All Chapters of A Mix Of Two Worlds : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dawn had barely broken when William stirred in his bed, the faint chill of morning creeping into the room.His sharp ears twitched at the distant commotion outside the boys' tower, but it wasn’t until he reached out instinctively that he noticed Alex’s bed was empty. The sheets were still slightly warm.He frowned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Where the hell is he?" he muttered. Alex wasn’t one to sneak off without a word, especially after Tanaka’s stern warnings about the looming trials.Throwing on his shirt, William headed for the door, intent on finding his roommate. As he descended the staircase, the voices grew louder, excitement laced with tension. When he reached the common room, the source of the noise became clear.A massive tapestry stretched across the far wall, glowing faintly with enchanted light. Its surface rippled like water, the image shifting constantly. Wolves, his packmates were displayed in vivid detail, struggling against a raging tide.“The trials…” Willia

Kira winced as the sticky tar clung to her hands, its acrid heat seeping through her gloves. She pulled harder on the rope tied around Yaren’s waist, her arms trembling with effort.“Stop squirming!” Jenric snapped, his teeth gritted as he braced against the pull. “You’re making it worse.”“Maybe if I wasn’t sinking into this death pit, I wouldn’t be squirming!” Yaren shot back, his voice tight with panic. The tar had already reached his knees, and it wasn’t just pulling him down, it was burning him.“Focus, all of you!” Nyssa growled, her sharp gaze darting between the group and their surroundings. “We don’t have time to argue.”Malric adjusted his grip on the rope, muscles straining as he planted his feet firmly against the uneven ground. “On three. Everyone pull together. One... two... three!”The group heaved as one, their combined strength finally breaking Yaren free of the tar’s grip. He tumbled forward, coughing and shaking, as Kira and Selina caught him by the arms.“Thanks,”

The group stood in tense silence as the voice echoed across the chamber.“To proceed, the bonds of trust must be tested, and choices must be made. Only those worthy of survival may move forward. Betrayal lies in the nature of all. Prove your will.”The polished stone pedestal in the room’s center glowed brighter, and the runes etched into its surface flared with a golden light. Five massive stone doors, each bearing the emblem of a faction, loomed like silent sentinels around them.“This is a trap,” Damian muttered, his crimson eyes narrowing as he surveyed the doors.“It’s a choice,” the witch boy corrected, his golden eyes fixed on the pedestal. “A cruel one, but a choice nonetheless. One faction moves forward; the others stay behind.”“And die?” Sara asked quietly, though the answer was obvious.“It’s a test of survival,” the boy continued. “The labyrinth demands it be so".“You witches should stay behind,” Damian snapped, stepping closer to the pedestal. “You’ve done your part wit

The werecats and werewolves found themselves in yet another chamber of the maze. The space was large and empty, stone walls rising high with tunnels branching off in every direction. The air hung heavy and silent, as if the maze itself was waiting.Alex noticed a faint flicker down one of the passages. At first he thought it was his eyes playing tricks on him, but when he squinted, the light grew stronger, pulsing against the dark. His chest tightened and his heartbeat quickened. Whatever it was, it was coming closer.He nudged Tanaka. “There.” he said.The Alpha followed his gaze, his jaw tightening when he caught the faint glow.“Notice something?” Nyssa asked, her sharp eyes already scanning.“Something is flickering in that passage,” Tanaka said. “And it’s getting closer.”Nyssa tilted her head, her feline eyes narrowing. “What do you think it is?”“Don’t know,” Tanaka muttered, shoulders tense. “But I doubt it’s friendly.”The light grew brighter with every second.“Is that a w

They stepped closer to the mural. Torches guttered and threw light over the carved Minotaur. The thing on the wall was small in the comparison to the real thing. The mural depicted carving, the beast trapped under chains. Alex moved towards Kira and Sara. “How’s it been for you so far?” he asked Sara.She pulled her jacket tight, played it cool. “Challenging,” she said. “But nothing I can’t handle.”Alex snorted. “I've got the short straw on this one, I've encountered the Minotaur. The mural doesn’t do it justice.”Sara’s face changed a fraction “It’s much scarier?” she asked.“Indeed it is,” Alex said. “And it reeks of rotting flesh.”Kira glanced around the room, eyes on the mural, then back at the three of them. “Looks like we’re supposed to free it to get out,” she said. “That’s what this is pointing to.”“You think that’s the solution?” Alex asked.“Either we find a way to change it back,” Kira said, “legend says it was once a man cursed by the gods, or we free it from its lif