All Chapters of IN LOVE WITH HIS CURVY HYBRID ENEMY: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Selina~Raymond’s voice cut through the noise in my head."Selina. Listen to me. If we hesitate now, it will tear us apart. If we give it what it wants, one of us might stay here. Forever."I shook my head. Tears burned in my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. The mountain pressed in. The cold draft beneath the warm thread grew sharper. I felt something inside me begin to answer. My Fae blood. The pure soul everyone wanted. It responded to the Core’s call as if it had been made for it.Raymond cupped my face. He pressed his forehead against mine. The thread stabilized for a heartbeat."Together. Only together. Not what the woman wants. Not what the mountain forces. What *we* choose."I wanted to answer. The words stuck in my throat. For the mountain would wait no longer.A second pulse surged through the space. This time, it targeted the thread directly. I watched as blue and gold strands detached from our skin and flowed into the surrounding will. It didn't hurt. It felt like loss. Lik

Chapter 23Selina~The hand grabbed hold. Not human. Not stone. Something in between, yet older than both. Long fingers made of shimmering shadow and refracted light closed around my ankle. Cold shot through my body, seeking out the very gap in my soul. The tether between Raymond and me flared up as if about to snap, even though it had been sealed. Raymond pulled me back with all his might. His arms became a suit of armor around my torso. The silent wolf within him stirred more powerfully; a deep growl vibrated in his chest—a sound I had never heard before.Iris laughed. The laugh was bright, sharp, and full of triumph."Too late. The door is open. The mountain has taken what it wanted, exposing the very spot we need. Your pure soul is no longer pure, Selina. It is marked. And marked souls belong to whatever waits beyond the ley lines."The hand pulled. My body slid across the broken flagstones of the courtyard. Raymond braced his feet against a crack in the stone and held firm. Blood

Selina~Iris screamed in rage. She hurled the piece of the staff straight at him. Red runes exploded. Raymond was thrown backward. The drop in his hand glowed. The shadowy hand seized the moment and reached for me again. This time, it targeted the spot where the gap was just closing. Fingers dug in. Pain exploded—white, searing, and absolute.I screamed. The thread between us nearly snapped, even though it was sealed. Raymond scrambled back to his feet. The drop in his hand burned deeper into his skin. His eyes were pure ice-blue. The wolf spoke through him.You will not touch her.He didn't throw the burning drop away. He pressed it against his own chest. Against the spot where the thread was anchored. The drop hissed. Smoke rose. The thread flared with a color I had never seen before—black and white at the same time. The sealed bond accepted the third key in a way Iris hadn't planned. The circle closed. But not for her. For us.Iris staggered back. For the first time, her face betray

Selina~We left the quarters again. The corridors were a hive of activity. Guardians were erecting makeshift barriers. Students carried weapons they had never wielded before. The air crackled with unstable magic; the ley lines beneath us twitched like wounded animals.Liora stood at the East Gate. Alone. Or so it seemed. Her dress was torn. Blood trickled from a wound at her temple. Yet her eyes were clear, cool, and calculating. When she saw me, she tilted her head.You survived. Impressive. Most marked souls shatter upon first contact with what waits beyond the mountain. Raymond stepped in front of me. The wolf within him refused to keep its distance.Speak. Or leave.Liora offered a thin smile.The Hungry Moon is just the beginning. What arrives in three nights is a herald. The true Master of the Lines waits even deeper down. He has gathered Iris, the scarred woman, and every failed pact of the last few centuries. He is using them as an army. And he needs the rift inside you to bre

Selina~The shadowy tendrils on her body shot forward. Raymond struck them with a pulse from the thread; black-and-white light sliced ​​through the tendrils. Iris staggered. Seizing the moment, the scarred woman lashed out with her bone arm. Rowan intercepted the blow. Fire and bone clashed; sparks flew. Alfred’s barriers held back the third figure—the shifting void that was reaching for my rift. Geraldine read aloud from the book, uttering words in a language that made the lines beneath the courtyard tremble.I felt the rift inside me tear open. The presence behind it surged forward. Images of Carolina rose up like a storm. She stood before me. Alive. Bleeding. Reaching out her hand.Take the stone. Give me the memory. Then I can fight. Then I can protect you, just like before. Please, Selina. Just the memory.The stone still lay before the gate. Untouched. Pulsing. Raymond was fighting Iris. The wolf lent him strength that made the courtyard tremble. But Iris was no longer alone. Th