Semua Bab HIS BABY GROWS INSIDE ME, BUT HIS HEART BELONGS TO HER : Bab 61 - Bab 70

The void was not cold.It wasn’t hot either.It was… **aware**.Aria stood at its edge, staring into a darkness so profound it rippled with intelligence. The Deep Pact surrounded her in a perfect circle, their bone masks tilted downward, murmuring in a language that scraped at the edges of her sanity. Their leader no longer spoke. It had gone still, almost reverent, as the thing beyond the gate began to stir.“What is it?” Aria whispered.The air responded not the Pact. The **void** itself.**“I am what remains when prophecy dies.”**The voice was not one, but many layered, distorted, ancient. It slithered through the space like oil, coating everything it touched.The Deep Pact leader finally spoke, its voice cracked with something akin to dread. “The First Memory. The Forgotten Root. The True One.”Aria’s pulse slowed. Not from calm but suppression. Her body was being silenced.“What do you want with me?” she asked, forcing breath through lungs that felt too heavy.The entity’s form

The mist curled around the cliffs like fingers of an ancient god, and the figure standing atop the jagged rocks stared down upon the valley with a gaze as old as the stars. The Reclamation had arrived not as a whisper or shadow, but as a declaration that balance had shattered and now must be forcibly restored.Kael stepped forward, instincts locked between fight and protect. His claws flexed, and his eyes glowed amber.Behind him, Aria stood tall, her body still humming from the confrontation with the Afterbirth. Rowan and Elara flanked her, silent but alert, their shared bond pulsing like a living pulse within the air.The figure raised its hand.The mist thinned, revealing the **Legion** that stood behind it warriors clad in rune-forged armor, helms sculpted into snarling beasts, weapons glowing with a cold, inner fire. They moved with perfect unity, not one footfall ahead of another. And when they stopped, the earth beneath the pack shivered.Elias was the first to whisper the word

The silence after the storm was deceptive.As the last remnants of the Veil's gate shimmered and faded into the scarred valley air, the ground beneath the pack held a stillness that felt wrong unnatural. A thousand blinking eyes watched from the shadows that now slithered over the once-bright hills.Kael stood protectively in front of Aria and the twins, muscles tight, heart pounding like a war drum. Aria was breathing heavily, clinging to Rowan and Elara as if grounding herself against a tide that threatened to drag her back into the void.“They followed,” Elias muttered, his voice hollow. “We didn't just break the prison… we invited its forgotten children.”Kael turned toward him, face pale but fierce. “What are they?”Elias raised a trembling hand toward the creeping darkness. “They’re older than blood. Older than name. The Origin wasn't alone it was a gatekeeper. And now, the Nameless Ones have crossed.”The eyes in the shadows blinked again, and with every blink, the darkness thi

The ashes of the Bonefire had barely cooled. Smoke still hung low in the valley like a mourning veil as the pack staggered through the aftermath of the Hollowed’s assault. Bodies were being gathered both friend and foe. Blood soaked the earth in crimson streaks, mixing with the blackened soil beneath their feet. The cries of the wounded echoed between the trees like ghostly laments.Aria stood at the edge of the battlefield, clutching Elara’s trembling hand in hers. Rowan limped beside them, his shirt torn, blood crusted on his temple. The bond between the twins shimmered faintly, the last flickers of their combined power ebbing like the final breath of a dying storm.Kael moved among the fallen, his once-pristine Alpha coat singed and stained. His eyes, fierce and golden, searched for the Prophetess’s body but it was gone.She had vanished.“She's not dead,” Aria whispered, eyes locked on the scorched spot where the Prophetess had stood moments before the Rift collapsed. “She let us

The word echoed like a war drum struck in the hollow of the world.**“Mother.”**Silence followed. Not the kind born from peace, but the unnatural stillness before calamity. The baby floated within the black stone cradle, its silver eyes locked on Aria. The glowing runes around it flared with each slow blink, as though the child’s breath stirred the very fabric of reality.Aria’s heart thudded like a hammer in her chest. “I’m… not your mother.”But the infant didn’t cry, didn’t fuss. It only stared calm, eerily aware. As if it *knew* her, not just in flesh but in spirit. And that knowing felt like a claim.Rowan and Elara stood still beside her, watching the baby with solemn eyes. A breeze rolled through the clearing, stirring ash and debris, carrying whispers from nowhere.Kael moved to her side, jaw clenched, protective instinct bleeding from his every step. “This has to be a trick.”“No,” Selene said quietly. “He’s not a projection. Not a shade. That child *exists.*”Callen approac