All Chapters of Alejandro's Human Antidote : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Inferno Speaks

Author's POV The silence that followed the battle was wrong. It was both too deep and too absolute.Even the wind held its breath over Lake Tahoe’s frozen ridges. Steam coiled from the scorched earth where the creatures had fallen, if “fallen” was the word for something that had never truly lived.Their bodies, gray, translucent husks, dissolved into a mist that smelled of iron and ash. The air was heavy with the echo of screams that had never belonged to mortal throats. Elysia stood rooted, her dagger shaking in her grasp. “What were those?” she whispered. “They didn’t bleed. They didn’t even die, they just vanished.”Lucien’s crimson eyes glinted under the moon. “They weren’t vampires,” he muttered. “Nor ghosts. Their energy… it was wrong. Dead, but aware.” Selene raised a trembling hand, blue light flickering from her fingers. “Their presence tore through the wards like acid. That shouldn’t be possible.”Koa scanned the treeline, every muscle taut. “Stay sharp. There could be more

Last Updated : 2025-11-11

After The Fire

Zenith’s POVFor a long moment after Inferno’s voice faded, the clearing felt too silent. Not peaceful but rather...hollow. As if the world itself had drawn a sharp breath and forgotten how to exhale.The Netherborne’s ashes, if they could even be called that, still shimmered faintly in the air, threads of cold light dissolving into nothing. I could feel the residue of their presence like frost against my aura… wrong, heavy and annoyingly clinging. No one moved.Darian’s fists were clenched at his sides.Elysia’s eyes were wide, reflecting memories she had never lived.Lucien stood utterly motionless, jaw tight, the faintest tremor beneath his calm mask giving him away. Esme and Selene pressed closer to each other, witchlight flickering at their fingertips like frightened fireflies. Caius and Kael paced in tight, barely-controlled circles, their wolves bristling. Koa stood in front of all of them, breathing hard, gaze flicking between Alejandro and me, as if recalculating everything he

Last Updated : 2025-11-15

Inferno Speaks Again

Author's POV The final wisps of Netherborne residue curled like smoke above the forest floor, inky tendrils that refused to behave like natural vapor. They pulsed faintly, as if the dark magic resisting death still clung to their remains. Zenith stood close to Alejandro, her fingers brushing his forearm. The soft contact grounded him, helped him stay in control.But it was clear when the shift happened. Alejandro straightened. His irises bled molten crimson. The air thickened with heat. A ripple of ancient power moved across the clearing, brushing the skin of every warrior, witch, and vampire among them. Inferno had taken over again.Gasps echoed through the gathered members of the Haven of Shadows. Even for a pack accustomed to the strange and supernatural, this level of raw, primordial presence left them rooted to the ground. Shoulders stiffened. Some pressed hands over their pounding chests. A few instinctively stepped behind their stronger packmates, not out of cowardice but inst

Last Updated : 2025-11-15

Inferno’s Warning

Zenith The clearing had gone so still that even the wind seemed afraid to move. Ash..black, oily, wrong, coated the rocks where the Netherborne creature had collapsed moments before. The residue pulsed faintly, like it still had a heartbeat trying to crawl back into existence.I crouched beside it, my hands trembling as I reached out. “This isn’t… normal,” I whispered. “It feels like, pain.” Behind me, Darian muttered, “No way that thing was ever alive.” Elysia elbowed him. “It wasn’t. That’s the point.”I wanted to respond, but the ash stirred beneath my palm, as if something unseen exhaled. A cold shiver shot up my arm. And that was the moment I felt it...the shift in Alejandro’s energy. A low vibration rolled across the ground. Shadows twisted at the edge of my vision.When I turned, Alejandro was standing utterly still… too still… his body coiled like a vessel being filled with something ancient and immense. His eyes, red-gold, molten, inhuman, locked with mine. Inferno had retur

Last Updated : 2025-11-16

When Shadows Bow

Zenith’s POV By the time we reached the Villa, the entire Haven of Shadows had snapped into motion. Not out of panic, though fear still clung faintly to all of us, but because Inferno had spoken, and when he spoke, every soul in our Haven understood two things: More are coming, and this place must be ready for them.Koa was already barking orders the moment we stepped onto the stone steps. “Darian, Lysander, take inventory of the rooms. Elysia, help them. We need to know how many beds we can spare before we start converting spaces.” “Yes, sir!” the teens chorused, still rattled but determined. Esme and Selene floated between the great hall and the kitchen, carrying sigil-marked jars, talking in hushed, hurried whispers.Lucien had vanished to sweep the perimeter, or to brood, it was hard to tell. As for me… every time I moved, I felt Alejandro’s presence behind me. Solid, quiet and protective. Even though Inferno had retreated, there was still a faint ember-like glow to his eyes, a l

