جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 90

POV: DelphThe war chamber of Bloodstone Fortress had never felt this small.Not because the walls had changed, but because the weight inside them had.Stone pillars carved with ancient Alpha runes circled the room, each one once symbolizing unity. Now they felt like witnesses. Silent observers of something breaking apart in real time.A long table dominated the center of the chamber. Around it sat the pack leaders, wolves from different regions of Bloodstone’s influence, each carrying their own scars, loyalties, and fears. The air was thick with tension, sharpened by unspoken disagreement.And I stood at the head of it all.Delph.Alpha by title.Leader by necessity.Human only in appearance.The truth was simple, even if no one wanted to say it aloud:We were losing control of the world outside these walls.I placed the last report on the table.It slid across polished stone with a quiet sound that somehow felt too loud.Three more sightings confirmed.Not near the Gate.Not even cl

POV: AfnanThe forest near the Gate had stopped feeling like a forest.It still had trees. Still had wind threading through branches. Still had the distant hum of life trying to pretend everything was normal.But nothing about it was normal anymore.Not after everything.Not after the Mirror realm began bleeding into the world like a wound that refused to close.Our camp sat between fractured lines of reality, safe in theory, unstable in practice. The firepit at the center burned with steady light, but even that glow felt fragile now, like it could be swallowed at any moment by something unseen.And the twins…The twins were changing.I noticed it first in the silence.They weren’t playing like they used to.They weren’t laughing as freely.Instead, they sat closer to each other now, often mirroring each other’s movements without meaning to. When one shifted, the other followed half a second later. When one looked up, the other did too, always slightly delayed, like an echo learning h

POV: CorinThe first crack wasn’t dramatic.No explosion.No warning roar.Just a thin, hairline fracture running through the stone floor of Bloodstone’s central corridor, so faint most would have missed it if they weren’t already looking for signs of collapse.I saw it because I was already expecting something to go wrong.That was the difference between leadership and survival now.Expectation.Not reaction.I stopped walking immediately.The corridor behind me was busy, wolves moving supplies, shifting wounded, reinforcing weakened sections of the fortress after the Red Tide engagement. The air smelled of dust, sweat, and burned stone.Everything still looked like Bloodstone.But it didn’t feel like it anymore.I crouched slowly and placed my hand near the crack.The stone vibrated.Not from impact.From something deeper.Like the structure itself was struggling to remain consistent.I exhaled slowly.“Corin?”A scout stepped closer, noticing my pause.I didn’t look up.“Report any

POV: AfnanIt started as a whisper.Not a sound I heard with my ears, but something deeper. A pressure beneath thought, like the world itself was trying to get my attention without using language.At first, I thought it was exhaustion.We had been moving too fast. Thinking too much. Losing too many certainties too quickly.But then it happened again.Stronger this time.A pull.Not outward.Inward.I sat up slowly from where I had been resting near the fire’s edge.The camp was quieter than usual. Wolves moved in slower rhythms now, like everyone was conserving something they couldn’t name. Even the fire felt subdued, its light flickering in uneven patterns.Delph was somewhere nearby, speaking with scouts. Corin’s situation at Bloodstone had already reached us through fractured reports, nothing stable, nothing complete, just enough to tighten every nerve in my body.And the twins…The twins were unusually still.Too still.Lyra sat beside Kai near a fallen log, both of them watching

POV: AfnanThe ground changed before the sound came.That was how I knew it wasn’t just another disturbance.The forest near the Gate didn’t shake like normal terrain. It shifted, like reality itself was trying to adjust its posture and failing halfway through.The air tightened.Then bent.Then snapped.A pulse rolled outward from the direction of the Gate, silent, invisible, but deeply physical in the way it pressed against my chest.I staggered back a step before I even realized I was moving.“Afnan.”Delph’s voice reached me immediately.Close.Always close.He was already moving toward me.But I raised my hand slightly.Not to stop him.To steady myself.“I’m fine,” I said quickly.It wasn’t fully a lie.But it wasn’t fully true either.The surge hit again.Harder.This time the forest didn’t just react, it warped.Trees leaned unnaturally inward, as if pulled by something beneath the ground. Leaves trembled without wind. The shadows beneath them stretched longer than they should