All Chapters of HIS BABY GROWS INSIDE ME, BUT HIS HEART BELONGS TO HER : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The sky had never looked so alien.Crimson clouds churned in unnatural swirls, framing a moon swollen with blood-red light. The forest below throbbed with energy, the trees whispering in tongues lost to time. Something ancient had awakened something that didn’t belong in any world meant for wolves or humans.Aria stood just beyond the outer ring of the Circle of Stone, her hands trembling despite the warmth of the firelight that danced across her skin. The ground beneath her boots buzzed faintly, as if life itself held its breath. Rowan and Elara stood behind her, each child quiet and alert, their bond crackling with unseen threads that shimmered under the moon’s touch. The bonefire behind them roared higher, blue-white sparks rising in defiance of the red sky.“They're almost here,” Callen said, stepping beside her. His voice was low, grave. “The Hollowed have breached the second ridge. We have minutes, maybe less.”Aria didn't turn to face him. Her eyes were locked on the altar at t

The moment the statues moved, the earth beneath Aria’s feet seemed to hum with ancient tension.At first, it was subtle: a twitch of stone fingers, a shift in weight, a crack of weather-worn joints. Then, as if freed from a silent command, they began to step down from their crumbling pedestals.Eyes that should have been blind began to glow with blue fire. Lips of unmoving granite peeled open, releasing whisper-thin breaths of names, regrets, and prayers left unfinished.Kael pulled Aria behind him instinctively. “They were echoes… now they’re something more.”“No,” Lyra breathed beside them, her voice cracking with dread. “They’ve been rewritten.”The creature wearing Elara’s shape raised both arms, and the statues obeyed. No longer symbols of lost souls, they had become vessels of the Wraith Lands' will soldiers shaped by sorrow.And Elara no, *what had become of her* was commanding them.Aria couldn’t breathe. Not out of fear but heartbreak. Her daughter’s face, though dimmed by sh

The new moon blood-red and silent hung above the treetops like a watching god. It cast no warmth, only weight. A pressure that seeped into the lungs and scraped against the bones. Even the wolves didn’t howl beneath it.Aria stood at the western ridge, flanked by Kael, Lyra, and Callen. The strange girl the Anchor had vanished into the cracked ground where the red pillar had shot skyward. But her presence lingered in the twisted air.“She didn’t just speak,” Aria whispered, arms crossed against her chest. “She *knew* us. Every name. Every face.”“She mirrored them,” Kael muttered. “Reflected our fears.”“She is a reflection,” Lyra said gravely. “She’s not just possessed, she's been rebuilt from memory, trauma, and prophecy.”Rowan and Elara stood quietly behind them, holding hands. Both had changed since the encounter. Rowan’s eyes, once bright and mischievous, now shimmered with deep awareness. Elara’s aura pulsed faintly with golden light, a contrast to the darkness rising beyond th

The cave walls bled with symbols. Glowing embers etched into the stone pulsated like a heartbeat, casting flickering shadows across the mossy ground. Aria moved slowly, careful not to disturb the silence that clung to the air like a warning. The deeper she and Kael ventured into the forgotten cavern beneath the Weeping Cliffs, the more the temperature dropped despite the burning sigils.“We’re close,” Kael said, his voice barely more than a breath.Aria nodded, fingers brushing against the ancient carvings. “These symbols… they’re the same ones Rowan drew in his sleep.”Kael’s eyes snapped to hers. “You’re sure?”“I’d never forget them.” Her voice wavered with unease. “They weren’t just drawings. They were warnings.”Their footsteps echoed across the stone as they approached the chamber’s center. A low altar stood there, shrouded in spiderwebs and vines. But what caught Aria’s attention was the object resting atop a twisted crown of ash-black thorns humming with dormant energy.“The A

Time fractured the moment Rowan fell.Aria’s scream ripped through the dreamscape as she caught her son’s collapsing body. The ash-blade protruding from his back dissolved into smoke, but the wound was real blood stained her hands, warm and too much, too fast.“No. No, no, no.” Her voice trembled, collapsing beneath the weight of horror.Kael was already moving, rage transforming his body into the beast. He collided with the figure that had been Callen, both crashing against the roots of the white ash tree.But it wasn’t Callen anymore.What rose from the tangle of limbs wasn’t a man, it was a hallowed husk, eyes aflame with stolen light, voice layered with a dozen whispers.“One by betrayal,” it hissed. “Balance must be kept.”Kael lunged again, but the creature split into smoke, reforming behind him. It gripped Kael’s throat with claws of shadow.“You protect the vessel,” it sneered. “But the vessel was always meant to break.”Kael snarled, his claws slashing through smoke and strik