El Lago Azul: El Despertar Novels & Stories

Chapter: 48 ****** TALON: The memories rushed back like a tide, each wave crashing over me with a force that left me breathless. The day Lira graduated from Camp Elysium was etched in my mind, vivid and haunting. I could still picture the sun shining brightly, casting a golden hue over the campus as the ceremony unfolded, a perfect backdrop for such a bittersweet occasion.

My wolf stirred, even though it sounded weak. And then I heard her voice, louder this time, again. ‘Mate.’ What did she mean by mate? Last time I checked I was rejected and the matebond was snapped. Would the moon goddess just grant me another mate within the space of twenty four hours. There was absolutely no way and besides I had never heard of that. I blinked my eyes open but the ceiling above me wasn’t the cracked, damp one from my usual quarters. It was white, and softly lit. I turned my head, wincing slightly as I noticed a soft beeping echoing beside me.

Amusement flickered across her features. “So, you’re the new healer?” she mused, tilting her head slightly. Ayla forced her shoulders to relax, keeping her expression neutral, unreadable. Liana didn’t recognize her. Of course, she wouldn’t. Her face had changed after the rebirth. “Yes, my lady,” Ayla said softly, lowering her gaze in false submission. Liana scoffed, stepping further inside. The silk of her robe rustled with the movement, trailing behind her like the robes of a queen surveying her domain. “How dull,” she murmured, almost to herself. “I was hoping for someone a bit more… impressive.”

She knelt in the ashes, every nerve alight, and let the flames settle into a quiet burn beneath her skin. The forest was eerily still. Smoke drifted upward in lazy spirals, carrying the faint echoes of the destruction she had wrought. Serena rose slowly, legs shaking, and felt the power within her pulse like a heartbeat of the world itself. The whisper returned—soft, low, ancient—threading through her thoughts like silk and steel. They will see. They will know.

I screamed. The silver locket on Lucas’s chest suddenly glowed with intense blue light. It was the key that could hack the galaxy’s network. A beam of blue light connected directly to his brain, loading all his memories and battle strategies. Lucas roared, “Edward! You killed my brother long ago. Today, I will clean up this mess!” His true self awakened again. His eyes turned brown. Trembling, he clutched the blue chip in the center of his chest—the only weak point. “Sophia… stab the blue chip in my chest… it’s the only way…”

Zenith’s POV The morning sun peeks over the ridges of Lake Tahoe, spilling gold across the villa and the greenhouse at plot 13. I breathe it in, letting the crisp mountain air fill my lungs, while Darian, Lysander, and Elysia are already at work among the rows of herbs.

It wasn't long before the world became psychedelic her eyes felt a little fuzzy. Hermosa lifted her wet hand and rubbed her eyes, holding the edge of the sink for a moment before feeling better. Hermosa heard the wheels of his wheelchair grind against the solid wood floor, then everything went silent and dark. The night is as thick as the morning mist on the mountains. Elisa is asleep in her own room, perhaps calling out Hermosa's name in a daze or two. But she would never have realized that her mother was unconscious in Brent's bedroom at the moment, in the bigger, softer bed.

She didn't recognize his scent. "Ravenna?" the man repeated, his voice confused and uncertain. "Ravenna...?" Ravenna looked at her parents, confusion etched on her features. They both stared back at her, their expressions filled with pity and sadness. Even Daniella, usually so bubbly and carefree, seemed subdued as she looked at Ravenna with a sympathetic frown. Ravenna then turned to the man who had embraced her, the man who called himself her mate. His piercing blue eyes widened as he stared at her, taking in every detail of her face. He looked overwhelmed, unsure of what was happening.

"Help! Someone, help me!" I heard loud cries for help. When I opened my eyes, I was back to the day my mom's foster daughter, Edith Kellie, jumped into the river. My mother, Evelyn Newbury, leaned over the railing, her heart sinking and rising with Edith. In my previous life, Evelyn had jumped in without hesitation, only for Edith to push her head underwater. The result? Evelyn had drowned, while Edith had been saved.

The sun will rise in minutes, they wake up early Elise thinks of their company outside, if they are already awake. "I just had a dream." she said after smiling at Alicia's innocent face. Her hair is long and pretty, Alicia yawns and smiles at Elise. Her sleep is comfortable for the first time since they arrived in the Yaven mountain. Elise decided to wash her face in the river. She quickly got up and told Alicia her plan. They both went out of the tent and found the men already awake. "Good morning." Rio smiles after greeting them. "Morning." Alicia answered.