All Chapters of The Alpha’s Genius Dud: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The SUV roared down the deserted highway, its headlights cutting through the thick mountain mist. Behind them, the city was a chaotic blur of smoke and strange, flashing lights. The “Awakening” was spreading like a wildfire, but inside the car, it was deathly silent.Killian gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white. His eyes kept darting to the rearview mirror, checking the backseat where Faith lay with her head in her mother’s lap.Faith’s breathing was very shallow. Every few miles, she would gasp, her body jerking as if she were having a nightmare she couldn't wake up from. The black veins from the Void Blade had reached her collarbone. In the dim light of the cabin, they looked like ink spreading through water.“We need to stop soon,” Sarah whispered. Her voice was thin, exhausted. “I need to clean the wound again. The shadow is eating through the bandages.”“We can’t stop until we hit the tree line,” Killian said, his voice a low growl. The Kin

The SUV grunted as it climbed the final, bumpy ridge. The silver light from Faith’s burst was gone, replaced by a heavy, suffocating silence. The side windows were rough teeth of broken glass, letting the biting mountain wind howl through the cabin.“Faith? Faith, talk to me,” Killian pleaded. He reached over the seat, his fingers brushing her shoulder. “Killian,” Faith said, her voice very faint. It's okay… It's okay if I don’t make it, I….am happy you are here with me right now, you.... Sacrificed, Everything you are and everything you have for me. I was never that important to anyone. She let out a weak sob, and that is enough for me. So it is okay, No! Faith it's not okay, nothing is okay if you don't make it, I am not okay without you please hang in there, please. Killian whispered. He was almost crying! The Alpha almost could not hold back his tears for his ‘little bird’ She slumped against the door, her breathing so faint he could barely see the mist of her breath in the freezi

Killian didn’t move. He just couldn’t. The crowbar he had used to fight the drones lay in the snow, a twisted piece of useless metal. His chest was thrusting up, his lungs burning from the thin mountain air. He wanted to reach out to her. He wanted to grab her shoulders and pull her into his arms to make sure she was really okay.But the girl standing in the mouth of the cave right now, didn't look like she needed a hug. She looked like she could level the entire mountain with a thought.“Faith?” Killian’s voice was raspy. It was the first time he had ever felt small in front of someone.Faith didn't blink. Her black eyes remained fixed on the horizon, toward the city where the King’s palace sat like a golden crown. The blue sparks between her fingers grew brighter, humming with a sound like a swarm of angry bees.“The King is coming,” she said. Her voice didn't sound like her own. It was deeper, echoing against the stone walls of the cave. “He thinks he can own the Source. He thinks

The King stood on the marble stairs of the palace, looking down at Faith with greedy eyes. He didn’t look like a father or a leader. He looked like a hunter who had finally trapped a prize.“My Catalyst,” the King whispered. His voice was cold and smooth. You have no idea how long I have waited for this moment. The power you are holding….it doesn't belong to a girl like you. It belongs to a King.Faith didn't back down. The silver markings on her skin flared with a bright, angry blue light. “I am not a prize,” she said. Her voice shook the windows of the palace. “And I am definitely not yours.”Kill the men! the King roared, pointing at Killian and Leo. But bring me the girl alive! I need her heart beating to take the Source!A dozen Alphas in black armor charged forward. They weren't normal wolves. Their eyes were a sick, glowing red, and their claws were tipped with green poison. Killian didn't wait. He met the first guard with a roar, his fist smashing through a helmet with the str

The North was silent, but it wasn't a peaceful silence. It was the kind of quiet that made you listen for every snapping twig. The kind of silence that makes you relieved but still has you on guard.Faith sat by the window in Killian’s room. She was wearing one of his large black sweaters. It smelled like him, She looked at her pale hands. The silver markings were faint, almost invisible now. She tried to spark a bit of lightning, but nothing happened. Her fingers just felt cold.The door creaked open. Killian walked in, carrying a tray with a bowl of hot soup and a glass of water. He had removed his suit jacket, and his white shirt was unbuttoned at the top. He looked tired, but when his gold eyes met hers, they softened instantly.“You know you should be in bed,” he said. It wasn't a scold, it was a plea.I’m tired of lying down, Killian, Faith said. Her voice was stronger today, but it still lacked the “Goddess” ring it had at the palace. I feel like a bird with no wings. Every tim