All Chapters of Dear Alpha, I’m Far Gone: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

  Calista's POV I did not have time to process what was happening. One moment I was kneeling beside Zevran trying to heal his wounds and the next Seraphine was on her feet again. Impossible. Aldrid's sword had gone straight through her chest. She should be dead. Should be bleeding out on the ground as any normal wolf would be. But she was not normal anymore and the wound was already closing. She ripped the blade from her chest with a wet sound that made my stomach turn. Black blood poured from the injury but it did not slow her down. Did not even make her flinch. Whatever the Council did to her made her something beyond death. Something that refused to stay down no matter how much damage she took. "Did you really think that would work?" She turned on Aldrid. Her face twisted with rage and betrayal.   "Did you think you could kill me that easily?"&nb

Aldrid's POVI never expected to die for anyone. Especially not for people I barely knew in a kingdom I had only just entered. But here I was with blood on my hands and a borrowed sword that felt foreign in my grip. Every muscle in my body screamed. Every instinct told me to run. But I stayed. Because running was all I had done for years and look where that got me.The battlefield was louder than I imagined. People always talked about war like it was glorious. Noble. They left out the screaming. The smell of blood mixing with dirt. The way bodies fell and did not get back up. This was real. This was the consequence of every choice I made. Every time I nodded and obeyed when the Council gave orders.A Council soldier broke through the defensive line. He was heading straight for a young woman dragging a wounded man toward the medical tents. I recognized her. Tina. One of the servants who had been kind to Calista when everyone else pretended she did not exist. She had no weapon. No way t

Calista's POV The alarm bells rang at dawn and I knew something was wrong.Not wrong like another attack. Wrong like the air itself had turned sick. Heavy. The kind of weight that pressed on your chest and made breathing difficult.I rushed to the balcony. Zevran was already there. His jaw was tight and his eyes fixed on something in the distance. Beyond the barrier. Beyond the forest."What is it?" My voice came out quieter than I intended.He did not answer right away. Just pointed.I followed his gaze and my blood went cold.Something moved through the trees. Huge. Dark. It did not walk so much as flow. Like oil spreading across water. Trees bent away from it. The ground beneath it turned black. Dead. Even from here I could feel its hunger. Its wrongness."What is that thing?" I whispered."Nothing natural." Zevran's voice was hard. "Nothing that should exist."The creature reached the edge of the barrier. For a moment I hoped it would stop. That the protections around Noctis woul

  Zevran's POV Calista went limp in my arms and my heart stopped. Her eyes closed. Her breathing turned shallow. The silver light that had made her glow like a star faded completely. She looked small suddenly. Fragile. Nothing like the warrior who just destroyed something that should not have existed. "Calista." I shook her gently. "Calista, open your eyes." Nothing. Her head lolled against my chest. Panic clawed up my throat. I pressed my fingers to her neck. Found her pulse. Weak but steady. She was alive. Unconscious but alive. Relief hit me so hard I almost could not breathe. A horn sounded in the distance. Long. Low. The Council's army. I looked up. Past the scorched earth where the creature had been. Past the broken barrier. To where their forces had been watching. They were moving. Not

  Zevran's POV The war room was packed. Every general. Every captain. Every strategist in Noctis crowded around the long table covered in maps and markers. The air smelled like sweat and tension. Three days to prepare for an army twice our size. Three days to find a way to win against impossible odds. I stood at the head of the table. Studied the map. The Council's fortress sat deep in neutral territory. Heavily fortified. Surrounded by allied kingdoms. Getting there would be dangerous. Getting inside would be suicide. "We cannot win a defensive battle." Kaelen pointed to Noctis on the map. "Even with the barrier partially repaired. They have the numbers. The resources. They will overwhelm us eventually." "So we do not fight defensively." I moved a marker across the map. Toward the fortress. "We take the fight to them." Silence fell. Every eye turned to