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Chapter Thirty-One: Nightmare Or Vision

Alessia POV:I watch as Derek walks out of the room, the door clicking shut, I feel a weight of exhaustion pulling at me, but my mind refuses to rest. You are she who brings redemption to the sons of Lycan.The voice keeps echoing in my head. A shiver run through me. I've always known I was different, but this- this is beyond anything I could've imagined. Was that a trance? I thought, as my hand subconsciously drift to my forehead, where Selene's staff touched me. I feel a strange subtle hum of energy beneath my skin. It all feels so surreal.The Old woman with grey eyes approaches me, her presence is quiet, yet there's something about her that feels ancient, almost otherworldly. "Child," she calls out, her voice unbelievably firm for her age. She reaches out her hands for mine, she caresses my palms first, then my face. "You saw the blessed one," she whispers, her voice carrying reverence."It was a dream," I manage to say.She smiles faintly, taking a seat beside me. "No, child.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Dividence

Mel POV:I couldn't sleep. I toss and turn, but everytime I close my eyes, the images of Alessia's intense gaze haunts me. There is something about her, something I can't yet place, something that makes my stomach churn in jealous disgust of her.I'm jealous of her, jealous of the power she has, the power of a her blood, jealous of Derek's protectiveness of her. Somehow, I had thought I could handle it, that I could outpace her, that I could steal Derek's affection, that I could stay in control, but it's all a facade now. It's now a daily struggle to stay in control every single time i see her, I struggle not charge at her, not to dig my claws into her gut and drain her of every single drop of her precious blood."She's good at siphoning all the attention, while I beg for it. Karma is such a bastard." I thought out loud.I rose from the chair, pacing. I can't let this happen. I can't let her rob me of what is rightfully mine. I can't let her take everything I have worked so hard for.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Danger

Alessia POV:I could feel Mel's gaze burning into me, her golden eyes cold and calculating as she weighed my words. I know she's struggling to believe me. Why would she? I wouldn't believe myself either. But I don't have the time to convince her, not when Derek's life and other warriors lives are on the line."Please," I beg, my voice cracking. "You have to believe me; if we don't act now, it'll be too late. They—they're in danger!" Mel crosses her arms, her lips curling into a faint smirk. "You're so quick to panic, Alessia. Derek and the others are more than capable of handling themselves, they are born warriors. So quit worrying." Her tone is slightly laced with distain. She sees me like a weakling, a burden! I feel my throat constrict. Anger. Born warriors my foot..! All of it won't matter if they end up all dead. I thought.There's no time for this. I force the words out of my throat. "Can't you see, Mel…! This isn't about me! This is about the pack! About Derek! There's going

Chapter Thirty-Four: Battle

Darren POV:While Derek tear through the attackers like whirlwind, I focus on those who slip through his line of defense, fighting with every ounce of strength I have.Derek seems distracted, his attention divided. Part of him is on the battlefield and the other is focus on Alessia, wanting to protect her as well as defending his territory. Suddenly, one of the attackers lunges for Derek's blind side. My instincts kicks in before I even think, and I leap into its path. We collide almost midair, and I feel it's claws rake across my sides, pain searing through me. But I can't slow down, else Derek will be in danger. With a savage snarl, I charge towards it again, lunges at it, sinking my teeth into its neck and twist in one stroke and it went limp.Derek turns sharply, his glowing eyes locking into mine, before darting to my bleeding sides. For a moment, I see something other than anger in his gaze - something raw and conflicting. Feral rage!He rushes to my side, holding me to steady

Chapter Thirty-Five: Command Fate Alessia

Alessia POV:I watch Darren slips out consciousness. But his wounds are much better now, the dark veins spreading the toxic and poisonous wolfsbane is gradually disappearing. That is a relief.I stand up to check the other injured warriors, to help in anyway I can. I look at Derek still fighting, Derrach's underlings still holding the ground behind him, ready to pounces at any given weak opportunity. While Mel, and the other warriors hold their ground stealthily.I have to help too.I move, after making sure Darren's breathing is stable. In the blink of an eye, Derrach leaps midair, utilizing Derek moment of miscalculation, to land multiple strikes on Derek, landing him flat on his back, with his claws pinning Derek dangerously close, to the earth.Derrach snarls his victory, then his underlings attacks, Derek's defeat weakens his warriors, as they began to turn, to flee for their lives. They are attacked, Mel struggling to keep her ground fighting her way aggressively towards Derek

