The Dangers In My Heart Chapter 157 Novels & Stories

Chapter 179: Shadows Closing In I sat on the edge of the sofa, staring at the city lights outside. Even though the night was quiet, my heart refused to calm down. Ever since Dima’s attack, I couldn’t shake the feeling that danger was lurking just beyond the walls of our home. Every creak, every distant car horn, made me flinch.

— I… I’ll clean up the glass, I say hurriedly. — Go ahead, he replies lazily. I turn on my heels, feeling his burning gaze on me. And as I walk away, a single thought crosses my mind: "Alessandro is a danger." A danger to my heart. A danger to my reason. And I’m not sure I can resist him.

My chest too tight. My heart, God, my heart...pounding like a fire alarm someone forgot to silence. “Dianna…” His voice was low. Deep. Heavy like a sin. I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. Because when he raised his hand, brushing a loose strand of hair from my temple, I felt the jolt like a live wire tracing down my spine. “You know what’s dangerous?” he whispered, eyes dark. “You’ve only gotten more beautiful… and I’m not any better at staying away.”

"You'd just had blood drawn. What were you doing in such a dangerous place? If the firefighters hadn't reached you in time, you would've…" So it was the firefighters who saved her. Chuck had really left her there to die. She had been out cold for a full day. The door swung open, and Lylith strolled in with a thermal flask. Her face lit up with triumph as she taunted, "And here I thought you'd actually put up a fight. Turns out you're just a nobody. We were right outside when the warehouse went up in flames. "I told Chuck to go back for you, but he refused. He said he couldn't stand the thought of losing me again. He couldn't care less if you made it out alive. And you're still hung up on him

Mamá and Javier came over to me; Javier was bleeding from his mouth yet remained standing between me and the altar as if he could protect me from the apocalypse. “Flee mija " he croaked. “No " I replied. "We finish this as one.” Marco knelt in the middle of the golden fault lines his hands pressed flat against the ground blood streaming, from his eyes gold code flowing out rapidly than his body could produce it. “I can’t keep the patch on any further " he yelled. "The heart is resisting. It’s attempting to restart the bloodstream!” The scarlet heart perched over the altar pulsated once—BOOM—and all remaining reflections collapsed onto their knees heads lowered, as if in reverence.

The softness when he looked at Lali. It was never mine and yet, my heart chose him anyways. My magic sputters inside me, flickering like a candle left too long in the storm. A sharp pain shoots through my chest, and I gasp as the vow scar on my palm pulses, glowing faintly. Erratic. Not stable. I curl forward, clutching my hand. A quiet panic settles into my bones. Something is wrong, very wrong. The chamber doors burst open. Court healers rush in, robes swirling. One kneels beside me, her hands already glowing with silver light.

I move even more closer into him, nestling between his strong thighs with my head on his chest as my tears start to go away and my heart starts to calm down. “Shh,” he murmurs, his fingers sliding through my hair. “You did so well in there but now you’re panicking and they will feel it. Don’t give it to them.” “I can’t,” I choke as my heart starts racing again. “That was my last chance and now I’m stuck here. I’m stuck—” “We will talk about it as soon as they are gone alrighty? They’re dangerous, you have to remain calm.” Of course I know they’re dangerous. I don’t need a wolf's sense to feel the dark aura around them. All I can think about is I'm going to die here. Even if Misha is gone the

“We can’t do this alone...” Selene’s chant faltered, and she looked at Clara with a mix of fear and determination. “Then we need to call for help. The Heart has to be contained, or we’re all doomed.” Ethan gritted his teeth. “We don’t have time for reinforcements. Whatever is breaking the seal, it’s almost finished. We need to act now.” Before Clara could react, the entire sanctuary trembled, and the dividers started to break, crevices spreading like veins across the stone. The energy within the room surged, and the Heart beat with a dull light that sent shockwaves through the air.

He laughed at that, and the vibration in his chest sent a shiver down my spine. Still holding me, he turned the black stallion around and slowly headed home. The sunset stretched our shadows long across the golden field until they overlapped and merged into one. I looked at the shadows, and a ridiculous thought suddenly popped into my head. "Actually… Maybe this isn't that bad." The thought terrified me, so I immediately nipped it in the bud. "Wake up, Summer Reed! This is showing symptoms of trauma bonding! He's a madman and a kidnapper!" I screamed to myself.

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.