Novel & Cerita Avalon Of Disaster Chapter 21

" Or I will…." " Or what?" Daemon asked with a steely voice. His lips parted in a smile when he felt the claws of the beauty stroking his abdomen. " You know already." Alvera replied , knocking his hand off her neck. " That wouldn't have changed anything, you know." Daemon said. " You can't be entirely sure about anything, you know. " Alvera replied, walking past him to the edge of the cliff, the wind whirling her long black hair.

The poison burned against my skin and another set of hands gripped mine briefly before the officiant’s voice began chanting in the Old Tongue. The mate bond flared, sudden and overwhelming. His scent pine smoke and something sharper wrapped around me, pulling me toward him even though I couldn’t see. My wolf surged forward, desperate. Then came the words: “I reject you, Avelyn Clay, as my mate.” Pain ripped through me. It was claws inside my chest, tearing at my heart, at my wolf, at everything I was. I collapsed, choking on a scream. Somewhere above me, the rope was cut, the bond severed and cold rushed in.

Yet, even when I close my eyes, I cannot blink away the illusion that absorbs my thoughts. “You have no place to give me orders!” Clangor hits along with mother’s yell, just before the voice changes to Owen’s own. “Listen to me, dark Angel!” “Nooo!” Echoes of my scream fills the metal room as I try to get him out of my head even when I know how pointless it is—

My heart pounds so hard I’m sure it will burst. “Vaelora.” The voice is distant. Muffled. Aching. I squeeze my eyes shut. This isn’t real. It can’t be. It feels like a story I once heard. A nightmare I’ve had before. But the heat is real. It seeps through the walls. Through the floor. Through my skin. A scream splits the air. A woman’s scream. I bolt upright beneath the blankets, but I can’t move. My body won’t listen. The air grows hotter, thicker, impossible to breathe. Shadows flicker red beneath my door now, dancing like cruel spirits.

She narrowed her eyes at him in response, seething with anger. He turned to Fallon. “And you were okay with this?” Fallon sniffed. “Not at first. Alvena was due to face consequences for her choices. That was until we figured out who Mack was.” He paused and looked back to me, although he continued to address Thale. “Thankfully between them, they managed to figure out that your mate was the same human who controls the balance stone. The same human Daniel Blatch has been chasing for most of his life.”

And I nodded, despite the chaos, despite the terror, despite the unknown waiting for us. The chamber rumbled violently. Sparks flew, walls buckled. And above the chaos, the new figures pressed forward. The fight was escalating. Faster. Deadlier. And I realized the horrifying truth: Phase Two was not just Damian's awakening. It was the beginning of a war we hadn't even understood yet. And as the shadows lunged again, I held him tighter, bracing myself. The pulse of energy around us surged like a heartbeat of apocalypse. We were alive. We were together. But survival didn't feel certain anymore. Not with what was coming.

But in my mind, I built a wall. I built a wall of ice. I built a wall of stone. I kept a piece of myself. I kept the light. The boat hit the shore. The battle began. I jumped onto the sand. I raised my hand. Order. I commanded. The world obeyed. The silver melted. The path was open. Rian roared. The Alpha was home. The end arrived. (End of Chapter 26) Would you like me to continue with Chapter 27? I can focus on the growth arc as Elara starts making independent moves during the battle. Shall I start?

So they'll see I'm an Alpha, and I'll get anything I desire, no matter what the barrier is. As we approached the room, Avalon showed up, causing my heart to race. I sighed and took a big breath. Daniel closed and reopened his eyes, as if this was his way of regaining energy. "I will take her down. You can walk inside the chamber," he said to me as we walked toward Avalon, who stood boldly as if she had troops prepared to get us eliminated. "You don't need to do that. She would quickly kill you." I responded to him, but his gaze sparkled with disbelief. He was expecting me to question any of his words at this point in time.

Chapter 21: The Dawn of a New Era The dawn was not gentle. It cut through the cracks of the sanctuary with sharp golden light, illuminating walls scarred by battle and corridors littered with rubble. Smoke still lingered, but the chaos that had once roared like a storm had finally begun to settle. Ethan stood atop the central hall, silver energy fading slowly from his eyes. His chest heaved from exhaustion, but his posture remained unbroken. He looked over the survivors—soldiers, creatures, and allies alike—and felt the weight of command like a crown heavy with responsibility.

He paused at the doorway, gripping the rail. A vow formed silently in his chest—an iron promise sharper than any blade. No one touches my son again. He straightened, his voice low but unshakable. “Chapter one was about survival,” Damian murmured. “But chapter two… chapter two is war.” Behind him, the monitors flickered again—those same red dots pulsing like a heartbeat. Something ancient had stirred. And it was coming.