All Chapters of Reborn For Revenge: The Alpha’s Heiress : Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

When the Sky Bleeds (Vera's POV)I stepped out of the command tent, the cold night air biting at my skin. The valley before me had transformed. The moon, once a soft beacon in the sky, was now a gaping wound. The halo surrounding it had deepened into a blood-red ring, pulsing in time with the thudding of my heart.The wind picked up, sharp and frenzied, pushing against me, tugging at my clothes. My senses were overwhelmed, and I felt it—the pull. It wasn’t just the air or the moon’s strange glow. It was something deeper. Every wolf in the valley felt it, their instincts flaring as if they were all being drawn into something darker.I saw the first pack fall to their knees, eyes blank. They whispered something under their breath, some incoherent chant that only seemed to deepen the unease swirling around us.The whispers of the packs spread quickly, panic creeping into the air like an illness. But then, a howl rose in the distance. It wasn’t just one wolf—it was a chorus, a cry that

Unholy Awakening (Vera's POV)The wave of divine power hit like a tidal surge, slamming into my chest and forcing the air from my lungs. I staggered, my knees buckling under the invisible weight. It wasn't just force, it was something deeper, twisting through my veins, pulling at the core of who I was. My vision blurred at the edges, the valley around us warping as the rift's energy distorted the air, making everything shimmer like heat off pavement.Gabriel's grip tightened on my hand, his fingers interlocking with mine in a vise that kept me from falling. "Breathe, Vera," he murmured, his voice cutting through the roar in my ears. I sucked in a ragged breath, forcing my legs to straighten. The avatar loomed above us, her fractured crown casting jagged shadows across the valley floor. Her presence pressed down harder, like gravity had doubled, pinning wolves to the earth. Whimpers echoed from the packs, but I refused to drop. Not with Gabriel here, his amber eyes locked on mine, f

Divine Reckoning (Vera's POV)The moonstone pendant blazed against my throat like a second heartbeat as power poured through me. My veins felt like they were on fire, liquid light racing under my skin. I staggered forward one more step, Gabriel’s hands still firm on my waist, steadying me without holding me back.The Avatar loomed higher, her fractured crown spinning slow and deadly. Each shard caught the rift’s glow. The air thickened until breathing hurt. Nyx stood at her side, arms raised, feeding more energy into the tear in the sky. She looked almost peaceful, like this destruction was a gift.I clenched my fists. The moonstone surged again, answering the call of the rift. I felt the connection snap into place—clear, brutal. This wasn’t just power. It was the same source. The Avatar wasn’t destroying the system.She was reclaiming it.My stomach dropped. “It’s hers,” I whispered, the realization hitting like ice water. “The moonstone… it was never ours. It’s hers. We’ve been us

Damon’s Return (Vera's POV)The sky still crackled, fractures fading like dying embers, but the quiet didn’t last. A low growl rolled across the valley—multiple growls, building into a chorus that made the ground vibrate. Rogues. I spun toward the tree line just as shadows broke free. Fur and fangs, eyes glowing yellow in the dim light. They poured out like spilled ink, fast and coordinated. Leading them was the one face I’d prayed I’d never see again.Damon.He stepped forward last, human form, but his smirk was the same—sharp, cruel, the same one he’d worn the night he helped Lana carve me open in my past life. His dark hair hung longer now, wild, and blood streaked his shirt like he’d already fought his way through hell to get here. He looked bigger. Hungrier.My blood turned to ice, then fire. The moonstone pendant pulsed once, hard, against my throat.Gabriel moved beside me in an instant, shoulder brushing mine. “Vera.”“I see him,” I said, voice flat. Inside, everything scre

Beneath the Surface (Vera's POV)The cold sank deeper into my bones. Not the kind that came from wind or night—it was heavier, older, like the valley itself had turned against us. I stared at the rift. The fractures had stopped shrinking. They hung there, thin black veins threading through the dimming light, pulsing in slow, even beats.Something watched me from inside.I felt it like eyes on the back of my neck. Not Nyx’s sharp, mocking gaze. This was different. Patient. Hungry. Waiting for me to make the first mistake.Gabriel’s arm stayed tight around me. His warmth was the only thing keeping the chill from swallowing me whole. “You feel it too,” he said, not a question.“Yeah.” My voice came out quieter than I meant. “It’s not the Avatar. It’s… underneath. Like the Avatar was just the door. This is what’s been waiting behind it.”He turned me gently so I faced him. His amber eyes searched mine, worry etched deep in the lines around them. “Then we close the door. For good.”I want