All Chapters of Torn Between my Alpha Mates: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Zoya's P.O.VIt was as if the blade itself had become a portal to the sinister realm of the voices.“The child…”“Let us taste your sweet blood…”“Zoya…”“Zoya...”Terror gripped me, every fiber of my being screaming to escape, to break free from the invisible shackles.The voices seemed to seep into my mind, their chilling desires becoming a twisted symphony that threatened to consume me whole.The air around me seemed to grow even colder, the atmosphere thickening with an oppressive weight.The very molecules seemed to vibrate with an evil energy.I felt it before I heard it – a mere whisper, barely audible, yet it was closer now, clearer than the other vague whispers, as if the words were etched directly into my mind. It felt like something was standing behind me.My breath hitched in my throat, a sharp intake of air as I turned my head slightly, too afraid to confront whatever presence lingered behind me.My gaze landed back on the knife, and an idea crossed my mind. I reached for

Zoya's P.O.VThe atmosphere in the car shifted, the weight of the conversation hanging heavily in the air. The scenic beauty of the mountainous landscape passing by seemed incongruent with the gravity of the situation we were discussing.Gustav's eyes focused on the road ahead. "Zoya, we need to tread carefully. If Anika is involved in whatever's happening, we must be cautious."Cam's gaze met mine in the rearview mirror, her concern palpable. "Agreed. We don't know what we're walking into, so we need to be vigilant.""Do you trust Anika?" I finally voiced my doubt, my voice laced with uncertainty.Gustav's gaze flicked towards me, his expression thoughtful. "Trust isn't an easy thing, especially in situations like this. But I believe in keeping our options open. If Anika can shed light on what's happening, we can't afford to dismiss it."Cam nodded in agreement, her features determined. "And if she's responsible for any of this, we need to uncover the truth. We have a responsibility

Zoya's P.O.VAs much as I yearned to dive headlong into its mysteries, Anika's caution echoed the truth of the matter."Sometimes ignorance is a shield," Anika continued, her gaze holding a mixture of wisdom and concern. "The supernatural realm can be both beautiful and dangerous, and it's not always easy to discern one from the other. We must tread carefully, for knowledge can attract attention from entities we might not be prepared to face."Her words settled over me like a shroud, the weight of her warning mingling with the exhilaration of the unknown.As I looked around the opulent room, I couldn't help but feel a heightened sense of awareness. I was on the cusp of something extraordinary, something that extended far beyond the boundaries of the everyday world.Just as Anika and I were enveloped in the hushed conversation, a voice resonated through the room like a spell being cast. It was a voice that held the weight of age and experience, commanding attention and respect.“Wisely

Zoya's P.O.VEzra and Silas hadn’t been in the room when Lady Athena explained the curse to us, so confusion hung heavy in the air.Ezra's arm remained around me, his grip firm yet comforting, a silent reassurance that we were facing this challenge together. Silas and Anika exchanged wary glances, the remnants of their previous argument still lingering between them."Wait, a curse?" Silas's voice was edged with disbelief, as if grappling with the idea of supernatural forces at play.Ezra turned his attention to Lady Athena, his curiosity piqued. "What kind of curse are we dealing with, exactly?"Lady Athena's gaze held a mixture of solemnity and concern as she began to explain. "A demonic curse is a potent form of dark magic, woven in a way that links the victim to a malevolent entity, in this case, a demon. The victim becomes a conduit for the demon's influence, their emotions, thoughts, and even actions manipulated by the curse. It's a sinister form of control, and demons often util

Zoya’s P.O.VI took a deep breath before sharing my harrowing experience with them, my voice quivering slightly as I recounted the night's events. "The demon came to me last night. It was like an invisible force, suffocating me with its malevolence. It wanted me to hurt myself, and worse, it kept urging me to kill my baby…offer it as a sacrifice. I heard its whispers, its vile suggestions echoing in my mind."There was a collective intake of breath, as if the gravity of the situation had taken a toll on everyone in the room. Lady Athena's gaze was both compassionate and grave, her eyes reflecting a deep understanding of the darkness I had faced. "Zoya, what you describe aligns with the demon's methods. It preys on our vulnerabilities, twists our thoughts into something unrecognizable. And it feeds on souls of the innocent. What could be more innocent than an unborn child?"A chill ran down my spine as I processed her words. The idea that something could manipulate my very thoughts, d