All Chapters of The last silver fang's Revenge : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The valley house felt different when we got back—like it was holding its breath, waiting for the next bad thing.I stood on the porch that first morning home, coffee in hand, watching the twins play in the yard. Aria chased Kai in pup form, laughing loud, silver-gold fur flashing in the sun. Normal kids. Safe kids.Nyx came up behind me, arms around my waist, her belly pressing into my back—the third pup kicking like it knew we were talking about it.“They look happy,” she said softly, her voice still rough from all the crying on the trip.I turned, pulled her close gently, kissed her forehead. “They are. We made it.”She looked up at me, gray eyes soft, tired, full of love built over years as mates.“Feels too good to be true. Like we’re waiting for the other shoe.”I nodded, throat tight. “Me too. But we earned this quiet.”Mom came out with fresh bread, the smell warm and comforting. She sat in the rocker, slow, eyes on her grandpups, smiling with proud tears shining faint.“Your d

The south felt like stepping into a furnace.The air was thick and hot, red dirt sticking to our boots. The sky stayed clear and blue, no clouds, yet a storm always felt close. I drove the lead truck—Aiden—hands sweating on the wheel, eyes on the road, my mind fixed on Aria in the back seat. Too quiet. Fear clung deep around my teen daughter.Sixteen now. Tall, strong, beautiful. Storm-gray eyes deep, the south calling her power, her rage, her madness.Nyx sat beside me in the passenger seat, her hand tight on my thigh, fear carved deep into a mother’s soul—always the danger of the far south.“She had bad dreams last night,” she whispered, tears in her eyes as hot wind rushed past the window.I nodded, throat tight, holding my mate’s hand.“The rage curse is pulling strong. The south clan—pure hate mixed. Destruction.”Kai, my twin brother, sat in the back with Mom, faint light glowing around his hands as he tried to calm Aria through the twin link, worry deep and strong.Mom—Liora, g

The valley night was clear, stars sharp like broken glass.I sat on the porch steps—Aiden—beer gone warm in my hand, listening to the wind picking up, slow. Too slow. Like it was waiting.Nyx came out, quiet, wrapped in my old jacket, face pale in the moonlight.“She’s in her room again. Staring at the wall. Won’t talk.”I set the beer down and pulled her into my lap. She fit there perfectly, like always, but her body trembled faintly.“Aria’s sixteen,” I said low. “Powers growing faster than she can hold.”Nyx buried her face in my neck, breath hot, scared.“I feel it in her. Rage building. Like something waiting to snap.”Inside, the twins’ room was lit. Aria sat on her bed, knees up, fists tight. Kai sat across from her, light glowing softly, trying to calm her, but his face was weary.I knocked softly and stepped in with Nyx.Aria looked up—gray eyes storming wild, black swirls faint but hungry.“Dad… Mom… I feel it coming. Can’t stop.”Nyx dropped beside her, holding tight, mothe

The valley wind turned sharp that afternoon, carrying a bite that didn’t belong in spring.I stood in the yard—Aiden—watching Aria practice again. Sixteen, her body tense like a wire about to snap, gray eyes locked on nothing, hands clenched at her sides.Nyx came up beside me quietly, her hand slipping into mine. Her grip was tight with fear.“She’s not breathing right,” she whispered, her voice shaking with deep motherly worry.I squeezed her hand. “I see it.”Aria’s chest rose and fell fast and shallow, like she was running in place. Sweat beaded on her forehead even in the cool air.Kai rushed out of the house, the twin sense hitting him hard.“Sis! Talk to me!”She didn’t answer. Her eyes began to swirl faster—gray fading into a hungry black.The wind picked up suddenly, vicious and wild. Leaves whirled into a small tornado in the yard.Thunder cracked across the sky as the clear day turned unnaturally dark.Lightning struck a tree nearby, splitting it with a loud crack and burni

The ruin chamber felt like walking into a mouth that wanted to swallow us whole.Black stone walls closed in tightly. The air was thick and cold, making it hard to breathe. The torches flickered weakly, as if they were afraid too.I walked in front—Aiden—holding Nyx’s hand tightly. Her other hand rested on Aria’s shoulder. Our daughter’s gray eyes swirled faintly like a storm, control still a hard battle inside her.Kai stood on Aria’s other side, his light glowing softly as he held her hand through their twin link.Thorne guided us from the front, his scarred face grim with old grief for the mate and child the shadow had taken from him. His torch barely lit the path.Sable stayed close to Ethan, their new mate bond strong as they moved together protectively.Our small family stepped deeper into the ruin where the artifact waited—the key to ending the shadow that fed on death and silence.The pedestal stood in the center of the chamber, cracked stone glowing faintly with a swirling bl