Half-life: Alyx Chapters Novels & Stories

Chapter 177 : The Alpha's Fury HPOV — Axel The pain was constant. It had become a rhythm I couldn't escape, the sting of silver searing into my flesh, the heavy pull of chains that cut so deep in they became a part of me. For days, maybe weeks, I'd lost count, I was stuck in that dark pit, half-alive, half-wild, clinging to one thought only: her. Nora. Her name was all that stood between me and insanity. Every breath, every time I closed my eyes, I saw her. I heard her voice. I felt the faint hum of our bond, still alive deep in my body, faint and flickering, yet there.

Chapter 9 SUPREME PACK ~ THE LYCAN TWIN'S REALM Cries filled the air. The sounds of children and adults groaning in pain filled Alycia's ears as she stood in the middle of what seemed like a deserted battlefield. She turned sharply, staring around as she wondered what was going on, when a wave of something rushed over her. Her knees weakened, and she fell on the sandy ground. Something warm spilled from her belly, and when she bent to take a look, her eyes widened.

The woman had only been clinically dead for a few minutes before being revived, not reborn into an entirely new body days later. By the fourth night, I was back to rereading passages I’d already gone through multiple times, desperately hoping that I had missed something. But there was nothing, as usual. I was beginning to resign myself to the fact that I’d probably never find a cure, just like my mother warned me, and that I was wasting precious nights on researching in vain when I could be spending time with Liam before his inevitable demise. A few days later, Anya had her solo date with Alexander.

At 20 years old, Alya was a striking blend of her parents—Samantha’s fiery spirit and Kevin’s quiet strength—her presence a testament to the Dawn Pack’s enduring legacy. Alya knelt by the fire pit, her amber eyes glowing with determination, her voice a soft whisper, the sunlight illuminating her face, the warmth of the grove a mirror to the purpose in her heart, the air thick with the legacy of her family, the grove a sanctuary, her future a radiant flame. “I feel you here,” she murmured, her fingers brushing the wildflowers, their petals soft under her touch, the sunlight dancing on her face, the grove a haven, the warmth a shared memory. “Mom, Dad, Aunt Mara, Uncle Jasper, Aunt Lila, Aunt

Calix’s POV. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the half-empty bottle in my hand. I had been drinking for hours, pouring glass after glass, hoping the burn of the wine would drown out the ache in my chest. But it only dulled it—never erased it. The sun had long since set, replaced by a moon that peeked through the narrow window, casting a pale glow over the room. The bottle tilted as I brought it to my lips again, the last remnants of wine sliding down my throat.

He screams. It excites my wolf. I lean close, breathing in the agony. “This is mercy” I say softly. “Because if it weren’t, I’d make you beg before I ended you.” And then I rip. His heart comes out warm in my palm, pulsing for a moment longer before it dies in my grip. Silence again. Only the sound of dripping. I toss the body aside like a broken toy. “You could’ve let him bleed longer, Alpha” Lyall says, stepping forward.

We will see more of that Alpha as the book moves south, starting with Alpha Zach and ending the series with Alpha Cyrus. #AustinAndLexiSigningOff

She looked hesitant before explaining that the angels had gone to look for a cure, but Melody didn’t look very hopeful. “What are you saying?” Gabriella flinched again as she tried to find a more comfortable position to sit in and the deafening silence in the room told her everything she needed to know. “Well, then I guess we don’t have much time, do we?” She pushed herself up from the couch, smacking Lucienne’s helping hand away. “I am the only one who can kill the king since I’m the only one who can die. Lucienne, you will be alpha when I’m gone.” All hell broke loose as all of them started talking at the same time and Gabriella rolled her eyes.

My heart beat in anticipation as I watched Stephen waiting for whatever task he was willing to assign to us. The decision settled heavily in my chest. I had come to the Moon Blood Pack to prove that I wasn't weak. To prove I deserved to stand beside Craig. Walking away from the Alpha's house felt too much like giving up. But perhaps wars weren't won by stubbornness alone. He was back with the file in his hand, and this time he placed it on the table in front of us. Before he could say any other word, Ava raised her hand. “Can I please take pictures of those documents?”

“Alice.” Almost dropping the book that she is holding. Alliah gasp and deep, startled, no more than just that from the moment that Kyle whispers the name of the protagonist of the book that she is reading. Horror wash over her and unknowingly in the point. Like she is being pointed by a gun to her head with the threatening atmosphere and tone to kill her for good. She quite shivers in her place as she slowly looks at Kyle, by which in a second fast snaps his finger and draws her back to that time where the little change happened, and right now she just needed to remember in order for the change to have the chain reaction and took effect.