Semua Bab THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Kael’s scream tore through the chamber as the tendril of void-wrought shadow yanked him high into the air. The grotesque limb pulsed with dark energy, tightening around his leg, dragging him toward the core of the creature that loomed like a god of endings. His sword slipped from his grasp, clattering against the stone with a sound that felt like finality.“Kael!” Selena’s voice cracked as she hurled herself forward, fire blazing around her like a comet. The heat seared the air, fighting back against the tendrils that writhed from every corner of the cavern. But for every one she burned away, more rose in its place, a sea of darkness fed by something older than hate.Thorne slashed through a wall of shadows, his eyes locked on Kael. “I can’t reach him! It’s too high—!”Selena didn’t hesitate. She gathered every ounce of power left in her, channeling it into a blazing inferno that shot toward the creature’s arm. The fire struck with a roar, searing flesh and shadow alike. The tendril c

The black void stretched endlessly, swallowing her thoughts. The air felt dense, like it was pressing against her chest, making every breath a struggle. Selena’s fingers curled tighter around the Heartstone, but it felt heavier, more alien, as though it were slipping from her grasp in ways she couldn’t understand.A low hum vibrated in her chest, as if the Heartstone were speaking to her, but the words were lost in the space between heartbeats. She couldn’t hear them clearly, but she could feel the energy swirling—ancient and powerful, entwining with her own magic in ways that made her skin prickle.Suddenly, the whispers grew louder. Not from the stone, but from the emptiness around her. They weren’t just voices—no, these were memories, echoes of those who had touched the Heartstone before her. Their emotions, their fears, their pain—it flooded into her mind."Help us..." Selena’s heart raced as she staggered forward, her footsteps echoing in the silence. The sensation was suffocatin

The world spun around Selena, her body wracked with pain as the Heartstone’s power continued to burn within her. Her hands trembled, and she struggled to push herself up from the ground, her vision clouded by the relentless heat surging through her. Every breath felt like it could be her last, as if the flames were consuming her from the inside out.The figure before her—a being made of shadows and fire—loomed with an eerie, unnatural calm. Its eyes burned with the same void-light that had filled the cavern earlier. “You cannot resist me, Selena,” it said, its voice low and dangerous, a sound like thunder rolling beneath the earth. “You are already mine.”Selena’s pulse raced. She wanted to fight, wanted to use the power of the Heartstone to strike down this abomination before her, but her body felt foreign. Her flames, once her strength, now felt like chains, burning her flesh and soul, tethering her to the Heartstone's will.“No,” she gasped, her voice hoarse. “I won’t let you contr

The silence was deafening.Selena lay motionless, her body sprawled across the fractured stone floor of the chamber. The air around her no longer burned—it shimmered with a strange stillness, like the pause between heartbeats. Her chest rose in shallow, uneven breaths. The Heartstone no longer pulsed like a war drum. It was quiet, dulled to an ember nestled against her ribs.She blinked slowly, her lashes gritty with soot and ash. The battle—no, the choice—still rang through her bones. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she expected to hear the echo of her doppelgänger’s voice, cruel and knowing. But there was only her own breath and the faint crackle of distant flame.Had she won? Her limbs were heavy, as though dipped in molten lead. It took everything she had to push herself upright. She gasped as the motion jolted her ribs, pain flaring down her side like a lightning strike. But she welcomed the pain—it meant she was still here.She looked around the chamber, or what remained of i

The voice rolled through the chamber like a tremor, brushing against Selena’s bones with cold familiarity. She stood frozen, the air heavy with more than dust and silence. Thorne stepped closer, his sword raised in a protective arc, but even the blade felt small in the vastness of that unseen presence. The darkness wasn't empty—it was listening. Waiting.“What do you mean?” Selena asked, her voice low but steady. The moment the words left her lips, they echoed unnaturally, warped by the shape of the chamber. There was no immediate answer, only a deep pulse in the ground beneath her feet. Then, from the fractured monolith, a silver mist began to rise, curling like smoke into the shape of a figure cloaked in flickering shadow.It hovered above the stone, half-formed and unbound by any natural law. The face was hidden, obscured beneath layers of light and ash, but its presence struck something deep in Selena's soul. When it spoke again, its voice came in layers—like voices from different