All Chapters of His False Mate, Her True Rise: Chapter 51 - Chapter 55

Elena woke up in her bed feeling lighter than she had in a long time. Her body felt strangely relaxed, as if an invisible weight she had carried for years had suddenly disappeared. Even her senses were different. She could hear the birds outside more clearly, smell the fresh morning air drifting in through the window, and every color in her room seemed just a little sharper.She slowly sat up, rolling her shoulders. For the first time in what felt like forever, she felt comfortable in her own skin.She should have been happy.Instead, she felt... numb.Pushing the thought aside, Elena made her way to the bathroom. She grabbed her toothbrush and absentmindedly began brushing her teeth, her eyes drifting to the mirror.She froze.The streak of white in her black hair had spread again, weaving through the dark strands far more noticeably than before. Even her eyes looked different. They had lost some of their warmth, becoming strangely dim, almost opaque.Her toothbrush slipped from

Rowan sat alone on a wooden bench, his elbows resting on his knees. It had been a day since Stylus visited him, yet he still hadn't found the courage to tell anyone he was leaving. The academy buzzed with excitement over the upcoming festival, and he couldn't bring himself to ruin it.A twig snapped behind him.Rowan didn't bother turning around."Come out."The figure stepped out from behind the trees and casually took the empty seat beside him. Neither of them spoke for a while, the silence between them strangely comfortable, as though they had shared it countless times before."What do you want?" Rowan finally asked.The figure smiled, tilting their face toward the afternoon sun."Nothing, really. I just find it amusing watching you battle with your own mind."Rowan finally looked at them."You did this, didn't you?"The figure shrugged."I haven't done anything. You, on the other hand..."Rowan looked away, letting out a quiet sigh."I wasn't going to involve myself in your mis

Rowan turned at the sound of footsteps and found Elena looking at him with a puzzled expression."What happened?" she asked, glancing in the direction Phoebe had disappeared. "The Saintess-to-be looked... angry."Elena hadn't heard enough to understand what they had been talking about. She only knew something had happened, and somehow Rowan had been at the center of it.Rowan held her gaze for a moment, and a dull ache settled in his chest. Kael had been angry. Phoebe had been disappointed. He had expected both reactions. But Elena... how was he supposed to tell her that he was choosing to walk away from all of them?A small smile found its way onto his lips."Nothing," he said simply before turning to leave."Are you going somewhere?"Her voice made him stop.Rowan stood there with his back to her, his fingers tightening ever so slightly around the wooden practice sword in his hand."Senior Rowan..." Elena said softly. "I didn't hear everything, but... if something's wrong, mayb