Semua Bab Cursed Bond of the Alpha: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Selvara's POVElder Ronan stepped out of the dark to reveal himself, but when we all saw his face, he smirked cruelly and we knew he really wasn't playing."Did you really think it would be that easy?" he asked.My heart pounded as Zyros grabbed my arm and pulled me behind him. "Get out of our way, Ronan," Zyros growled."No," Ronan said simply. "I have been waiting for you, little omega. I knew you would come." He said still walking towards us with all the confidence he can show."You knew?" I whispered."Of course," Ronan said. "Did you think I did not have spies watching the Silvercrest territory? I knew about your training. I knew about your aunt. I knew everything."He stepped closer and I felt my power flare inside me."Stay back," I warned as my eyes glowed silver.Ronan laughed. "Your powers don't frighten me, girl."He raised his hand and a woman stepped out from behind him, she wore dark robes and her eyes were completely black.It was pretty obvious that she is a witch. "Th

Selvara's POVI could not sleep that night because every time I closed my eyes, I saw Elder Thorne kneeling before Ronan with a blade at his throat. He had tried to help me, and now he would die because of it?I sat up in bed and looked around the room. Cara was asleep in the corner and Zyros was lying on the floor near the door. He insisted on staying close in case of danger.I stood up quietly and walked to the window. The moon was bright outside and it called to me. Just when I was about to go outside, I heard footsteps behind me. When I turned around, it was only Zyros."You should rest," he said softly."I cannot," I whispered. "Not while Elder Thorne is waiting to die."Zyros walked over and stood beside me. "We will save him." He whispered to my ears slowly and that sent some relief in me.He studied my face for a while and he could sense the doubt but all he did was smile. We stayed there for a while before the door creaked open and Flair walked in."You should both be sleepin

Zyros's POVI could not believe what I was hearing. "Are you certain?" Flair asked the messenger as she steadied her horse. "Yes, my lady," the warrior replied, wiping sweat from his face. "He arrived at the border two hours ago with five hundred soldiers. He says he will attack at sunset if you do not surrender the fugitives."I smirked when I heard that last word. Funny how an Alpha to be can turn into a fugitive in the space of a few weeks. "How long until sunset?" I asked.The warrior glanced at the sky. "Three hours. Maybe less."Selvara reached over and touched my arm. "Zyros, I am sorry.""It is not your fault," I said, though my voice sounded hollow even to my own ears. But part of me wondered if the moon goodness had not chosen her for me, would any of this have happened?Flair turned her horse around. "We ride back to Silvercrest, now."We rode hard and the horses were exhausted by the time we reached the border. Flair's fortress stood in the distance but between us and s

Selvara's POV Selvara, stop," Flair said. "You have done enough.""Not yet," I gasped. "Not until he is healed." I said as I pushed more power into him. The light grew so bright that everyone had to look away, and then everything went dark.I felt myself falling but I never hit the ground. Strong arms caught me."Selvara?" It was Zyros's voice and he sounded scared. "Selvara, wake up." I tried to open my eyes but they were too heavy."What did she do?" Zyros demanded."She saved you," Flair said quietly. "She gave you everything she had.""No," Zyros said. "No, Selvara, come back, please."I wanted to tell him I was fine and that I would be okay, but the darkness was pulling me down. When I opened my eyes, I was not on the battlefield anymore. I was standing in a forest made of silver light."Where am I?" I whispered."The spirit realm," a voice said. I turned and saw a woman standing behind me. She was beautiful with long silver hair and eyes that glowed like the moon. "Who are yo

Selvara's POV"This is not real," I said aloud while closing my eyes. "This is a memory.""Is it?" The Guardian's voice echoed around me. "Or is it the truth? You were helpless then, powerless. And deep down, you fear you still are."The scene shifted and now I was in the auction house, chained on that platform as men stared at me with greed and disgust."You are nothing," one of them sneered. "Just an object to be bought and sold.""No," I said. "I am more than that.""Are you?" another voice asked. This one I knew. It was my stepmother Queen Celine, she stood in the crowd looking at me with cold eyes."You were always weak and always in the way. I should have thrown you out years ago.""You are not real," I said. "None of this is real.""But the feelings are real," the Guardian said as she appeared beside me. The shame and the helplessness. The fear that you are not enough."Tears burned in my eyes. "Stop this.""Face the truth," the Guardian commanded. "You cannot pass this trial b