Alle Kapitel von Ruined by my Bully Stepbrother: Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

  Theodora's POV The bank in Brooklyn looked nothing like I expected. Small. Ordinary. Sandwiched between a coffee shop and a dry cleaner on a street I must have walked down a hundred times. Vincent's coordinates led us here and the safe deposit box key Elder Moira gave me felt heavy in my palm. My father had hidden something in this place. Something meant for me. Nate stood close. His hand on my lower back. Steady. Marcus and Jake flanked us like bodyguards. The Council insisted on the security. Said we could not be too careful with everything happening. But having them here made me feel safer. Less alone. The bank manager led us to a private room. White walls. One metal table. She brought the box and set it down with a soft thud. Then she left. Closed the door behind her. The four of us stared at the dented metal container like it might explode. "You okay?" Nate's voice wa

  Nate's POV Celeste looked different outside the hospital. Colder. More dangerous. She sat behind a massive desk in the Council building and her expression gave nothing away. I stood beside Dora. Protective. Ready. Marcus and Jake flanked the door. We were not taking chances. "You knew my father." Dora's voice cut through the silence. Sharp. Accusing. "You owned the antique shop where he met my mother. You never said anything." Celeste's face remained calm. Unbothered. She leaned back in her chair. Fingers steepled.  "I was waiting for the right time." "The right time?" Dora stepped forward. Fury radiating off her. "My father is dead. Richard almost killed me. When exactly was the right time?" "When you were ready to hear it." Celeste stood. Moved around the desk. She was tall. Elegant. Ageless in a way that made my skin crawl.

Nate's POVDawn came wrong.The sky split open like torn paper and darkness bled through. I stood at the front lines watching reality break apart and felt my wolf howl in terror. This was not natural. Not right. The Void crawled through the rift like a living wound and looking at it made my chest tighten and my eyes water. It was not a creature. It was the absence of everything. Light died where it touched. Sound vanished. Hope crumbled.Through our bond, I felt Dora's fear spike sharply and hot. She stood ahead of our forces holding the Moonstone and its glow was the only thing keeping that hungry darkness from swallowing us whole. She looked small. Breakable. But I knew the truth. Knew the fire that burned inside her and the strength she hid behind soft eyes."Positions!" Celeste's voice cracked like a whip. "Protect the Silver Wolf. She reaches that core or we all die here."Our army spread out in formation. Werewolves and vampires and witches standing shoulder to shoulder. Even a

Nate's POVThe darkness swallowed me whole.It was like drowning in ice water. Cold so brutal it burned. The Void pressed against my wolf from all sides trying to crush me. Tear me apart. Consume everything I was and leave nothing behind. Every instinct screamed to turn back. To save myself. But Dora was dying somewhere in this nightmare and I would walk through hell itself to reach her.The bond between us pulsed like a heartbeat. Faint. Weakening. But still there. I followed it deeper into the darkness letting that thread of silver energy guide me. My wolf form gave me speed and strength but even alpha blood could not protect me from this. The Void ate at my edges. Peeled away pieces of my soul. I felt myself unraveling.Then something shifted. The silver energy flowing from Dora through our bond suddenly wrapped around me like armor. Her power. Her light. It created a shield against the darkness and pushed back the hungry void. She was protecting me even while she was dying. Even w

Nate's POVI woke to silence.Wrong. Battlefield silence after chaos was always wrong. My ears should be ringing. People should be screaming. Dying. Fighting. But there was nothing. Just quiet and the smell of smoke and blood and something else. Something clean. Like rain after a storm.I pushed myself up. Every muscle screamed. My body felt like someone had put it through a blender and barely stitched it back together. The sky above was clear. Blue. Normal. The rift was gone. The Void was gone. We won."Dora." Her name tore from my throat raw and desperate.The bond between us was there but wrong. Faint. Flickering like a candle about to go out. Panic exploded in my chest. I could not feel her properly. Could not sense her emotions or her presence the way I always could. Something was terribly wrong.I staggered to my feet. Around me, others were rising. Wounded. Bloody. But alive. Marcus limped toward me holding his ribs. Jake was nearby helping a witch who had lost an arm. Mila coo