Last Updated : 2025-11-19

Shocking And Exhilarating

ZenithFor a moment, the villa felt suspended in time. Lord Valerius Drakos, an exile, a legend, a whispered nightmare to most supernatural children, knelt before us. And the Haven of Shadows, my family? They looked like someone had just dropped a live bomb in the foyer.Kael was the first to react, of course he was. “Okay, but… is anyone else freezing? Or is this just me dying slowly?” Caius punched his arm without taking her eyes off Valerius. “Shut up, Kael.” The teens peeked from behind the staircase like traumatized meerkats. Lucien stepped protectively in front of them. Koa moved closer to my side, hands trembling but chin held high. The air was so cold my breath fogged.Alejandro shifted slightly, positioning himself between me and Valerius. “Rise,” he commanded, not rudely, but firmly, like someone testing the weight of an ancient sword. Valerius stood with fluid grace. Even that simple motion was lethal elegance. Alejandro’s eyes darkened. “State your purpose.”Lord Valerius

Last Updated : 2025-11-19

Seraphine And Ragnar

Zenith’s POVI barely had time to process the arrival of Valerius before the wards shivered. Not a physical tremor. No, this was deeper, a vibration that rolled through the bones of the villa like a distant heartbeat. It thrummed low and resonant, thickening the air until every breath tasted like static.Valerius froze mid-stride. Esme’s head snapped up from the shattered pottery she had been sweeping. Koa’s fingers tightened around the mop handle until the wood creaked. And Alejandro… His eyes went ember-bright, Inferno rising like a tide beneath his skin. “The wards,” Esme whispered, fear and awe mingling in her voice. “They’re reacting.”Reacting was not the word. They were flaring, a cold, silver pulse rippling across the villa’s walls like moonlit veins. Shadows curled inward. The lights flickered. “Positions,” Koa murmured automatically, his instincts older than discipline.And though we had barely slept, barely processed anything, my feet moved on their own, drawing closer to A

Last Updated : 2025-11-19

Bridge Between Realms

Zenith’s POVFor a heartbeat, no one moved. The words hung in the air like frost suspended mid-fall.Me? If I fell… the realms would fall? I felt every eye in the room shift to me, shock, confusion, fear. But none of it hit as hard as the silent fury radiating from Alejandro. His voice was quiet, but the kind of quiet that meant the air should start running. “Explain,” he said.Ragnar Frostbane did not flinch. He stepped forward, leaving a faint trail of crystalline frost on the tiles. “The prophecy is older than any clan. Older than the packs. Older than the first throne of witches. It speaks of the Crownless Wolf… and the Healer who holds the bridge between realms.”I swallowed. “Bridge? I’m not...” “You are,” Ragnar said without letting me finish, his tone unyielding. “Your bloodline was forged for one purpose to mend what the dark sought to break.”Seraphine nodded, stepping into the conversation without hesitation. “The Healers weren’t simply medics. They were ward-keepers. Gate

Last Updated : 2025-11-19

The One Who Did Not Die

Zenith’s POVThe moment Valerius bowed his head to him… I knew. It was not something logical. It was not in the way his lips moved or the words he spoke. It was in the stillness Valerius became. He, the feared, unshakable Vampire Lord, had gone utterly rigid. And no one did that for strangers.Another vampire lord stepped past the threshold like time itself had bent around him. The wards did not scream. The air did not shatter. Even Inferno, who had bristled against Valerius’ arrival, remained… unnervingly silent. Which frightened me more.He did not have the grandeur of Valerius, nor the raw brutality of Ragnar. His presence was something else entirely. Quiet, grave and ancient in a way that did not need to announce itself. Like a battlefield long after the blood had dried.His cloak moved without wind, dark fabric dusted with pale frost, as though he had brought winter from some forgotten peak with him. Pale light clung faintly to his steps, not holy… not dark… something between, li

Last Updated : 2025-11-22

The Exiled Warlock

Zenith’s POVThe villa had barely begun to settle after Cassian’s arrival. The air still trembled with his presence, the way shadows shifted around him, the silent weight he carried as though centuries had pressed into his very bones. I thought I had begun to breathe again. But the moment the northern windows caught the first pale glint of a lantern, my chest tightened once more.Not a knock this time. Not a slow, deliberate step. Just a ripple in the energy of the villa, subtle, but impossible to ignore. Alejandro stiffened beside me, the bond thrumming between us. Inferno’s low rumble vibrated through our mindlink. Another comes.I swallowed, and in that instant, the front doors opened silently. A figure appeared in the threshold, framed by the night sky, yet moving as though the shadows themselves bent to make way for him.Tall, lithe, and impossibly poised, he carried an aura that whispered of old power and old grudges. His hair was silvered like moonlight on steel, cascading to h

Last Updated : 2025-11-22

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