Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Last Hunt: the broken omega : Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 98

ZARA’S POVThe academy didn’t glitch all at once.It stuttered.Like reality itself was hesitating, unsure whether to keep pretending or finally tell the truth.Kai and I stepped into the east corridor just as the lights dimmed to that familiar low glow, the kind that usually signalled curfew or surveillance escalation. Only this time, the hum beneath the floor didn’t stabilize. It fractured. The sound bent, warped, split into overlapping echoes that made my teeth ache.And then Dr. Voss walked straight through us.Not past us. Through.Her shoulder cut through my chest like mist, cold, and electric, leaving a hollow pressure behind that stole my breath for half a second. She didn’t flinch. Didn’t slow. Her heels clicked against the floor, precise and sharp, as if she hadn’t just phased through two very real bodies.I twisted around, heart hammering.“Kai… tell me you saw that.”“I did,” he said, voice tight. “Please tell me you felt it too.”“I felt… empty.” I pressed a hand to my s

ZARA’S POVThe silver city stretched before us like a nightmare made real. Streets burned in slow-motion waves of violet and silver flame, the light reflecting off the buildings in impossible angles. Smoke rose like serpents, curling toward a sky painted with moons, dozens of them, each pale and cruel. I tightened my grip on Kai’s hand, feeling his pulse steady beneath my palm, but the bond thrummed with an urgency that made the hairs on my arms stand on end.“Kai…” I whispered, voice tight. “Where are we?”He didn’t answer immediately. His eyes scanned the horizon, calculating, measuring, remembering. “This isn’t anywhere in our timeline,” he said finally. “It’s… a projection. A simulation of everything that could go wrong.”I shivered. The wind carried a smell I couldn’t place, iron, ash, and something metallic, almost alive. My Devourer stirred, coiling within me like a spring, wanting to consume the chaos before us, to feed on it, to obliterate it.“No,” Kai said sharply, readi

KAI’S POVThe Moon Goddess was afraid.That realization hit me harder than the shadow rising from beneath the fractured city.Zara’s fingers were still tangled in my shirt, her power flaring wild and brilliant after what she had just done. She hadn’t consumed. She had given. She had rewritten the instinct that was supposed to define her.And something ancient had noticed.The shadow towered over us, stretching beyond the burning skyline, its shape unstable, as if it couldn’t decide what form it wanted. Wolf. Void. Starless sky.Its eyes burned like collapsing suns.“You broke the containment,” it said, voice vibrating through bone and memory. “You were never meant to give.”Zara stepped forward before I could stop her.“I’m not meant for anything,” she snapped. “I choose.”The bond surged between us, bright and almost painful. I felt her heart racing, but not from fear.From conviction.The white wolf, no longer pretending to be human, lowered his head slightly.“This entity,” he sai

KAI’S POVThe portal wasn’t expanding. It was unfolding.Like something on the other side had decided our reality was too small and was gently peeling it open.The eye remained fixed on us.Not blinking. Not wavering.Watching.The hunters had stopped fighting. That alone told me everything I needed to know. These were beings who stepped into fractured timelines without hesitation. Who pruned realities like gardeners trimming branches.And they were stepping back.Zara’s fingers tightened around mine.“Tell me that thing can’t come through,” she whispered.I didn’t lie to her.“I don’t think it needs to.”The eye wasn’t trying to squeeze into our dimension.It was assessing whether we were worth stepping out for.The Moon Goddess shifted back into his human form, white hair falling over his shoulders, silver eyes sharp with something I had never seen in him before.Fear.“That is the Architect.” He said quietly.The elegant hunter’s voice was tight now, stripped of her earlier composur