Chapter Thirty-Six: More Than Just A Wolf

Derek's POV:My ears are still ringing.The battlefield is quiet - eeriely so. The scent of blood lingers thick in the air, but there are no more enemies. Only the groans of the wounded and the stunned silence of the survivors.And Alessia.She stands in the center of it all, her chest heaving, her hands trembling, staring at them like they're not her own. Her nails are still elongated. Her eyes though dimming, still hold the ghost of that unnatural glow. I push myself to my feet, my muscles aching from the fight. Whatever that was - whatever she just did - it wasn't normal. It wasn't wolf. It was something else entirely. Her eyes had turned entire white, a glowing, blinding white.My warriors stares at her like she's a threat. And maybe...maybe she is.I take a slow step forward, my gaze locked onto hers. I see the fear in her eyes, the way her breath shudders. She seems to not know or understand what happened either.Or, she's putting on an act"Alessia..." My voice comes out hoar

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Shaken

Mel POV:I don't like this.The battle is over, but the unease in my gut hasn't settled. My ears are still ringing from whatever the hell Alessia just did, and my warriors look just as shaken. They won't say it outright - not with Derek standing so close to her - not in front of the Alpha - but I see it in their eyes.Fear.Alessia stands besides him, her fingers curled into fists, looking bold, yet confused. Because I don't believe whatever just happened - it wasn't normal. And that makes it dangerous.I tighten my sweaty fists to mask my impatience. The warriors are gathering, some helping the wounded, others whispering among themselves.Derek strides ahead, leading the march back to the pack. He barely hesitated before deciding to bring Alessia with us, but I saw the flicker of doubt in his eyes. He doesn't seem sure of what she is, and that's a problem. A big one.I fall into step beside him, lowering my voice. "Derek, we need to talk."He sighs. "There is nothing to talk about,

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Veronique Claire

Sharona POV:A Banshee. The Death Mother.The realization strikes like a sharp blade to the gut, but I mask my fear very quickly, before the little wolf can see it.I descend slowly from my throne, my fingers curling into the folds of my cloak. The room, dimly lit by torches, feels colder than before, and I despise that sensation. I am the one who should instill fear and not the other way round!Mel watches me closely, eager, curious, impatient. She does not understand the gravity of what she just told me."Are you certain of this?" My voice comes out controlled, but my heart pounds against my ribs in fear.Mel nods, frustration flickering in her expression. "I just told you. She screamed, Sharona. It wasn't just a normal scream - It was far more intense. Something unnatural. It shattered the battlefield, sent even the strongest warriors stumbling. Even Derek....". She pauses, as if reluctant to admit it. "Even he, looked shaken."I close my eyes for a brief moment.Four thousand full

Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Curse

Sharona POV: Mel arrogance still lingers in the air. I resist the urge to sneer. Stepping closer, my voice dipping into something softer, something more dangerous."The Veil of Balance is not some tale," I say, my finger tracing the ancient runes embroidered into my cloak. "It is the threshold between this world and the next, where life and death intertwine.""Okay," Mel asks crossing her arms, "what does this have to do with Alessia?"I let out a quiet laughter."Everything!"Moving closer, I lower my voice as if sharing a secret with the shadows. "When Lykaon came to Veronique, he was not the proud Alpha your kind remembers and paint him as. He was a broken beast, desperate, drowning in the blood of his own kin. In despair, he begged her to lift Zeus's Curse."I pause, watching Mel's reaction. Her lips part slightly, but she remains silent."Veronique could not undo the will of a god, but she promise to alter it," I continue. "She offered Lykaon a choice. She could lessen his suffer

Chapter Forty: Dangerous Liaison

Mel's POV:Sharona's words slither into my mind like a serpent, wrapping around my thoughts, gripping them.She calls out my ancestors 'deceitful nature'. I don't like the way she says it, her expression feels like a lot of meaning, but gives away nothing. Like she's playing some game I don't understand. She acts like she's holding the leash, and I'm just another pawn in her little chess board.If only she knows my kind, did remember to pass on their deceitful nature to their offsprings. If only she knows she's been use by me. I thought smirking irritatingly.But I swallow my irritation. Because she's right about one thing - Alessia cannot be allowed to claim what is mine. I've worked too hard, sacrificed too much, to let some half-blood abomination come in and steal my future.I square my shoulders, meeting Sharona's calculating gaze. "Fine," I say, keeping my voice steady. "Then tell me how we do it."She smiles, cold, slow and knowing, like she's been waiting for me to ask. I hate

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