All Chapters of The betas heart: Abiagan [B×B]: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 51: The Pattern Revealed The next morning. Jaime woke up with an idea burning in his mind. He'd been thinking about the deaths all week. Marcus the pack warrior, Sophie the quiet school omega girl, not the recent body from yesterday. They were people, drained of energy, left with empty eyes. But this particular morning, It was as if the veil of confusion had opened. Everyone assumed the deaths were just random. But what if they weren't? What if there was a pattern?... Abiagan was still asleep in the other bed, his golden hair spread across the pillow like silk. Jaime didn't want to wake him yet. No matter how hard he wantee to. Not after the rough night. He grabbed a notebook and pencil from his school bag and started drawing. First, he drew a rough map of the pack territory. The school in the center. The forest to the east. The omega district to the west. The main pack grounds to the north. Then he marked the locations of the three deaths. The pack soldier found i

Chapter 53: First Contact The dark energy hit them like a wall of ice. Jaime's whole body went cold. It felt like jumping into a frozen lake in winter. His wolf inside him cried out in pain, retreating inside him, trying to hide from the awful feeling. Marcus got hit harder. The force threw him backward into a tree. CRACK! The tree bark split from the impact. Marcus fell to the ground, not moving. "Marcus!" Jaime yelled. But Mr. Harrison was already running toward Abiagan, moving faster than any normal person should. Nooo!! Jaime's wolf took over. He moved without thinking, faster than he had ever moved before. His hand shot out and grabbed Mr. Harrison's wrist just before he could touch Abiagan. The moment their skin touched, Jaime saw something terrible. Through his special sight, he could see inside Mr. Harrison. Black poison was eating him from the inside. Like a sickness, but worse. Something evil had gotten inside Mr. Harrison, taking root inside him, was

The Commander's HeraldThe three of them stood frozen in the middle of the street, staring at the cloaked figure in front of Rosa's house.Jaime's energy sight was screaming at him. The dark signature radiating from this being was unlike anything he had seen before. It wasn't just corrupted, it was purely concentrated. Pure. Like all the darkness in the world had been compressed into one form standing in front of them."Who are you?" Jaime demanded, his wolf rising to the surface despite his exhaustion.The figure didn't move. Didn't react. Just stood there, perfectly still, like a statue carved from shadow.Then it spoke."I am the Herald."The voice was wrong. So wrong that it made Jaime's teeth ache and his bones vibrate. It wasn't loud, but it filled the entire street, echoing off buildings and into their skulls."I am the Commander's voice. His will manifest. His judgment will be delivered."The figure slowly raised its hands and pulled back its hood.Jaime's breath caught in his

CHAPTER 57: Safe HavenTen minutes later, they stood in the living room with their bags packed.They didn't carry much. A few changes of clothes. Some food. Personal items that meant something to them. Everything else… the furniture, the decorations, the memories… had to be left behind.Rosa stood in the middle of the room, looking around slowly. Her fingers traced the arm of the couch where Penny curled up every evening with her books. The kitchen table where they had shared so many meals. The worn rug that had been there when she first moved in twelve years ago, back when the grief of losing her son was still fresh."I hate leaving this place," she said quietly, her voice thick with emotion."I know," Thomas said, putting a trembling hand on her shoulder. His condition made even this simple gesture difficult, but he managed it because Rosa needed the comfort. "But we will come back. When this is over, we will come back and it will be waiting for us.""Will it?" Rosa's voice cracked.

chapter 59: Going Through Everything Together Everyone was quiet. No one spoke nor moved. The silence stretched, heavy with the weight of terrible history. "Please," Jaime said, breaking the silence that felt like it might crush them all. His voice came out desperate, pleading. "You said if I needed help, I could come to you. We need help. Badly. Can we come in?" Dr. Thorn looked at the group again. Really looked. Saw their exhausted faces, pale with fear and sleeplessness. Saw the small child clutching a stuffed cat, her eyes haunted in a way no child's should be. Saw Thomas barely staying upright, his condition worsened by stress and exertion. Saw Rosa standing like a shield in front of Penny. Saw his son, desperate and terrified and still trying to save everyone. And saw Abiagan, the being he had tortured for fifty years, shaking like a leaf in a storm but standing there anyway because he had no other choice. Something in Dr. Thorn's chest cracked. "Yes," he said, steppin