Semua Bab Dangerous Game- Love in the Strangest Place: Bab 41 - Bab 50

You won't get far, Sama!The voice, the deep roar of Dickson's giant shape, resounded through the dark, neglected corridor of once-grander mansion. The walls of stone were slick with moss and the air reeked of wet earth and decay. Sama Arthur did not respond. She merely fled, her feet clattering on the chill floor, the sound swallowed by the empty silence of the unused wing.This is wrong, Sama! Dean Wason will find you. You know he always does." Dickson's words were a threatening snarl, but beneath the threat was an undercurrent of something else—a strange desperation.Sama bludgeoned open a heavy oak door that splintered on the hinges. She was a specter in the blackness, her simple tunic torn, her braids disordered and wild. "He won't this time," she panted to herself, half prayer, half boast. "I won't let him."A clank of metal made her leap into an in-breath of fright. Dickson followed close behind her. He was faster than she, more powerful, but she had the advantage of knowing this p

"Not your god," Alex Henry gasped, her voice a barely audible, conspiratorial murmur. "A child playing with fire. And I have waited for the flames to devour him."Sama Arthur's eyes had widened to a new, horror-filled comprehension. She was as still as death, the void in her mind where the link to Dean Wason had existed a vast, icy void. The man himself was on the floor, contorting in pain, his mind a shattered landscape of past shame and shattered wills. Alex Henry's eyes, locked on Sama Arthur, were no longer professional; they were ravenous.You… you want his power for yourself," Sama Arthur said, the realization a bitter splinter in her chest. "That's why you told me all of this.".Alex Henry smiled, a small, victorious smile of her lips. "Of course. Dean Wason has grown weak. His guilt is poison that will kill him and everything he has made. His power, which he has amassed, must be passed to some other vessel. A new Architect. And what better than someone who has waited and watched

“We’re even now, Dean Wason. I’m not yours.”Sama Arthur stood in the middle of the ruined chamber, the dust and debris of Kane’s fortress swirling around her. The vast space was no longer a place of malevolent darkness, nor was it filled with the radiant, chaotic light of Dean Wason’s power. It was a place of serene, perfect stillness. The Alpha and the Omega had found their balance.Dean Wason, a shadow of his former self, was on his knees. His clothes were in rags, his face was pale, and his eyes, that had once burned with the fervent glow of an evangelical god, were now depleted, like windows in a deserted building. The colossal talent he had once possessed, the talent that had begotten a whole group of 'gifts,' was now hers."Sama Arthur," he panted, the words feeling foreign and weak on his lips. "You… you took everything. You took everything.""I took what was always going to be mine," Sama Arthur told him, the low, singing music of a thousand possible voices. She looked at him, no

A god has a calling. And I am afraid, little Lily, that your true calling has yet to begin.Sama Arthur stood at the center of the ruined fortress, the voice of Crayons Arthur, her father, a chilling whisper within her mind. The environment that used to be filled with the desperate energies of Dean Wason and Kane now resonated with an unobtrusive, powerful stillness. She was the focal point of this newer calm, a being of both Alpha and Omega. She was the one who kept the balance."What… what was that?" Paul Wason whispered in a shaking voice, his tone one of absolute horror and disbelief. He had watched in silence as his brother and Kane were taken apart, and his mind, once an unbreachable stronghold of unswerving allegiance, lay in ruins. "I heard… a voice. It sounded like…""It sounded like my father," Sama Arthur replied, her voice now hers alone, a firm and ringing one that bore a new, unassailable authority. "He is part of me now. He, and all the others my… your brother… tried to do

You have no choice to make, Sama Arthur," Alex Henry's voice was one of deadly, triumphant certainty. "The Council have watched. They have waited. And they have reached their own conclusion.".She proffered the small, gemstone-encrusted box, and the high, emerald green light inside it pulsed with an energy of its own. Sama Arthur's hand on her belly sensed the opposing wills of her twins falter back, their own internal conflict arrested for one moment of raw terror. The light within the box was alive, lethal, a specific antidote to her mathematically impossible situation.This is the Firstborn's gift," Alex Henry continued, her gaze icy with satisfaction. "This is the device that will bind the two of them. It will kill one and save the other. It will decide for you. And it will ensure the Firstborn… will never again be a threat to the Alpha lines.".Paul Wason, horrified face contorted with disgust, recoiled. "Alex Henry, no! You can't do this! This is an instrument of the highest order!