Todos os capítulos de They Both Wanted Me: Capítulo 121 - Capítulo 130

The days after the council meeting were strange, suspended in a kind of limbo that felt both precious and terrifying. Aurora woke each morning to the same golden light filtering through her window, the same sounds of the city waking around her, the same rhythm of life that had been playing since she was a child. But everything felt different now—charged, weighted, as if the world was holding its breath before a storm.The barrier held, steady and strong, its light a constant reminder of what she had sacrificed and what she had saved. The visions still came, flickering at the edges of her consciousness like candle flames in the wind, but she was learning to control them, to push them away when they became too much.She spent her days training with Rylan and Theron, pushing her body to its limits, honing her light into a weapon she could wield without hesitation. The three of them moved together like a single unit now, their movements synchronized, their instincts aligned. They had lear

The ancient ones hit the first line like a wave of darkness, their forms shifting and unstable, their hunger palpable in the way they tore through the defenders with a savagery that bordered on madness. Aurora watched from the ridge, her light blazing, her heart pounding as wolves and vampires and hybrids fell around her, their screams echoing off the frozen mountains like a chorus of despair.The mountain pass had become a slaughterhouse, its narrow confines turning the battle into a meat grinder that consumed lives by the dozen. The snow beneath the fighters' feet had turned to slush, then to mud, then to something darker—something that looked like blood and earth and sorrow mixed together."Hold the line!" Kael's voice roared across the battlefield, his wolf form massive and terrible as he tore through the enemy ranks. His golden fur was streaked with red—some his own, most belonging to enemies who had learned too late what it meant to challenge an alpha protecting his pack. "Don't

One year passed after the battle.The city had healed, slowly but surely, the scars of war fading beneath new growth and new construction. The great hall had been rebuilt, larger than before, its walls lined with the names of those who had fallen in the battle of the pass. The gardens had been replanted, their flowers blooming in colors that seemed almost too bright for the memories they honored—but perhaps that was the point. Life continued. Beauty endured. Hope refused to die.The barrier glowed steady and strong, its light a constant reminder of what had been sacrificed and what had been saved. Aurora visited it often, standing at its edge, feeling the pulse of the ancient magic that now flowed through her veins. She was part of it now, and it was part of her. The wound she had sealed had changed her, transformed her, made her something more than she had been before.Rylan stood beside her, his brown eyes soft, his hand warm in hers. Theron stood on her other side, his silver eyes

The pack waited in silence.Kael stood at the edge of the settlement, his small hands gripping the rough wooden fence that marked the boundary between safety and wilderness. Hours had passed since his father rode out to meet the raiders. The sun had climbed to its peak and begun its slow descent toward the mountains, and still there was no sign of Aldric or his warriors. Some of the pack had gathered behind Kael, their faces tight with worry, but none of them voiced the fear that Kael could feel pressing against his chest like a physical weight.His mother stood beside him, her hand resting lightly on his shoulder. Selene had said nothing since the warriors departed, her storm-gray eyes fixed on the horizon as if she could will Aldric's safe return through sheer force of will. Kael had seen his mother perform miracles—healing wounds that should have been fatal, calling down moonlight to guide lost wolves home, reading the future in patterns that made no sense to anyone but her. But he

The nightmares started three nights after the hunt.Kael would wake in the darkness, his heart racing, his sheets soaked with sweat, the image of golden eyes still burning behind his closed lids. He saw the hybrid woman every time he closed his eyes—sitting at that small table, surrounded by books, so impossibly alone. Sometimes she was crying. Sometimes she was staring out the window, watching the rain streak down the glass. Sometimes she was looking directly at him, as if she could see through whatever barrier separated dreams from waking.Selene noticed the shadows under his eyes, the way he flinched at sudden sounds, his reluctance to talk about what was troubling him."You've been having the dreams again," she said one morning, as they sat together outside the cabin."How do you know?""Because I'm your mother. And because I had the same dreams, when I was your age." Selene stared out at the forest, her storm-gray eyes distant. "The moon speaks to us in different ways. Visions. D