All Chapters of The Alpha King's Shadow: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

A chill ran down their spines even before their eyes registered the intrusion. This wasn't some gradual breakdown, a simple crack in the wall. No, this was an incision, a deliberate act. It was clean and precise, the work of someone or something that knew the Gate's precise vulnerabilities at this very moment, applying pressure to that exact spot.Selene's back straightened.A yank, sharp and insistent, pulled at her connection to the Gate. Not painful, not a warning, but a direction.West.Three heartbeats hammered in her chest before the outer defenses screamed their alarm.Lysera was already in motion; her voice, sharp and commanding, echoed down the hallway. Seal off Ring Two! Every sentinel, wake up! I need eyes on everything—stone, air, shadow—nothing moves without us seeing it!Aurek didn't need to be told twice. The instant Selene stumbled, he was gone. Gold light blazed beneath his skin, a wildfire barely contained."Don't fight it," he barked, his hand gripping her elbow, steadying

A chill ran down their spines even before their eyes registered the intrusion. This wasn't some gradual breakdown, a simple crack in the wall. No, this was an incision, a deliberate act. It was clean and precise, the work of someone or something that knew the Gate's precise vulnerabilities at this very moment, applying pressure to that exact spot.Selene's back straightened.A yank, sharp and insistent, pulled at her connection to the Gate. Not painful, not a warning, but a direction.West.Three heartbeats hammered in her chest before the outer defenses screamed their alarm.Lysera was already in motion; her voice, sharp and commanding, echoed down the hallway. Seal off Ring Two! Every sentinel, wake up! I need eyes on everything—stone, air, shadow—nothing moves without us seeing it!Aurek didn't need to be told twice. The instant Selene stumbled, he was gone. Gold light blazed beneath his skin, a wildfire barely contained. "Don't fight it," he barked, his hand gripping her elbow to steady

The Gate had one simple rule: silence was expected.That was its first mistake. Thinking it could control everything.The second those locks clicked shut, sealing the Chamber, the Lattice kind of shimmered, then settled, like a living thing finally finding its place. Calm. Serene. Satisfied. A low hum smoothed out, turning into a single, steady note that vibrated through the air. The Chamber seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, like everything was finally in its right place.Balance. Perfect balance achieved.I felt it seep into my bones, chilling me from the inside out. It was unpleasant. I felt it in my teeth.Then—A tiny shiver ran through everything. Barely there.I almost missed it, but I was watching closely.It wasn't a jolt. No explosion. Nothing big like that. It was a flicker.A hesitation.The hum stumbled. Just for a split second, like catching your breath when you're surprised.My head shot up. I was on high alert.Maelreth went rigid beside me. Lysera's hand instinctivel

The Gate didn't explode; it did something far stranger.It changed.Imagine a spiderweb, not breaking, but tightening, pulling in on itself. That’s what the Gate did. The glowing rings on the outside, once bright and wild, dimmed. All that light flowed inward, like water down a drain, until it formed a tight, spinning core. This core hung in the air above us, a swirling vortex of pure energy, like a tear in the fabric of reality itself.Then came the silence.But it wasn’t a normal silence. It felt heavy, like something was holding back the sound, pressing down on us.Aurek was the first to move. A snarl, more animal than human, twisted his face. The strange, golden energy he could control flared to life under his skin, making patterns like white-hot brands all over his arms. Without a second thought, he stepped in front of Selene, putting his body between her and whatever was about to happen."Everyone behind me," he ordered, his voice rough.Lysera, usually quick to argue, didn't. S

Selene does not fall. She is translated. The corridor pulls her apart into vectors: memory, intent, blood, fear. Each one stretches into luminous threads that buzz with quiet violence. There is no pain. That terrifies her. Pain would imply resistance. Instead, there is understanding. She lands standing, not on stone, but on structure. The space around her is a complex grid of planes intersecting at angles her eyes cannot follow. Light flows through it like rivers trapped in glass, branching, looping, converging. Symbols drift everywhere, not carved or written but computed. They rearrange the moment she tries to focus, as if responding to her gaze. This is not a room. It is a mind. The Gate’s core hums beneath her feet, a low vibration that matches her heartbeat disturbingly well. Each pulse sends a ripple through the lattice, adjusting parameters and recalculating. "Interface confirmed," a voice says. It is not sound; it is placement inserted directly into her thoughts. Selene stea