All Chapters of Heal My Wolf: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Mia’s POVThe voice disappeared.But its echo remained.It traveled through every world.Every star.Every soul.Creator.I couldn’t breathe.The creature was still staring into the darkness.He wasn’t smiling anymore.The First Nothing had gone completely still.Even the Makers had lowered their weapons.Nobody spoke.Then Kael stepped closer to me.“Mia.”I looked at him.“What?”His eyes moved toward the darkness.“Whatever that thing is…”He tightened his grip around his sword.“…they’re afraid of it.”I looked at the First Nothing.It didn’t deny it.That frightened me more than anything.“What is it?”The First Nothing finally looked at me.“The reason I existed.”I frowned.“What does that mean?”“I was not created to rule the First World.”Its voice was quieter than I’d ever heard it.“I was created to contain something.”The creature stepped forward.“You were created to contain what she couldn’t destroy.”The First Nothing looked at him.“And you were created to oppose her.”

Mia’s POVThe universe disappeared.There was no sky.No ground.No stars.No sound.There was only white.I couldn’t feel my body.I couldn’t feel Kael’s hand.I couldn’t feel the Crown.I couldn’t even feel myself.Then—I heard a voice.“You should have chosen one.”I opened my eyes.I was standing in darkness.Three figures stood in front of me.Me.The smiling version.The broken version.And the girl I had been before I remembered who I was.Three faces.Three lives.Three pieces of the same soul.The smiling one stepped forward.“You can’t keep us all.”The broken one laughed.“You’ll tear yourself apart.”The younger me said nothing.She simply stared at me.I looked at them.Then at my hands.They were glowing.One was covered in silver light.The other in black.And between them—gold.I understood.The Crown wasn’t a crown anymore.It was a choice.I took a step toward them.“I don’t want to destroy you.”The smiling one tilted her head.“Why?”“Because you’re me.”The brok

Mia’s POVThe First World exploded.There was no sound.No warning.One moment, I was standing beside Kael, the First Nothing, and the First Enemy.The next—everything became light.I couldn’t feel the ground beneath my feet.I couldn’t feel my body.I couldn’t even tell whether I was still alive.Then something pulled me downward.I opened my eyes.The First World was burning.Not with ordinary fire.The sky had shattered into enormous pieces, revealing an endless darkness beyond it.Fragments of stars floated through the air.Rivers had risen from the ground and remained suspended above us.Mountains were breaking apart.And in the center of it all—the eye watched.I pushed myself upright.Kael was beside me.He was breathing.That was enough.I reached for his hand.He grabbed mine immediately.“You okay?”“I think so.”He looked at the sky.“I don’t think that’s good.”I followed his gaze.The enormous eye was no longer above us.It was everywhere.In the clouds.In the broken s

Mia’s POVThe Crown answered.That was the part I couldn’t understand.It didn’t resist him.It didn’t burn.It didn’t attack.It recognized him.Like some ancient part of me had been waiting for that voice.Waiting for him.“No.”I stepped backward.Kael tightened his grip around my hand.“Mia.”“I don’t know him.”The words came out too quickly.Too desperately.The figure inside the Observer smiled.“You know me.”“No.”“You simply don’t remember.”The Crown pulsed again.Pain shot through my chest.I doubled over.Kael caught me before I fell.“Mia!”The world disappeared.For one second, I wasn’t standing on the First World.I was somewhere else.A vast white chamber.There were no walls.No ceiling.No floor.Only light.And in the center—A child.Me.Small.Made entirely of golden light.I was sitting beneath an enormous throne.Someone was standing above me.I couldn’t see his face.But I knew his voice.“You cannot save everyone.”The child looked up.“I can try.”“You will

Mia’s POVThe darkness fell.Not like night.Like a wall.A wall stretching across the universe, swallowing everything in its path.The first world trembled beneath my feet.Above us, millions of golden eyes opened.Watching.Judging.Waiting.The Unmade had arrived.And somehow—they were worse than anything I had imagined.They had no faces.No bodies.No voices.They were simply shapes carved into the darkness, each one different from the other.Some looked like enormous shadows.Others looked like cracks in reality.Some had wings made of empty space.Some had countless eyes.And some—some were nothing at all.I couldn’t see them.I could only feel them.The First Nothing stepped beside me.Its expression had changed.For the first time since I had known it, it looked afraid.“What are they?” I whispered.It didn’t answer immediately.The First Enemy did.“They are what existed before existence.”I turned toward him.He was staring upward.“They aren’t gods,” he continued.“They