All Chapters of He Called Me Weak, Now I Hold His Fate: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Nadia's POV.“Did you notice anything on the way here?” Varic asked, voice low.Nadia shook her head. “Nothing unusual. Just the forest… quiet. Too quiet.”He nodded, eyes narrowing. “That’s what I feared. Silence isn’t peace, it’s concealment. They’re waiting, and they know we’re coming.”The air inside the safehouse was thick, almost suffocating. The faint smell of smoke and old wood clung to the walls. Nadia ran a hand over the edge of the table, grounding herself, feeling the bond thrum with Varic’s tension.“You’ve learned to control the pulse?” he asked, turning to her.“I think so,” Nadia replied, trying to steady her voice. “It’s… overwhelming at times. But I can feel your intent, your fear… even your anger. It’s like it’s part of me now.”“Good,” he said. “Because you’ll need every ounce of control. Tomorrow, we strike, and failure isn’t an option.”They moved through the safehouse in practiced silence, checking every door, window, and shadowed corner. The bond thrummed stead

Nadia's POV.The air was thick with tension, each breath sharp as steel. Nadia and Varic moved like ghosts across the ridge, the forest beneath them a blur of gold and green, sunlight filtering through the trees in fragmented streaks. The northern outpost lay ahead, a stone fortress perched on the edge of the cliffs, partially hidden by the forest but perfectly positioned to control the surrounding territory.Larkin moved with his usual arrogance, unaware that his secrets were about to unravel. Nadia could sense his confidence, the bond between them flaring with danger, the faint traces of fear he had tried to mask in every patrol, every calculated movement.Varic crouched beside her, his crimson eyes scanning every angle. “He thinks he’s untouchable. That he knows all our moves. He doesn’t realize the wolves who hunt him are smarter than he is.”Nadia’s fists clenched. “Then we remind him who really owns this territory. Who really commands it.”They crept closer, the ground soft bene

Nadia's POV.The silence after the battle was suffocating, the remnants of shadow dissolving into the cold air like smoke in sunlight. Nadia’s lungs burned as she struggled to draw a steady breath. Every nerve in her body was taut, every instinct screaming that the danger had only shifted, not ended.Varic remained close, his crimson eyes scanning the chamber for any lingering threat. “Stay alert,” he murmured, voice low but edged with steel. “This was only the first strike. He’s not finished.”Nadia nodded, wiping sweat from her brow. “I know. And I know why he came for Carter first.”Varic’s gaze sharpened. “Because he knew you’d react. Carter was the first move to test your walls, your defenses, your mind.”“And someone helped him,” Nadia said, jaw tight, her hands clenching. “Someone on the inside.”Varic’s eyes darkened. “I thought you might sense it. You always do. But we need proof, not suspicion. Who had access to the monitors and systems at the time of the interference?”Nadi

Nadia's POV. The forest outside the northern perimeter was unnervingly silent. Even the wind seemed to hesitate, as though it, too, feared the shadows that lingered in the trees. Nadia moved cautiously, her senses stretching to the limits, every muscle coiled like a spring. Beside her, Varic was a pillar of calm, his eyes scanning the darkness with unnerving precision.“This is too quiet,” she murmured, whispering into the night. “Too easy for them to hide something.”Varic didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he crouched low, hands brushing the leaves, tracking faint traces that only someone like him could see. “They want us to think we’re in control,” he said finally. “Riven’s scouts are clever, but not flawless. They’ve underestimated us before.”Nadia nodded, her pulse quickening. Carter’s death had shaken them, but it also lit a fire inside her. The kind of fire that refused to die, that refused to bow. She could feel the weight of her pack’s eyes on her, the unspoken trust of ev

The battlefield was silent. Smoke rolled through the wreckage like a living thing, curling around bodies and ruins as if feeding off death itself.Nadia stumbled through the haze, her lungs burning from the ash. Every step sent sharp pain shooting up her leg, but she didn’t stop, not until she saw him.Varic lay against the broken wall of the western tower, his armor blackened, his sword half-buried in the ground beside him. His blood seeped into the earth.“Varic!”She dropped to her knees, trembling hands pressing against his chest. His skin was cold but not lifeless. Not yet.His eyes flickered open, gold dull with exhaustion. “You’re still here.”Tears blurred her vision. “Of course I am.” She tried to smile through the panic rising in her chest. “I told you I wouldn’t let you die first.”He gave a faint, ragged chuckle. “Always… stubborn.”Her throat tightened. Around them, the fortress lay in ruins. Carter’s men had driven the enemy back, but the cost was unbearable. The Council