Chapter 130
Chapter 136
Deckard
The last thing I remember is the blood–warm and relentless–spilling, inum no
It’s not the first time I’ve been wounded, but this, this is different
A sharp, burning pain spreads through every vein in my body, fraying me from the inside out, it’s just a stab, I tell myself, but it doesn’t feel like one. My organs feel like they’re crumbling, folding beneath the weight of the pain.
I collapse, my body hitting the ground with a dull tuid. Þarkness serps into my vision, but somehow. I’m ill aware
Sull conscious, even in the complete numbness swallowing me whole.
Then–Darth’s voice.
“Look what I’ve done. Cleopatra? he cries out, his tone frantic–like a child showing off to his mother.
But before I can process anything else—alli hear is silence.
The world shifts in an instant. I’m no longer there
It is as if I’ve been pulled–from that moment or scene into another. A flash of movement, too fast to comprehend.
Who moved me? How?
There was to our
was no one else there.
And yet, my body is somewhere else, and my mind has no idea how it happened.
At that moment, the only thing on my mind is Amica.
How I didn’t take her words seriously. How her worst fear has now come true.
I wonder how she’ll feel when the news reaches her. Damn. I hate that things had to end like this–without us bring in a good place. But maybe. maybe it’s for the better.
She might finally be free from all the chaos, from all the pain I dragged her into. I’ve put her through so much. I don’t deserve her love, and yet — she still cares for me.
Maybe this is fate’s way of fixing things
I exhale shakily, shutting my eyes, ready to surrender to the silence.
But then i see Darth’s face.
Wicked Triumphant. And beside him–Amica, her hand in his
A growl rigs through me. My wolf lunges, as if we are two separate beings, and it is ready to tear free from my body to stop whatever is happening.
Pain stabs through my chest–not from the wound, but from something far worse.
“Alpha p>
A voice calls to me, snapping me back.
“Alpha p>
Leonard calls again, his voice distant, fading into the darkness Then—nothing.
Oblivion ukes me.
When I finally open my eyes to conciousness, the first thing I see is a palm–woven ceiling. My body feels like lead, stiff and unresponsive I try to mowe, bent pain Barrs thronigh me.
Then I notre them–needles. Dozens of tiny, sharp needles piercing into my
What the luck p>
Panic surges through me, and I attempt to yank them out, but my limbs refuse to obey. It’s like I’m bound,
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I shift my gaze and see Leonard standing over me, his face filled with concern.
Len. Leonard? My voice is hoarse, barely above a whisper. Where where am I p>
He exhales sharply, in relief
“ Oh, thank the Goddess! He turns to the others. “He’s awake! The Alpha is awake!
The room stirs with movement, but I don’t care about any of them. There’s only one person I need to see p>
“Is Amica here! ”
I call out, desperation creeping into my tone. I need to see her. I need to apologize.
For everything
I need to beg her not to reject mr–because right now, I am at her mercy.
My eyes to see an elderly man before me. His white hair and thick beard give him a wise but rugged appearance. He’s dressed in something that looks ancient –like sackcloth
Beside him stands a woman 1 recognize–Martha- she is the woman who trea
treats Amica…. But my
attention quickly shifts back i
ck to the old
old man
“Who are you! And why the hell are you staring at me like that?” I snap, my patience thin.
The man immediately lowers his gaze, hands clasped in respect. “The name is Gius. Forgive me. Alpha. It’s just, an honor to have the Dragon- Blooded Alpha in my care. I’ve heard of your strength, witnessed your legend, but never did I imagine I would be the one tending to your well- being
I don’t have time for whatever praise he’s spewing.
“ Get these damn needles off me! I snarl.
Martha quickly steps forward. “I’m sorry, Alpha, but we can’t do that yet. There’s still polson in your veins. We have to extract all of it”
Polson?
I grind my teeth, my mind racing back to the fight.
Darth
That bastard did something to me.
“Martha?” I call out, my voice hoarse.
“Yes, it is me, Alpha,” she responds.
“Where is Amica“” I ask again, urgency lacing my words.
“She is not here,” Leonard replies.
“Get her to me!” I command
Leonard sighs. “Sorry, Alpha, we may be in Blackwater, but we are nowhere close right now. Amica is stuck in the castle with the rest of the people. Scarface’s men have infiltrated Blackwater,” Martha says without hesitation
“Dan” The name slips from my lips.
Leonard’s face darkens. “We underestimated the battle, my Alplu. He has a powerful sorcerer hacking him–one who managed to paralyze our men in the midst of battle.
Only a few of us escaped. “We don’t even know how you got out. One moment you were down, bleeding out, and the next you were just there.
ir someone—or something– moved you” He pauses, then exhales sharply. “The Scarface man claims to be your brother and the rightful heu to the Blackthorn Empire.
We can’t fight him, Alpha. He is diabolical.” Leonard says, frustration evident in his voice
I let out a lone growl.
Brother? Of clairse!
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“How long have I been like this” I demand
But none of that matters right now. Not the throne, not the just–only Amica.
I don’t care what it takes p>
“How long have I been out? ” Task,
Leonard exhales deeply. “You’ve been out for a week. We thought you would never wake up from the comma,
Silence settles between us as I process his words. A week? How could this have happened? This is a disgrace–to me, to my title: How did Darth manage to defeat me so completely, leaving me on to die?
As if reading my thoughts, the old man speaks.
“I know you’re wondering how you were taken down so easily. It was your fault.” His tone is blunt, “The poison in your blood is unlike anything you’ve encountered before. The sorcerer who created it.. she’s been studying magic for years, gathering knowledge from forbidden sources p>
“ What kind of poison?” I ask
“One of the main ingredients is Dragonbane,” he says, watching my reaction closely
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“It’s a rare plant,” he continues. “Used in ancient times to either tame dragons or enhance their power–depending on how it was prepared. People believed it was extinct, but apparently, that was a lie p>
“And you’re saying they used it on me?” I ask.
“Yes, ” he nods. “And if Darth plans to harness it for himself, with sorcerer at his side did,” Glus answers. “She must have spent years gathering the right ingredients, studying your kind. The moment that blade pierced you, it wasn’t just a wound–it was a curse designed to break you.” he sighed. “ If Darth knows how to wield it properly, he’ll become something far worse than a tyrant–he’ll be unstoppable.
“I don’t care about legends or rumors. I need to see Amica” My voice is firm, but my body betrays me–I try to rise, and a wave of dizziness know me back down
I you rush out now, you’ll be walking straight to y
“Alpha, please, Martha pleads. “You’re still weak. If you rush out now, you’ll be walking straight to your death
I curse under my breath