FORBIDDEN FATE: MY PROFESSORS' MATE의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

Aliyah's POV The forest was too quiet. After the roar of the Siphon energy, the silence that followed felt like it was pressing against my eardrums. I stood in the center of the clearing, my chest heaving, staring at the two men who claimed to love me while they held a death sentence disguised as a "solution.""A blank slate," I repeated, my voice trembling. I looked at Tyler, whose face was wet with tears, then at Skylar, who stood like a pillar of cold stone. "You want to turn me into a blank slate. You want to kill Aliyah to save the Zeen.""Aliyah, it’s not death," Tyler pleaded, taking a shaky step toward me. He reached out a hand, then pulled it back as if afraid I might strike him again. "It’s a reset. You’ll be healthy. You’ll be whole. You won’t feel that... that horrible void eating you from the inside out.""I *am* the void, Tyler!" I screamed, and the purple mist around my fingers flared. "You heard what the scroll said. The Siphon doesn't go away. It just gets buried. Yo

Aliyah's POV The first thing I realized was that I existed.It sounds like a simple thing, but it felt monumental. I was a point of consciousness in a vast, white sea. There was no weight to my body, no scent in the air, and no sound in my ears. I was just a flicker of light in a quiet room.Then, slowly, the senses began to leak back in.Heavy. My limbs felt like they were made of lead, pinned down by a gravity that seemed too strong for my bones.Cold. A sharp, clinical chill was biting at my skin, starting at my fingertips and moving up my arms.Noise. A steady, rhythmic 'thump-thump, thump-thump'. It was a heartbeat. My own? No, it was too slow. It was nearby.I forced my eyelids to move. They felt glued shut, heavy with a sleep that didn't want to let go. I groaned, the sound vibrating in my chest, and the noise felt foreign to me. I didn't recognize the pitch of my own voice."Aliyah?"The word was a sound, nothing more. It didn't mean anything. I didn't know if it was a name,

Aliyah's POV I stretched my arms over my head, the silk sheets sliding against my bare skin. My body felt heavy, but in a good way, like my muscles had finally remembered how to relax. I looked over at Tyler. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back to me, his broad shoulders tensed. I knew why. We had just spent a night that could only be described as mind blowing. To me, it was just... right."You're brooding again," I said, my voice was husky. I leaned forward and poked his shoulder blade. "It’s too early for the 'Grumpy' face."Tyler turned, his emerald eyes wide with confusion. "Aliyah? You’re... okay?"He was implying if I was sore.Well, I was sore as fuck, considering how hard we went last night."I'm hungry," I said, hopping out of bed and grabbing one of his oversized t-shirts. I pulled it over my head, the fabric smelling of cedar and him. "And you still have that ridiculous bun. Honestly, Tyler, you need to do something about the hair."He blinked, his mouth sligh

Aliyah's POV The bell above the door gave a final, sharp chime as Dahlia and her followers stepped out into the afternoon light. The silence she left behind was heavy, like a thick blanket that made it hard to draw a full breath. I stared at the door for a long time, my chin still stinging where her sharp nails had dug into my skin."Aliyah? Honey, look at me."I felt Kelly’s hand on my arm. She was shaking. I turned my head slowly, my eyes wide and my chest feeling like it was being squeezed by a giant fist."What is a Zeen wolf?" I asked again. My voice sounded small, like it belonged to a child. "And why did she say I was part of a sacrifice?"Becca reached across the table, her face pale. She pushed my cooling coffee toward me. "She’s just crazy, Aliyah. Dahlia has always been... dramatic. She hates you because you’re beautiful and because the professors actually pay attention to you. She’s just trying to scare you.""She didn't look like she was just trying to scare me," I whisp

Aliyah's POV The coffee shop had been a disaster, a whirlwind of faces I didn't know and threats I couldn't understand. But Tyler’s apartment? Tyler’s apartment was a sanctuary. After a day of waffles, soft music, and a bath that felt like being wrapped in liquid silk, the world outside Silver Haven felt like a distant, fading dream.I lay in his bed, the sheets smelling of him, cedar and rain. My head was tucked into the hollow of his shoulder, and his heartbeat was a steady, rhythmic drum against my ear."Tyler?" I whispered, my voice thick with sleep."Yeah, baby?" He tightened his arm around me, his hand stroking my hair."Promise me tomorrow will be just like today."He didn't answer right away. He kissed the top of my head, a long, lingering press of his lips. "I’ll do everything in my power to keep you safe, Aliyah. Always."I fell asleep to the sound of his breathing, feeling more loved than I ever thought possible for a girl with no past.---The next morning, the sanctuary