All Chapters of The Cold Vampire King's Omega: Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

The ocean had a different scent down here.It was ancient. Thick with power. Laced with blood.Anastasia adjusted the silver veil over her face, the sacred symbol of the Tide Priestesses stitched in shimmering thread across the fabric. The salt-heavy robes clung to her skin like second skin, damp and suffocating, but she didn’t falter. Every step through the halls of the Sea Temple echoed like a heartbeat. Slow. Measured. Watching.She moved like she belonged head bowed, hands clasped, eyes forward.But inside her chest, a war raged.The temple pulsed with Morgala’s magic. She could feel it even through the stones. It whispered to her, called her Naerya, Daughter of the Deep. It made her bones ache, her blood feel heavier. The sea was trying to claim her again. And gods help her part of her wanted it.She passed other priestesses in silence, their faces covered, their eyes glowing faintly in the dim bioluminescent light of the corridor. None looked twice at her. They bowed and moved a

“You were right,” Kaleb whispered, his face pale as parchment, the scroll trembling in his gloved hands. “Azaro’s a traitor.”Matif turned from the shadows of the war room, his expression darkening. “How sure are you?”Kaleb unrolled the message ink etched in saltblood sigils, a form only Oceanic spies used. “These were hidden in the elder’s study… behind his ceremonial crest.”Anastasia stepped closer, her eyes narrowing as she read the message aloud:“When the pact is sealed and the tide begins to rise, unleash the Leviathan and break the spine of the kingdom. Then, the Queen shall return.”Her stomach twisted.Queen. Morgala.Azaro had been feeding the sea witch everything. Positions of troops. Ritual weaknesses. Even Kael’s declining health.“Where is he now?” she asked, her voice ice.Kaleb's jaw tensed. “He’s at the old tribunal chamber. Preparing for today’s council.”Anastasia didn’t wait. She burst through the doors, cape snapping like thunder behind her as she raced through

The Moon Seer stood barefoot atop the obsidian tower, her milky eyes reflecting the night sky. Below, the palace slumbered, unaware of the warning she had seen written in the stars.“It’s coming,” she whispered to the wind. “The Moonfire Eclipse. And with it… the convergence.”... Anastasia could feel it something heavy shifting in the tides, as if the ocean itself was holding its breath.The vision still haunted her: Morgala seated on a throne of bone and salt, sea and sky twisted into one horrific realm. The eclipse would not just darken the moon it would break the barrier between the oceanic and celestial realms. Morgala would be unstoppable then, her powers stretching beyond the deep, touching the heavens.“It will happen at the peak of the eclipse,” the Moon Seer had told her, pale fingers tracing the shape of the twin moons. “When seafoam kisses starlight… and blood opens the rift.”Anastasia stood on the palace’s edge, staring at the rising tide, her reflection rippling benea