All Chapters of THE SLAVE THAT STOLE THE ALPHA'S HEART.: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Selena POVThe corpse opened its eyes.Selena froze as cold fingers tightened around her ankle, their grip strong enough to pull her toward the crack beneath the floor.The face staring up at her was hers.Not a reflection.Not a shadow.A dead version of herself with pale skin, blood dried across her lips, and the black crown resting crookedly on her head.“You forgot what you promised me.”Selena pulled against the corpse's grip.“What did I promise?”The dead Selena smiled.“You promised you would come back.”The hand dragged her down.Ian lunged forward and caught Selena around the waist.“Let her go!”Darkness rose from the crack and wrapped around Ian's legs.He fought against it, pulling Selena toward himself while the corpse refused to release her.Hope rushed forward.“Mom!”Her silver power struck the darkness.The grip around Selena's ankle weakened.Ian pulled with everything he had.Selena broke free and fell against him.The corpse disappeared beneath the floor.For seve

Selena POVThe woman standing beyond the black door looked exactly like Selena.The same long dark hair fell over her shoulders, the same silver eyes watched from beneath dark lashes, and the same small scar rested near her collarbone.Yet Selena knew immediately that she was not looking at another copy.There was something ancient in the woman's eyes.Something that made even the crown on Selena's head feel uneasy.“I am the Queen who existed before you,” the woman repeated.Her sword rested against the black stone as she walked forward.“I came to take back my throne.”Selena tightened her grip around Ian's hand.“This is my life.”The woman smiled.“That is what every version of you says.”The wolves lowered themselves further.Hope stood beside Selena, while the little girl moved closer to her mother.Ian's body remained tense.The darkness inside him had gone unusually quiet.Selena noticed.“What did you do to him?”The ancient Queen looked at Ian.“I did nothing.”Her gaze move

Selena POV“Come home, my Queen.”The voice came from beneath Selena as darkness pulled her deeper into the opening.Ian's hand was locked around hers, his fingers tightening as the force below tried to separate them.“Selena, hold on!”“I am holding!”The stone beneath Ian's boots cracked.He dropped to one knee, but he refused to release her.Hope reached for Ian from above.“Dad!”“Take Hope and the little girl!”Ian's voice strained against the darkness.“Do not let them follow us!”Selena looked up.Hope stood at the edge of the broken floor with tears running down her face, while the little girl clung to her arm.“I am not leaving you!” Hope shouted.“You have to!”The darkness pulled harder.Ian's body slid forward.Selena tightened her grip.“Ian, don't let go.”“I won't.”The words had barely left his mouth when the darkness swallowed them both.They fell.Selena expected to hit the ground, but there was nothing beneath her.She kept falling through a cold black space while I

SELENA POVThe black crown tightened around Selena's head, and the voice beneath the throne repeated its warning inside her mind.This time, Selena, you will be the one who kills him.She reached for Ian, but before her fingers could touch his hand, a wall of darkness rose between them, forcing her backward. Ian struck the barrier with his palm, and black veins spread across the surface where he touched it.“Selena, don't listen to that voice!” he shouted.She tried to answer, but the crown sent a sharp wave of pain through her skull, filling her vision with images of a kingdom burning beneath a blood-red moon.In the middle of the ruined throne room, Ian knelt before her with a sword resting across his hands. His black crown lay broken at his feet, and blood ran from a wound beneath his ribs.Selena stood before him in a white dress, her own hands stained red.“You promised you would never leave me,” she whispered in the vision.Ian looked up at her, his eyes filled with a sadness sh

SELENA POV“Selena, don't let him touch you. Whatever is wearing my face is not me.”Ian's warning pulsed through the silver mark on her palm, but the man standing before her wore the same face, the same scar, and the same pendant she had held against her heart countless times.He extended his hand, waiting for her to take it.“My Queen, you've suffered enough,” he said gently. “Come with me, and we can finally leave this place.”Selena wanted to believe him, especially after watching the real Ian disappear into the darkness, but something about his smile made her skin tighten with unease.“Where is Ian?” she asked.The man glanced toward the empty space beside the throne.“He is where he belongs.”Her fingers curled around the silver mark.“That's not an answer.”His expression softened as he stepped closer, looking at her with the tenderness she had spent so long searching for whenever fear threatened to overwhelm her.“You remember the first time we met beneath the silver moon, don