All Chapters of THE CHOSEN ONE: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

AIYANAVardam opens the book and shows me diagrams. Energy lines. Protection circles."Most witches barely scratch the surface. A thread of magic, and that’s it. But a few… a few are like us. Gifted.""Gifted?" I ask, trying to hide my discomfort.He takes a vial with a dark liquid and sets it on the table."Arkan, for example. Meredith as well. Both went beyond what’s considered the standard limit among witches. They’re on a higher level, which is why they believe they’re superior."His eyes don’t leave mine."She doesn’t work with alchemy. She prefers other methods… more visceral. Meredith uses control magic. Voodoo dolls, personal objects. If she gets something that belongs to you a strand of hair, a piece of clothing, she can invade your body with pain."My stomach twists. The thought of someone like her by Arkan’s side is enough to give me chills."And Josefina. Is she involved too?""Josefina is young, but she was born in the midst of power. Raised as heir to Meredith’s dark leg

AIYANAMax’s lips brushed mine lightly, almost like a warning."I’m losing myself to you. Dying inside. You’re a wildfire in my chest, Aiyana. And I’m stupid enough to try to run from it" he panted, his body pressed against mine, "but I’m not strong enough to keep denying it."He looked at me like I was the air he no longer knew how to live without."You drive me insane. And wearing my shirt? Letting me know your sweet pussy is vulnerable underneath?" A low, hoarse, desperate laugh escaped his throat. "That’s torture. And you know it. My wolf is out of control, demanding I complete the bond. He wants his mate."His hips brushed against mine, and a moan e

AIYANAMax and Icarus exchanged quick glances. But Vardam…He dropped the spoon into the sink with a sharp clatter, turned without a word, and walked out of the kitchen.Just like that. No explanations. No comments. He just… left.I blinked, stunned."What the hell was that?" I muttered, turning to Max and Icarus."The guy’s not normal," Icarus said, propping his elbow on the table, his frustration clear.Max grumbled something under his breath, but I wasn’t paying attention to either of them.Because the day had barely begun, and I was already at my limit."By the way," I continued, locking eyes with Icarus, "I heard you tried to take me back to my room last night."Icarus shrugged with a guilty smile, but Max leaned forward, his jaw tight."He didn’t go in," Max said flatly."Yeah, I noticed. Because you made a scene in the middle of the night." I crossed my arms. "You two need to stop this. Seriously. It’s exhausting.""You shouldn’t have slept in his room," Icarus shot back."You’

AIYANA"Every part of you," Icarus murmured, his voice low and rough, so close to my lips I could taste the heat of his breath, "provokes me and haunts me."His hand moved slowly, deliberately, finding the button of my jeans. He unfastened it with calm precision, his eyes locked on mine, searching for resistance, hesitation, anything that might stop him. He found none. Only the steady fire of my gaze. Only want.But before he could push further, the air changed.The heat shifted. The silence thickened.Maxim.I didn’t need to turn to know he was there. I felt him before I saw him, his presence like a current that crackled down my spine, a w

AIYANAGetting out of the house without Vardam noticing was almost a miracle. Or a well-choreographed act of insubordination on our part.Icarus siphoned a bit of the magical barrier with his gift, creating a small gap for us to slip through. Max bribed the garage lock with meticulous breaking and entering. And me? I just followed silently, feeling the blood sing in my veins. That kind of euphoria born when you break rules that could cost your life, yet somehow feel completely worth it.Arkan’s car smelled of smoke and old leather. An older model, with cracked black leather seats and arcane symbols nearly erased under the dashboard. The steering wheel had the cold metallic touch of a forgotten artifact. I sat in the back, the place where I felt least exposed, least vulnerable, and drew the sheath of the knife Max had given me, positioning it within reach of my hand."Relax," Max said, glancing in the rearview mirror with that crooked smile. "If anyone tries to touch you, they lose a h