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Chapter 107: The Rift’s Aftermath
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Lena stood at the edge of the camp, the fire’s glow flickering behind her as the cold night pressed in. The weight of the Rift’s whispers still clung to her, a presence just beneath the surface of her thoughts.She exhaled, forcing her hands to stop shaking.It wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real.Yet, the memory of that power—the absolute certainty of control—lingered like a drug she hadn’t realized she craved.A rustle in the underbrush made her stiffen.She turned just as Idris emerged from the shadows, his gaze sharp even in the dim moonlight.“You shouldn’t be out here alone,” he said, his voice unreadable.Lena gave a short, humorless laugh. “Not much difference between out here and in there.” She nodded toward the camp. “Either way, I can’t sleep.”Idris studied her for a moment before stepping closer. “You felt it, didn’t you?”Lena’s heart stuttered.Felt what?Idris didn’t elaborate. He didn’t need to. His knowing expression told her he already had the answer.Lena hesitated, b
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Lena’s pulse thundered in her ears as she sat up, her breath shallow. The forest was the same, yet everything felt different. The Rift’s energy still clung to her skin, cold and electric, like a whisper that refused to fade.Cassian’s grip on her arm was tight, his expression a storm of worry and restrained panic. “Lena, talk to me. What happened?”She swallowed, her throat dry. “I—I saw something.” Her own voice felt foreign, like it belonged to someone else. “A future. A throne. The world at my feet.”Dorian let out a sharp breath. “So, y’know, just the usual apocalyptic nightmare?”Lena ignored him, turning to Cassian. “It felt real. Like a memory that hasn’t happened yet.”Idris knelt beside her, his sharp eyes scanning her face. “And the other you?”Lena shuddered. “She’s waiting. Watching.” She exhaled shakily. “And she thinks I’ll choose to become her.”Silence settled over them, thick and suffocating.Cassian ran a hand through his hair, his jaw clenching. “That’s not going to
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Lena's body tumbled through the void, weightless and helpless against the pull of forces beyond her comprehension. The Rift was neither light nor dark—just endless, shifting energy that coiled around her, threatening to consume her whole.Her breath came in ragged gasps, her pulse hammering. The last thing she remembered was Cassian’s voice—his presence breaking through the Rift’s grasp like a distant beacon. But now, she was alone again, suspended in nothingness.Until she wasn’t.With a violent pull, the world around her shifted.Lena slammed onto solid ground, pain shooting through her limbs as the impact knocked the air from her lungs. She groaned, blinking rapidly as her vision adjusted to the dim surroundings.This wasn’t the forest.She was somewhere else.The air was thick, buzzing with an energy so strong it made her skin prickle. Strange symbols pulsed faintly across the walls, shifting and rearranging themselves as if they were alive. The ground beneath her was smooth, almo
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The journey through the forest was eerily quiet.Lena could hear the others moving behind her—Cassian’s steady, purposeful steps, Dorian’s occasional grumbles, Idris’s near-silent movements—but the world around them felt wrong. The further they went, the more the air thickened, charged with an energy that made her skin prickle.The Rift was close.She could feel it now, its presence curling around her like invisible tendrils, whispering at the edges of her mind.You are not ready. But you will be.Lena clenched her jaw and pushed forward.The trees thinned, and suddenly, the landscape opened into a vast, rocky expanse.A jagged tear split the earth ahead, shimmering with an unnatural glow. The Rift.It wasn’t just a portal—it was a wound in reality itself.Dorian let out a low whistle. “Yep. That looks like a really bad idea.”Cassian ignored him, his eyes locked onto the Rift. His grip tightened around his sword. “Are you sure about this, Lena?”She swallowed hard. “No. But I have to
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 100: The Rift’s Call
Lena barely slept that night.The presence in the forest had vanished, but its whispers still clung to her mind. You are not ready. But you will be. It wasn’t a warning. It was a promise.By the time dawn broke over the horizon, painting the sky in soft hues of pink and gold, she had made a decision.She couldn’t keep running from this.She had to face the Rift—on her terms.The camp was already stirring when she rose to her feet. Cassian was standing near the fire, sharpening his sword, while Dorian sat on a fallen log, rubbing sleep from his eyes. Idris was the only one still motionless, his gaze fixed on the forest’s edge as if he could still sense whatever had been watching them last night.Lena took a breath and stepped forward. “I need to go back.”Three heads snapped toward her.Cassian was the first to speak. “Back where?”“To the Rift,” Lena said, her voice steady. “I can’t ignore it anymore. I need answers.”Cassian immediately shook his head. “Absolutely not.”Dorian groane
