Semua Bab Protected by the Dark Alpha: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Meanwhile, in another dimension, far from the war that was about to break out on Earth, the gods watched their creations’ decisions with boredom. They all placed their bets as if it were a game, but only the great Luna Goddess was genuinely concerned about what might happen.“Sister, there’s no need to get upset,” said the god of Sleep. “The die has been cast, and fate is clear; it always follows its course to be fulfilled.”And that was precisely what the great Goddess of the Luna feared.Because in the game of life and power, there were secrets that would be revealed—secrets that surpassed fate itself. And if there was one thing the Great Goddess had learned, it was that you could not defy fate.“Don’t count your chickens before they hatch,” she said. “Our players are doing their part, but we have no idea what might actually happen. Often, fate plays at being so unpredictable that even we gods tremble.”The Luna Goddess's words caused a deep silence to fall over the pantheon. This t

ElijahI looked at Eloise for a second, then at Kael, and he understood my request.As they ran off, the square turned into an open wound.The screams of my people tore through the air with a violence that ripped me apart inside. Every fallen wolf, every wounded guardian, every child crying in their mother’s arms was a claw buried in my chest.Hall knew it, and worst of all, he relished it like no one else.He was so sadistic that he had no shame in gloating over it.He didn’t attack like a strategist.He attacked like a ravenous plague.His men advanced without fear of death, as if pain had been ripped from their bodies. Some even got back up after falling, held aloft by red threads that emerged from Hall’s hands and burrowed into the backs of their necks.Magic of death.Corrupted magic.Stolen magic.Grace shouted a spell, and a line of white fire cut several cultists in half as they advanced. The Elves of Light responded with arrows that did not look like arrows but rather pieces o

ElijahThe air split so violently that all the wolves present fell to their knees, even the Alphas who had weathered the battle without flinching. The vampires recoiled, their eyes ablaze. The sorceresses stopped murmuring spells, and for the first time since I’d known them, I saw genuine fear on Grace and Temra’s faces.The gloomy forest responded to Hall’s death like a wounded beast.Hall’s body still lay on the ground, blackened, broken, his face frozen in that expression of horror that I would have taken pleasure in contemplating if Eloise weren’t dying in my arms. Giselle lay nearby, her eyes open toward a sky she could no longer see. Hall’s men had been swept away by my shadows, by Emmett’s light, by the justice that the night allowed us to wrest from the blood.But Hall’s blood did not lie still.It began to move.First came small red threads oozing from his mouth, from his eyes, from the gaping wounds in his chest. Then those threads crawled across the square, gathering ashes,

EloiseI always thought dying would be like falling into a cold well, a silent place where voices faded one by one until there was nothing left, but it wasn’t like that.It was like being in a vast field under a huge moon.There was no pain, no fear, and no blood on my clothes.Then I remembered Giselle, the darkness entering my body, Emmett screaming, and Elijah falling to his knees.Hall.The battle.My baby.I brought my hands to my belly, and panic came rushing back.“No,” I said. “No, no, no…”A soft light shone beneath my fingers—my son was there, alive, small, and clinging to me.“My girl.”That voice startled me, and then the world stopped.I lifted my head slowly and saw her.My mother was a few steps away.Not like in the portraits, not like in the blurry memories of my childhood, not like the absence that had accompanied me my whole life. She was there, young, beautiful, with light hair falling over her shoulders and eyes full of the love I had always imagined for myself.“

EloiseReturning to Steel Fangs was like stepping into a memory that someone had set on fire and then tried to piece back together with trembling hands.It took three weeks before Temra, Grace, and Larys accepted that I could travel without everyone around me freaking out. Elijah had followed the doctor’s orders with a strictness that bordered on the dictatorial. He made me drink concoctions, take naps, eat at exact times, and avoid long meetings.I put up with it because nearly dying had consequences.Also because, every time I tried to argue, Elijah would look at me with those gray eyes that still seemed surprised to see me breathing, and my resolve would crumble like a tower of wet cards.It wasn’t easy for him to recover either.Without his shadows, Elijah had to learn to move within himself again. Not physically, because his body was still strong, his aura still commanded