Lahat ng Kabanata ng Torn Between my Alpha Mates: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

Ezra’s P.O.VZoya's voice was a tremor of worry as she spoke up, asking the question we were both thinking. "But how are we supposed to find out who that ancestor was? Their family's history goes back so many generations."Lady Athena's eyes held a mixture of empathy and determination as she addressed Zoya's concern. "It won't be easy, but it must be done. It’s the only wayy to find the source of the curse."As far as words of comfort and encouragement went, that wasn't exactly the best.This mission would test us in ways we couldn't yet imagine, but the prospect of freeing Lily's soul and breaking the curse that had plagued our family for so long fueled a fire within us that would not be extinguished."Only the direct descendant can break the curse," Lady Athena reminded.Direct descendant… curse…For some reason, these words brought back some memories that I had long since buried in the grave of my childhood.Lady Athena's words settled in the room, and an icy chill seemed to creep

Zoya’s P.O.VAs Silas and Anika left the room, the gravity of our situation settled in once again. The room seemed to hold its breath, the anticipation of what was to come almost palpable.We were on the cusp of confronting a powerful and malevolent entity, armed with nothing but a dagger, a ritual, and a fierce determination to protect this family's legacy.Lady Athena's voice pulled me from my thoughts as she turned to the rest of us. "We must prepare for the ritual. The demon will sense our intentions and try to stop us. The strength of your bond will be crucial in this endeavor."Ezra turned to me, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and determination. "We've faced challenges before, Zoya. We can do this together."I nodded, my heart swelling with both fear and resolve."We have a lot to prepare," Anika's grandmother stated, her tone unwavering. "Come. Let’s not waste time."As we prepared for the ritual, I held tightly to the hope that this time, we would emerge victorious and

Silas’s P.O.V"I'm sorry, Anika," I murmured, my voice tinged with regret. The words held the depth of my remorse, not just for the way I had treated her, but for the ways in which I had been blind to my own faults. "I've been so caught up in my own battles, my own demons, that I failed to see how my actions affected you."Anika's expression softened, her gaze a blend of understanding and acceptance. "Silas," her voice was surprisingly gentle, a reassuring melody amidst the turmoil of my emotions, "we both had our reasons for coming together, for seeking revenge."A heavy sigh escaped me as I rubbed a hand over my tired eyes."You're right," I admitted, the weight of my own words settling upon me. "We were bound by a shared pain, a common enemy. But in the midst of it all, I neglected to see you as more than just an ally."As the evening breeze rustled the leaves around us, I found myself searching her eyes for any hint of resentment, any sign that she might want to walk away. Her gaz

Anika’s P.O.VThe very air seemed to crackle with tension as I evaded his attacks, my movements fueled by equal parts fear and determination.The clash of metal against earth reverberated through the night as I used anything I could touch to defend myself against his relentless assault.I knew I couldn't continue this battle for long.Silas was strong and agile, his movements fueled by an unnatural fervor.With a burst of adrenaline, I made a split-second decision.I turned and sprinted towards the direction of Ezra's pack territory, towards the old house I once followed Zoya into, my heart racing in rhythm with my footsteps.Every heartbeat seemed to echo in my ears as I pushed my body to its limits.My mind raced, my thoughts a jumble of fear for Silas, concern for the cursed dagger, and the unwavering determination to reach Ezra's old house.In the distance, the silhouette of the place that held our last hope loomed against the night sky, a beacon guiding me toward the ritual that

Zoya’s P.O.VThe words floated heavily in the air, a haunting confirmation that shattered the eerie silence.Anika's eyes widened in realization, mirroring the shock that rippled through the room.The demon's frenzied assault on the barrier had now intensified, as if the truth had unleashed its fury anew.Its roars echoed like thunder, a symphony of anger that reverberated through the house.But even as we exchanged looks of realization, our attention remained divided."Oh, dear moon goddess," Lady Athena muttered as she made a sign that was like a ward against evil. "If Silas doesn’t wake up and perform the ritual soon, then the demon will surely break in and kill all of them. The place will become a slaughterhouse."The urgency in Lady Athena's voice was a stark reminder of the impending danger that loomed over us, a relentless reminder that time was running out, and the stakes couldn't be higher.Silas's unconscious form lay before us, a sleeping guardian of our last hope, and I co