All Chapters of Beyond Redemption: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Kora’s POVThe Vale burned.The world that had glowed with silver light now screamed with black fire. Trees cracked like bones, rivers hissed into steam, and the sweet scent of the forest turned to smoke and blood. I couldn’t hear anything but the roar of power in my own ears — the pounding rhythm of fire and frost, both fighting to be freed.Aaron stood in the center of the chaos, his blade drawn, the flames bending toward him like he was their master. He was the same man who had once sworn to protect me, and yet there was nothing human left in his eyes. The Council had hollowed him out and filled the emptiness with darkness.“Do you even know what you are, Kora?” he called across the flames. “Do you think that thing inside you makes you better than us?”I met his gaze, my chest heaving. “No,” I said quietly. “It makes me dangerous.”He smiled — a cruel, knowing twist. “Then let’s see just how dangerous.”Before I could breathe, he vanished. One blink, and he was behind me. His blade

Kora’s POVBy dawn, the air itself seemed to shiver with tension. Every gust of wind carried whispers of what was coming. The Vale—scarred, burned, but still standing—waited.I stood on a ridge overlooking what used to be the eastern meadow. It was nothing but ash now, the grass gone, replaced by uneven earth and the faint shimmer of magic residue. Edward stood beside me, silent, his expression unreadable.“They’ll be here by nightfall,” Seraphine said behind us, her voice sharp as steel. “The scouts say their banners stretch across the horizon. Five divisions, led by Council Enforcers.”“Five?” I turned toward her. “We can’t fight that many.”“We won’t fight all of them,” she replied. “We only need to destroy their heart—their lead commander. If we cut him down, the rest will scatter. They depend on control. Take that away, and their power falls apart.”Edward crossed his arms, eyes narrowing. “And who’s leading them?”Seraphine’s lips pressed into a grim line. “The High Enforcer him

Kora’s POVThe journey north began under a red dawn. The air smelled of ash and frost, the wind sharp enough to bite through fur and armor alike. Behind us, the Vale still smoldered — a silent monument to what we’d lost and what we’d chosen to become.We moved in a long, winding line: wolves padding silently beside wagons, mages cloaked in smoke and exhaustion, humans pushing carts full of salvaged weapons and herbs. What was left of our world followed us, one trembling step at a time.Edward rode ahead, his black coat fluttering behind him, his presence steady as the morning star. Even weakened, his power radiated — calm but unyielding. Every so often, he would glance back, his eyes finding mine, and I could feel his thoughts through the bond.Keep moving. Don’t stop. We’re almost free.Almost.But freedom wasn’t something easily earned — not for us, not anymore.The northern path twisted through broken hills and pale grasslands. The further we went, the colder it grew. Frost began t

Kora’s POVThe next few days passed like walking through a dream made of smoke and heat. The Ember Plains no longer felt like they wanted to devour us; instead, they watched. Every gust of wind that passed carried warmth instead of danger, every flicker of flame seemed to lean toward me, as though recognizing its kin.But the deeper we went, the more uneasy everyone grew.The others could feel it, even if they couldn’t explain it. The ground trembled every few hours, soft at first, then harder, as though something beneath the surface was stirring. The heat shimmered strangely, forming shapes that vanished when anyone looked too closely.And then there were the whispers.At first, I thought they were part of the wind, faint and harmless. But by the third night, I could make out words.You are the spark. You are the undoing.I tried to ignore them. I trained, I hunted, I laughed when Edward teased me about glowing like a lantern. But in the quiet hours before dawn, when everyone else wa

Kora’s POVThe sun had barely lifted above the horizon when the world began to change.The fire in my veins no longer burned wildly—it hummed, quiet and deep, like the purr of a creature half asleep but never at peace.Every step I took left behind a faint trace of gold light that faded into the soil. It frightened me at first, but Seraphine said it was temporary—a side effect of merging with a primordial source. I wasn’t sure I believed her, but I nodded anyway.We were still standing at the edge of the Ember Plains, the ground beneath us warm and cracked. The air smelled of ash and morning dew. Edward hadn’t left my side since we escaped the cavern. His hand brushed mine every few minutes, as if to make sure I was still real.“Your heartbeat’s strange,” he murmured quietly.I tilted my head. “How strange?”He frowned. “It’s… two rhythms now. Yours—and something else. It’s in sync with you, but not entirely human.”I sighed. “Guess that makes me officially unnatural.”He squeezed my