Todos los capítulos de The Last Arcane : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

~Avery's POV~“What do you mean by I'm the last Arcane?” I asked, staring at Valerie.My heart was still beating fast. I knew what an Arcane was. I had read about them during my studies in Oakridge. The story of the first Arcane was one of the oldest stories I had ever come across, especially because it was connected to the Voidborn.The Arcane were powerful magic users who existed long before the kingdom of Elarion was established. According to the books, the first Arcane had used an incredible power to seal the Voidborn away but the Arcane were believed to be gone.So how could I be the last one?Valerie looked at me for a moment before answering.“Because the Arcane bloodline was never completely destroyed,” she explained. “Your parents were among the last Arcane.” I swallowed. “My parents?”“Yes.” She replied. “Then why didn't I know about any of this?” I know it was a stupid question to ask but I still asked. I was young and left in the forest. “Because they wanted you to live wi

~Avery's POV~I had been avoiding the main halls of the palace lately. Not because I didn't like being there, but because I didn't want to run into anyone who might ask questions about me. After everything that had happened, I had become more careful.I had been living in the palace under Theron's protection, learning how to control my magic and slowly getting used to the strange feeling of being somewhere I had never imagined I would belong.For once, I wasn't thinking about running.I wasn't thinking about the High Mage, I wasn't thinking about Oakridge.I was simply walking through one of the quieter parts of the palace and thinking about the kissed, when I heard voices coming from the main hall. I wasn't paying much attention at first. There were always people coming and going, servants, guards, nobles, guests. I continued walking until I heard a familiar voice.I stopped. My heart immediately dropped.I knew that voice, I slowly turned toward the main hall. My breath caught, the

~Avery’s POV~Something felt wrong.I had been sitting beside the window for several minutes, staring at the gardens without really seeing them. The palace was unusually quiet that morning, but it wasn't the silence that bothered me. It was the strange pressure building inside my chest, like something was tugging at a part of me I couldn't reach.I placed my hand against my chest, the sensation grew stronger. My magic.Ever since Valerie had told me who I really was, nothing about my life had felt normal anymore. I had spent years believing I was simply Avery Greymoor, an unwanted girl who had been taken in by a family that never truly wanted me. Now I knew I had another name, another history, and powers I had barely begun to understand.Aurelia.The last Arcane.Even thinking about those words made my head spin, I looked at my palm and nothing happened at first. Then a faint shimmer passed beneath my skin, I pulled my hand back. "What is happening?" I had felt my magic before, especi

~Avery’s POV~“Avery believe in yourself and remember we can leave any time.” He said.For several seconds, neither Theron nor I moved. The villagers were still running through the streets, desperately trying to find somewhere safe, I could hear people calling for their families.The Voidborn still stood up there this time looking at me, then it moved with full speed and left, people who were running stopped running. I looked away. I used what little control I had over my magic to lift fallen pieces of wood and stone. Theron helped pull people from underneath the debris. I wasn't strong enough to save everyone.That realization hurt more than I wanted to admit. An elderly man reached for my hand after we pulled him from a collapsed room. “Thank you.” I swallowed. “You're welcome.” He stared at me for a moment.Then his expression changed.His eyes widened.“You…”I frowned. “What?” He took a step backward. “I know you.” Theron immediately looked at him. The man's voice trembled. “You'

~Avery’s POV~For the first time since I could remember, Oakridge was quiet. Not the peaceful kind of quiet. The kind that came after something terrible had finally ended.Smoke still curled above the damaged houses. Broken pieces of wood and stone covered the streets, and the ceremony grounds where everything had begun were almost unrecognizable. Yet no one was running anymore.No one was screaming. The Voidborn was gone. I stood in the middle of the village with Theron beside me, staring at the people who had spent years making me feel like I didn't belong. They were still staring at me too, but something had changed. My eyes met Lenora's and then Garrick's.Lenora quickly lowered her head and hid her face. I just smiled, I didn't even know if I hated her anymore. After everything that had happened, I wasn't sure what I felt when I looked at them. Maybe I was too tired to hate them. Maybe I had simply stopped caring enough to hold on to it.A woman slowly approached, pulling me out