All Chapters of The Obsidian Covenant #1: The Rejected Mate's Ruin: Chapter 131 - Chapter 137

POV: ViggoSkin was softer than shadow. And much warmer.A moment ago, she had been a mountain of translucent darkness that could eat stone. Now, she was a girl curled on a cold metal grate, shivering.My heart hammered against my ribs—violent, erratic, too fast. Each beat was a fist pounding against bone. I moved before my mind registered the shift, my thigh muscles locking up and then exploding into motion."Neoma!"I dropped to my knees. The impact resonated through the floorboards—dull, heavy, final. I felt it in my feet as I slid the last foot across the grating. The metal bit into my knees, but I didn't feel the bite. I only felt the heat coming off her.She was naked. The nanoweave suit was gone, disintegrated by the energy of the transformation.Her skin was slick with a strange, viscous fluid that looked like liquid mercury. It coated her limbs, sliding off her in slow, heavy droplets. The residue didn't evaporate. It felt heavy on my hands—thick and oily, clinging to my palm

POV: GullerThe pull behind my navel intensified until it was a physical tugging on my intestines. The bond didn't feel like a thread anymore. It felt like a solid iron rod, vibrating with a frequency that rattled my molars.I sat across from Neoma in the makeshift quarters—a tiled maintenance room. The air was thick. It smelled of wet rust and damp earth. But beneath the decay, a sharp, chemical scent bit into my nostrils. Ozone. The smell of air molecules being torn apart by heat.Neoma was vibrating.She sat on a plastic crate, her hands gripping the edges so hard the material groaned and buckled under her palms. The silver light under her skin wasn't a glow; it was a rhythmic, staccato pulse of pressure.Her breath came in short, jagged gasps. Her chest was tight, muscles locking up as she struggled to pull in oxygen. She wasn't sick. She was over-pressurized. Her skin was a translucent map of silver veins that throbbed with a terrifying, mechanical energy."It's too much," she wh

POV: WolfyPeace lasted exactly twelve hours.It was a statistical anomaly. I had calculated a response time of six hours based on the magnitude of the energy spike and the paranoia rating of Lugal Nergal. We had been gifted double that.I sat in the makeshift comms room. It was a ticket booth at the entrance of the station. Servers were stacked in the corners, humming with a low vibration that traveled through the floor and into my shins. Tangled wires hung from the ceiling.The air tasted of ozone and burnt coffee. It triggered a reflexive constriction in my throat. The electric scent of the Resonance still clung to my skin, making my pores prickle.My muscles locked. Tension settled in the small of my back, a dull ache that radiated down my legs. I felt the physical exhaustion in my joints. The Claiming had been a violent expenditure of energy. But my mind was processing at maximum capacity.A sharp metallic pulse erupted from the console—rhythmic, relentless. The vibration travele