All Chapters of Kael's Chosen Girl: Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

My hair stood on end when I saw them. There was something about them that scared me, but also made me feel sad. They looked scary, but I could tell they were victims too, even though they had disfigured faces.Our family's been greedy for centuries, and the people caught in that web are suffering.They started climbing the stone stairs and chasing us nonstop. Their screams echoed in the underground chamber, ringing my ears."Run!" Simon shouted.Kaelith grabbed my hand and we ran up the altar stairs.Alaric was right behind us, swinging an iron bar every time a Wraith got close."Why do I always get the dangerous jobs?" he yelled.CRASH!One Wraith got hit and was sent flying."No one told you to be a hero!" I shot back."If I don't protect you guys, who will?"Even though the situation was scary, I could still hear Kaelith sighing gently next to me."You two really are siblings."I almost smiled. Almost, because just then something grabbed my ankle. The grip was strong and painful en

I was having a hard time breathing. My whole body froze as I stared at the woman who had just stepped out of that black coffin. As she got closer, I could see that she was me, but she had different eyes.From her face to her hair and even the shape of her lips, she looked exactly like me. It was like I was staring at my younger self.Kaelith looked at her with a face I'd never seen before. It left me wondering.The man stood frozen a few steps in front of me, his eyes wide, his breath held, and he looked completely speechless."Rose..."The name tumbled out of Kaelith's mouth like a whisper that had been hidden for centuries. I looked quickly at Kaelith, then back at the woman. She smiled sadly, and looked at Kaelith."I thought you had forgotten me," the woman said in a soft voice.Even though her voice sounded soft and calm, I could tell she was feeling sad, lonely, and longing for something.The red symbols all over the room were still glowing brightly, and the Wraiths that had bee

Vaelora's POV "...It’s been a long time, Vaelora." The man’s voice echoed softly, but every single word hit my chest like a sledgehammer. I froze. He knew me. And he didn't just know the *current* me. His gaze cut right through my flesh, staring straight at a soul that had lived hundreds of years ago. Instinct kicked in. Kaelith stepped right in front of me, using his body as a solid shield. "Don't look at her," Kaelith said, his voice dropping to absolute zero. The man in the black robe gave a faint, amused smile. "Still the same as always. Always putting yourself between her and the world." His cold eyes flicked over to Kaelith. I grabbed Kaelith’s arm, my fingers digging into his sleeve. "Kael... who is he?" Kaelith didn't answer right away. I could feel every muscle in his body lock up, completely ready for a fight-to-the-death. Meanwhile, Rose was glaring at the man with a hatred so pure it could kill. "Lucien..." The name tore from Rose’s lips, dripping with pure

"Vaelora, don't!" Kaelith’s voice was raw, laced with a desperation that cut me to the bone. From the corner of my eye, I watched his body get thrown back yet again as he slammed ruthlessly against the translucent red barrier trapping me. Lucien’s black chains kept binding his arms and legs, forcing him down onto the cold stone floor. Every single time he tried to stand, the chains clamped tighter, sending up plumes of black smoke that burned through his armor and sizzled against his skin. I sobbed, staring down at my shaking hands. The mark on my neck felt like a branding iron being shoved straight through my flesh. The pain was so white-hot it blurred my vision with tears. "Good... come closer, Vaelora..." the voice in my head whispered again, growing louder, celebrating every single inch of ground I gave up. "Take back what belongs to us." "Vael, get away from the altar!" Alaric yelled from somewhere in the chaos. I stole a quick glance over my shoulder. The back of the

The rumble of falling stone died down, replaced by a suffocating silence. The air grew thin, heavy with the stench of damp earth, thick dust, and the rancid bite of dark magic. The shield of darkness I’d cast seconds before the tomb collapsed was still holding, pulsing with a faint crimson glow, our only light inside this cramped stone pocket. "Cough... cough!" Simon’s coughing shattered the quiet. "Is everyone... still alive?" "I'm here," Alaric called out, his voice low and winded. I could hear the scraping of steel as he shoved a massive rock off his leg. "Simon, Rose... you guys okay?" "I made it," Simon whispered. "But Rose... she’s not responding. She’s just huddled up, hugging her knees." I tried to move, but something heavy was pinning my chest down. Not a stone, it was Kaelith’s body. He was still holding me close, as if he’d been completely ready to trade his own life just to make sure not a single piece of rubble touched my skin. "Kael..." I breathed. My hands, still