Torn Between Alphas의 모든 챕터: 챕터 131 - 챕터 140

The night was no longer night. It was a kingdom of shadows, and Serena stood at its heart.The crown burned on her head, not gold nor silver, but forged of flame and void, jagged points shimmering like the fractured moon above. Shadows curled at her feet, stretching outward as though every inch of earth recognized its new Queen.“Bow,” she commanded, her voice rich and commanding—yet layered, two voices speaking as one: Serena’s human softness, and the Shadow Queen’s imperious thunder.And they did.All across the clearing, wolves dropped to their knees. Their heads bowed low, their bodies trembling, not from compulsion but reverence. The Herald had called her Queen, and the pack—broken, torn, battered from battle—obeyed instinctively.All except two.Lucian. Elias.Lucian’s amber eyes burned, his chest heaving as the mingled blood still simmered in his veins. He had power enough to bow to no one. Not even her.Elias

The battlefield was silent, but not with peace.It was the silence of breath stolen, of wolves held in unnatural stillness, of the earth itself pausing as though waiting to see what Serena Vale would do.Above her, the fused Crown hung like a bleeding star. Its jagged edges burned with a fire both black and silver, casting shadows and brilliance across the broken ground. The voices within it had merged into one, and that voice drummed against Serena’s skull with merciless clarity."One must fall. One must bleed. Blood seals power. Ascend."Her heart pounded, caught between two rhythms—the searing pulse of Lucian’s fire and the steady storm-beat of Elias’s bond. Both bonds yanked her toward different destinies, each demanding, each aching, each promising ruin if ignored.Serena staggered a step forward, her hands trembling.“Serena.” Elias’s voice broke the stillness. His wolf form flickered away, leavi

The ground trembled as though the world itself had been struck by a colossal heartbeat. From the rift in the earth, shadows erupted in great torrents, writhing upward like serpents made of smoke and blood. Serena’s body arched violently, her scream tearing into the night sky, echoing through the forest and beyond. The shard of the Blood-Eclipse crown embedded itself into her, burning molten crimson against her skin before vanishing into her body. The rest of the fragments, scattered across the battlefield, answered its call—shooting like meteors into her chest, her head, her bones.She collapsed to her knees, clutching her head as the shadows cascaded outward in violent waves. Wolves across both Silver Ridge and Nightfang packs were forced onto their bellies, whimpering, claws scratching at the earth in instinctive submission. Even the fiercest warriors bowed their heads, spines quaking under the pressure of a power none had ever known.Lucian fought agains

The silver wolf’s fangs descended toward her throat, gleaming like shards of moonlight sharpened into death. Serena’s body moved before her mind could. Shadows burst outward, wild and desperate, wrapping her in a cocoon of black tendrils. The ground beneath her cracked as though the earth itself recoiled from the force of her power. Yet the First Howl was faster—its colossal jaws crashed down, ripping through her defenses with a sound like tearing thunder. The world slowed to a heartbeat. She thought she felt teeth against her skin. She thought she heard her own scream tearing loose from her chest. But instead of pain, instead of the final silence of death, there was pulling. A violent drag, not outward but inward—like she was being ripped away from t

The battlefield had never known silence like this.Not when Nightfang had marched with their fangs bared.Not when Silver Ridge had answered with steel and fire.Not even when Serena herself had torn open the sky with her Onyx wolf’s fury.But now…Now silence crushed every sound, a suffocating weight that made even breathing feel forbidden.Because Fenris had risen.The earth trembled beneath his colossal frame as he pulled free of the abyss, each step cracking the ground like shattering glass. His fur shimmered like midnight oil, swallowing light, his eyes burning twin suns of silver fire. The chains that had bound him for centuries lay in broken heaps around his paws, smoking as if ashamed of their failure.One breath. Just one. That was all it took for him to alter the world.The fires that had raged across the battlefield sputtered out, replaced by a dim, endless twilight. The moon itself seemed frozen, trapped within the blood eclipse. Wolves—both Nightfang and Silver Ridge—coll