Semua Bab THE ALPHA TRIALS: Bab 91 - Bab 100

The Citadel was still asleep. Moonlight filtered through the trees like spilled silver, casting moving shadows across the courtyard. Ava walked barefoot down a hidden path toward the Wolf’s Watch, the cliffside where Ronan often disappeared when the world became too much. He was there now—perched on the edge like he was born of sky and stone, one leg dangling, his broad back to her. Shirtless. Marked. Glowing faintly under the moon. She didn’t speak. She didn’t have to. Ronan turned his head slightly. “I was wondering when you’d come.” Ava stepped closer. “How did you know I would?” He smiled without humor. “Because you always find the parts of me I try to hide.” She sat beside him, her shoulder brushing his. They looked out over the forest. Quiet. Open. Finally, Ronan said, “I used to come here with my brother.” Ava turned to him gently. “I told you I watched him die. That’s only half the truth.” He looked at her then—fully. “I held him while he bled out. I begged the mo

The moment they stepped through the Fifth Gate, the ground beneath them vanished.They fell—not through space, but through memory.Ava’s scream was ripped away by wind that carried voices.Her own voice.Kellan’s pain. Maddox’s anger. Damon’s silence. Ronan’s laughter twisted into howls.Then—They landed.The world snapped into focus.A forest. Cold. Endless.But the trees were wrong.Each one held a reflection inside its bark—like a mirror made of living wood. Ava moved closer to one and gasped.It showed her… younger. Twelve. Kneeling beside her mother’s grave.Kellan came to her side, hand on his blade. “These trees are watching us.”“No,” Ronan said grimly. “They are us.”Maddox knelt by a twisted root, frowning. “It’s memory wood. Rare magic. We’re in the Forest of Forgotten Selves.”Damon looked up. “Which means the path forward leads through our past.”A low, inhuman growl echoed in the distance.And Ava's mark burned.Something had followed them through the veil.The Path Tha

The forest ended abruptly.One moment, they stood surrounded by ash-trees and roots soaked in memory.The next…They stepped into a garden.Impossible in beauty.Lush green vines curled around ancient stone arches. Moonflowers taller than a man pulsed with golden light. Pools of clear water reflected stars that weren’t in the sky. A breeze like silk moved through the leaves, carrying the scent of lavender and honey.Kellan froze first.“This place… it doesn’t feel hostile.”“No,” Damon said, eyes narrowing. “It feels like something wants us to stay.”Ronan sniffed the air. “Temptation magic. Strong. Thick.”Maddox took Ava’s hand. “We’re in the Garden of Wanting.”Ava looked around warily. “What does it do?”Maddox’s jaw tightened. “It gives you what you crave most. What your soul secretly wishes. The longer you stay, the harder it is to leave.”And already…It had begun.Ava’s TemptationA path opened in the vines.And waiting at the end was a vision that stole her breath.A home.Si

The Fifth Realm fell into silence.After Ava claimed the Fifth Throne, the land stilled. No winds. No stars. Just a soft glow that bathed everything in muted silver. The sanctuary the Aspects had gifted them was sacred—outside of time.A small lake shimmered in the center.White grass waved gently.It was the first place that didn’t feel like a trial.Ava stood at the water’s edge, barefoot, her long white cloak fluttering behind her. Her mark glowed faintly under her skin—calm now, no longer pulsing with chaos.One by one, the Alphas approached.Not as warriors.Not as competitors.But as men who had chosen her again and again, even when she hadn’t chosen herself.KellanHe came to her first, his touch light as he brushed a hand down her arm.“You were made for this,” he whispered.She smiled. “I was afraid I wouldn’t survive it.”“You didn’t just survive, Ava.” He leaned in. “You became legend.”He kissed her—slow, grounding. The kiss of someone who would follow her into every shado

It was a world shaped in silence.The false realm looked just like home—her childhood woods, the academy’s tower in the distance, the moon hovering above, soft and silver.But something was wrong.There was no wind.No wolves.No light in her mark.Ava stood in the center of it, barefoot, shivering. Her bonded were gone.And worse—She couldn't remember their names.The Forgetting BeginsShe tried to summon their faces.The strong one. The quiet one. The one who always made her laugh.But their features blurred in her mind, smudged like ink in rain.She fell to her knees.Her voice cracked: “Why can’t I—why can’t I remember?”And the Sixth appeared beside her, gentle, elegant, almost kind.“You’ve been carrying too much,” she whispered. “Let it go. Lay it down. Be free.”“I’m not meant to forget them.”“You already have.”Ava’s eyes widened.Her hands—her mark was gone.Not dimmed.Erased.The Life Without ThemThe false realm shifted.Suddenly, Ava stood at the head of the academy.A