All Chapters of The Alpha's concubine mate : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The agonizing sting of betrayal ripped through Cole’s senses, eclipsing the grief and rage that had fueled his charge up the jagged slopes of Mount Aethel. The world swam before his eyes—vibrant energies of shadow and light blurring into a chaotic mess of pain as the dagger’s hilt pressed against his back. Jade’s whispered apology, devoid of warmth or remorse, echoed in his ears like a death knell, a chilling testament to the darkness that had consumed the woman he’d once called his sister in arms. “Jade?” Cole gasped, his voice a strangled whisper that was swallowed by the howling wind. He stumbled forward, his fingers scraping at the air as he tried to grasp the blade protruding from his torso. But his limbs felt heavy, unresponsive, as if his very life force was seeping into the parched earth beneath his feet. The dark fluid coating the dagger’s edge wasn’t poison—it was something far worse: the essence of the Void, a substance that fed on hope and drained so

The cold that lingered after the Void Queen’s departure seeped deeper than any mountain chill. Cole knelt beside his father, whose breathing was shallow but steady, while Elara limped over to tend to him, her healing light glowing faintly in her palms. Lila stood watch at the edge of the valley, her eyes fixed on the spot where the dark figures had vanished, her jaw set. “He’s stable,” Elara said, wiping sweat from her brow. “But the shadow left its mark. It’ll take time for him to fully recover—and even then… I don’t know if he’ll be the same.” Cole nodded, his gaze drifting to the Blade of Annihilation, which lay inert in the dust. It no longer hummed with darkness, but its black surface still seemed to drink in the light. Jade walked over and kicked it gently with her boot, a look of disgust on her face. “We should destroy it,” she said. “Before someone else finds it.” “Can we?” Lila asked, turning from the valley. “It’s forged from

The light was so bright it felt like the sun had exploded in the clearing. Lila threw her arms around Cole, shielding his body with hers as waves of energy washed over them—warm and cold at once, gentle and devastating. The Void Queen’s scream was swallowed by the roar of power, and when the light finally faded, the clearing was unrecognizable.The crystal spire still stood, but it now glowed with a soft, golden-black light. The Void warriors were gone—vanished into the energy wave. The light guardians lay on the ground, breathing but weakened. And in the center of the clearing, where Leo had stood, there was nothing left but a single, small crystal—half black, half gold, pulsing with a quiet energy.Cole pulled away from Lila, his legs shaking as he walked toward the crystal. He knelt down and picked it up, his fingers tracing its smooth surface. He could feel Leo’s presence in it—not his physical form, but his spirit, merged with the balance of light and dark he had created.“He’s s

The crack in the crystal spread like a spiderweb, and a wave of cold dread washed over Cole. He clutched it tighter, but the damage was done—primal energy seeped through the fissures, mixing with Leo’s spirit and the balance power, sending jolts of pain up his arm. Lila grabbed his hand, her light wrapping around him, trying to steady him. “Cole, what’s wrong?” she asked, her eyes wide with fear as she saw the crack. “What did that voice say?” He shook his head, his jaw tight. “It was the first god,” he said, his voice barely a whisper. “The one they called the Forgotten. He built the door. He sent the fleet. And he’s coming.” A gasp went up from the survivors who had heard him. Jade stepped forward, her dagger still in her hand, her face set with grim determination. “Three days,” she said. “We have three days to find a way to stop him. To fix the crystal. To save this world.” Cole looked at the cracked crystal, feeling Leo’s spirit

Five years had passed since the new balance was forged, and the world had changed. The valley at the foot of the Sunstone Mountains had grown into a thriving city—Balance’s Rest—where humans, former primal warriors, and light guardians lived together in peace. Four massive towers stood at the city’s corners, each one channeling power from the four pillars of the Well of Origins, strengthening the barrier that held back the void and the trapped gods. Cole stood at the top of the central tower, the crystal still in his hand. It glowed with a steady mix of black, white, gold, and purple—no longer flickering, but still holding the weight of what lay inside. Lila walked beside him, her hand finding his, her eyes fixed on the sky where the barrier shimmered like a thin, iridescent veil. “The disturbances are getting stronger,” she said, her voice soft but serious. “Three this week alone. They’re trying to break free.” Cole nodded, his gaze never le