91. Shadows on Parchment

Chapter 91: Shadows on ParchmentANYA’S POV Moonlight slipped through the half-open shutters and painted pale stripes across the new mattress Rowan had dragged in earlier this morning. The old one, along with every pillow, blanket, and scrap of linen Cassandra had ever touched, sat in a charred heap outside the pack house window. He had set it ablaze himself right after we moved back in, flames licking high while he watched with that quiet, satisfied look he got whenever he destroyed something that had hurt me. Now the room smelled of fresh cedar and smoke instead of her perfume. I loved it.I lay on my side with my head propped on one hand and watched him stretch out beside me. He wore nothing but loose sleep pants that rode low on his hips. The firelight from the hearth caught the ridges of muscle along his stomach and the faint scars that mapped his skin like old stories. He caught me staring and raised one brow.“What?” he asked, his voice low and rough from the day.I reached ou

92. The Trap in the Study

Chapter 92: The Trap in the Study ROWAN’S POV Sunlight crept through the shutters and warmed the new sheets tangled around my legs. I woke slowly, expecting to feel Anya’s weight against my chest or her hair tickling my throat. Instead the bed stayed empty on her side. I opened my eyes and found her sitting in the chair by the window with her knees drawn up and her arms wrapped around them. She stared out at the courtyard below like the world had paused and she was the only thing still moving inside it.I sat up fast so fast the mattress dipped under me. “Anya?”She blinked and turned her head. For half a heartbeat she looked startled, like she hadn’t heard me come awake. Then she flashed a small, and tight smile, the kind that never reached her eyes.I swung my legs off the bed and crossed the room barefoot. When I reached her I rested one hand on her shoulder and squeezed gently. “You’re up early. What’s going on?”She leaned her cheek against my knuckles for a second before she

93. The Fire In The Glass

Chapter 93: The Fire In The Glass DAMIEN’S POV I stood barefoot on the cold stone floor of my chamber and cradled the heavy crystal glass of dark red wine in one hand while I watched the sun claw its way over the eastern ridge. Orange and gold bled across the sky with such vicious brightness that my eyes stung for a moment. I lifted the glass slowly and took a long sip. The wine burned down my throat with a familiar heat and spread warmth through my chest as a lazy smile tugged at my lips. This smile felt different from the ones I had forced for months. It sat loose and real on my face and for the first time in ages the tight knot behind my ribs eased just enough to let me breathe.Lior’s words echoed in my skull with quiet insistence.“I can get Anya out of Crescent Moon alone. She will walk straight into your hands.”A low laugh escaped me and bounced softly off the walls. I tilted the glass again and swallowed half the contents in one go. The taste coated my tongue with victory

94. Shadows on the Ridge

Chapter 94: Shadows on the RidgeANYA’S POV I paced the length of Rowan’s study with my arms crossed right across my chest and felt the heat climb up my neck every time I glanced at him. The evening light slanted through the narrow windows and painted long stripes of gold across the floorboards while he sat behind his desk with his hands folded and his expression calm in a way that made my teeth grind. “You told him,” I said and stopped right in front of the desk so he had to look up at me. “You told Lior the book is at my parents’ house even after I asked you to keep your mouth shut.”Rowan exhaled through his nose and leaned back in the chair. “I didn’t tell him the exact location. I only said it’s there. That’s all.”“That’s enough.” My voice rose sharper than I meant it to and I hated how it cracked at the end. “I trusted you to stay quiet. You promised, Rowan.”“I needed to test him.” He stood slowly and walked around the desk until he stood close enough that I could smell the

95. Chains and Moomlight

Chapter 95: Chains and MoonlightDAMIEN’S POV I carried her through the darkened halls of the stronghold, her head rested limp against my shoulder, and her bound wrists pressed to my chest. Victory tasted sharper than any wine I had ever swallowed. The moon goddess had once more smiled on me tonight, she had delivered my prize straight into my arms.Lior had warned me that Rowan would never spill the true location of the Codex to him if he’s not up to something. I knew that too well. Rowan loved Anya so much, that meant he would protect everything that is tied to her safety. So when he deliberately fed Rowan the half-truth about the book being at her parent’s house we both knew the trap would spring. I kicked the door to my chamber open with my boot and crossed to the wide bed draped in black silk. I laid her down gently, arranged her limbs so she looked almost peaceful. Almost like the girl who once looked at me with trust instead of terror. I pulled the silver-threaded chains fro

All Chapters of THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA : Chapter 91 - Chapter 95

91. Shadows on Parchment

92. The Trap in the Study

93. The Fire In The Glass

94. Shadows on the Ridge

95. Chains and Moomlight