stretched tight, heart hammering not with fear but recognition. The ground beneath her feet pulsed faintly, like something breathing beneath stone and soil. The feral wolves circling the clearing did not rush forward yet. They paced. They waited. Their red eyes flicked toward Elise again and again, as if drawn by something they could not see but felt all the same.“Yes,” Elise said finally. Her voice was low, steady in a way that surprised even her. “I

The boat did not cut through the water.It carried Elise.That was the only way she could understand it.She lay half on her side, half on her knees, palms digging into the glowing surface as the island shrank behind her. The vessel moved without wind or oars, driven by the same force that still burned through her veins. Moonlight rippled beneath her hands like liquid glass, warm and unyielding.“No,” she whispered hoarsely.The shore blurred through smoke and flame. The sanctuary that had sheltered her, trained her, believed in her, was collapsing under fire and claws. She could still see them. Shapes moving through the inferno. White cloaks stained dark. Silver light flashing and then going out.“El… Elise!”A scream cut through the roar of the sea.She lurched forward, almost falling from the boat as she clawed toward the sound.Ryn.Her chest seized.“I’m here,” she screamed back. “I’m here, don’t let go, don’t let go.”But the distance stretched no matter how hard she strained. T

Elise felt it before she understood it.It started as pressure beneath her skin, a slow tightening that wrapped around her veins and muscles like invisible hands. She lay curled on the glowing floor of the spectral boat, breathing shallowly, her fingers digging into the light beneath her as if trying to anchor herself.Something was moving inside her.Not pain. Not exactly.Energy.It surged in uneven waves, rising and falling, spreading outward from her chest, then snapping back again like a tide pulled by a moon that refused to stay still.Elise groaned softly and rolled onto her back, staring up at the colorless sky. Her heart hammered too fast. Each breath felt too shallow, as if her lungs could not keep up with what her body demanded.“What is happening to me,” she whispered.The sea answered.Not with words.With motion.The glasslike surface beneath the boat shuddered. A ripple spread outward, then another, then several at once, colliding into uneven swells that rocked the vess

The power did not arrive all at once.It poured into Elise in waves, heavy and relentless, as if the sea itself had decided there was no longer any reason to hold back. Her body arched as the force slammed through her veins, hot and cold at the same time, burning and numbing her from the inside out. She gasped, fingers clawing at the air, but there was nothing left to grip. The boat beneath her feet began to crack, glowing lines spreading across its surface like fractures in glass.“No,” Elise whispered, though she did not know who she was speaking to. “Stop. Please.”The sea did not listen.The boat shattered without warning. It did not sink. It simply broke apart into light, dissolving into countless silver fragments that vanished before they could touch the water. Elise screamed as her footing disappeared, her body instinctively bracing for the fall that never came.She did not fall.She rose.Her feet lifted slowly from the surface of the sea, toes trailing silver ripples through

Elise reached shore just before dawn.The sea carried her in gently, as if it knew exactly where to place her. When her feet touched wet sand, the water receded at once, pulling back in a smooth, respectful motion that left a clean arc behind her heels. She stood there for a moment, breathing hard, letting the solid ground remind her that she was still real, still flesh, still capable of choosing where she stood.The shoreline was empty.No villages. No smoke. Just dark trees rising beyond the beach and the faint sound of wind moving through their branches. The moon hung low above the water, pale and steady, watching.Elise looked down at her hands.The glow was softer now, no longer spilling from her skin, but it had not vanished. It lived under the surface, humming quietly, like a restrained current. She could feel it even when she closed her fingers into fists.She turned slightly and opened her palm.In it lay what remained of her grandmother’s pendant.The chain had been snapped