Semua Bab The Rejected Luna's Twin Alphas : Bab 31 - Bab 36

The separation from Killian felt like a physical limb being torn away from my body, a raw ache that pulsed with every step I took into the unknown. But in the emerald shadows of the Forbidden Forest, there was no room for the luxury of grief. The Ancients, those silent and moss-covered guardians of the deep woods, led us deeper into the primordial heart of the Forest. We moved through suffocating tunnels of silver-tipped briars that seemed to watch us pass, and crossed ancient bridges fashioned from living, calcified bone that hummed with a low, rhythmic power beneath our paws.​Finally, the suffocating canopy of ancient trees broke away, revealing the breathtaking expanse of the Valley of Whispers.​It was a hidden, prehistoric paradise with a massive bowl carved into the earth, protected on all sides by jagged, towering cliffs and a permanent, shimmering curtain of enchanted mist. In the absolute center of the valley lay a lake of liquid silver water that mirrored the swirling cosmo

The Valley of Whispers had been transformed from a sanctuary into a frantic war room. While the pack healers worked tirelessly on the broken body of Dr. Aris Thorne, I sat with the flickering data drive in the absolute center of the ancient, moss-covered amphitheater. Kael and the high elders watched in a heavy, respectful silence as I began to channel my magic, attempting to bridge the impossible gap between the cold human technology and the Forest’s ancient, latent energy. ​I did not need a computer terminal or a glowing screen to read the data. I had something far more powerful. I had the boys. ​"Leo, Liam," I called softly, my voice echoing against the white stone pillars. "I need you to look at the light. Focus your energy on the drive and show us what is hidden inside." ​The twins sat on either side of the device, their small frames casting long shadows against the stone. They did not need complex instructions. They reached out in perfect unison, their small hands hovering ju

The air around the Gate of Thorns exploded into a chaotic, violent symphony of ancient magic and cutting-edge human technology. Kael and the strike team lunged from the deep shadows of the treeline, hitting the Aegis perimeter with a raw savagery that took the soldiers completely by surprise. The silver-pulse rifles fired in rapid succession, blue bolts of lethal energy tearing through the ancient trees and lighting up the night with artificial fire. But the Ancients moved through the high canopy like ghosts, dropping from the heights to tear the high-tech weapons from the soldiers’ trembling hands before they could even re-aim.​I did not join the physical melee. I walked with a grim, steady purpose straight toward the mobile command center, the twins acting as my metaphysical anchors. Every time an Aegis soldier tried to level a weapon at us, I channeled a wave of absolute zero through the frozen ground, instantly locking their tactical boots to the earth in a jagged casing of ice.