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Chapter Twenty Four: The Alpha's Demand.
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Silence was the only thing holding them back from the flames that had permeated. The. Isabelle sensed the warmth, the presence of an ancient entity, and the watchful gaze of a temple that had no longer burned and its secrets were no more concealed. Or maybe it was Gabriel? He hadn't moved. Hadn't let go. He kept his hand near her wrist, with warm and firm fingers that seemed to be deliberately holding her. He may go missing, which could lead to her disappearing once more. He touched her with scorching pain, but she didn't retreat. She was not prepared to move forward. She was not prepared for the words that were coming her way.' Despite Gabriel's soft tone, his voice was firm. It was never soft. “You died, Isabelle.”. Like water jetted into a stone, the words drifted into silence and rippled through everything. Her breath caught. Her stomach twisted. No. No, that couldn't be right. She was here. Right in front of him, she was standing. She wasn't dead. But Gabriel's gri
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Wind blew through the broken temple walls, like a whisper of something lurking in the distance. What was waiting? The motion and sway of the torches around those stone columns created rough shadows that rippled across Gabriel's face, deepening sharp lines in his expression. Despite his release, Isabelle still felt his touch. His fingers had lost their warmth, but his words gripped her chest like a chain. It felt so strong and powerful. Her life was not meant to be, she wasn't. She had died. Her heart was still beating inside her ribs as she stood there, struggling to breathe. She felt her stomach twitch and was in a nauseating state as she pulled away from Gabriel, with her legs stiff and shaken. Gabriel didn't stop her. He just watched. He had been keeping tabs on her since she came back.' He had been anticipating this moment. Her voice warmed as she whispered, "Send me. Gabriel's eyes flickered with a deep shade of green, hinting at his desire to inquire. “Say that I’m n
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They were burdened by the truth, which was too heavy and immovable for them to move. The torches pressed against the stone walls, creating unyielding shadows that clawed at their feet, as if she were in war. Gabriel had always been her adversary. Monster in the void, the enemy between her and revenge, selfish Alpha who never cared about anything more than dominance, power and victory.ii. What happened to Skywalker? It meant that he was now the only one there. Only person to have seen her that night.’ The. He had made efforts to prevent it, which was even more distressing. He had endeavored to bring her back. And he'd failed. The fingers of Isabelle curled up. "Who then?!". Gabriel exhaled sharply. “I don't know,” he muttered. Her heart raced. "That's not a response.". “I have a single one.”. A bitter silence. Her emotions were bottled up by the fact that she didn't care much about his frustration. She needed to know. She needed to understand. She added, "OK, I guess you'l
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The world felt wrong. Isabelle's breath became too foreign, sharp, and thin when she returned to the temple. The air was a blur. The encounter was similar to coming up with a pleasurable air, but the air was poisonous. Her heart pounded, wild, frantic. Gabriel's hands were still touching her shoulders, too tightly, and unbalanced. They appeared to be too much. The man's presence was unclear in certain areas, and his voice echoed distantly while calling out her name, much like the sound of watermelon. She was unable to pay attention to him. Why? The sight of it was still there when she saw it. The object that had escaped from her chest.' That entity which was embedded in her veins, bones and soul. It had always remained.' Her stomach twisted violently. The temple walls were adorned with torches that flickered, the shadows were stretched and warped, and the air was made thicker by the presence of life in the temple. It's likely that Gabriel felt it, given how tight his grip was
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The silence stretched between them, thick and heavy, pressing against Isabelle's skin like a second weight, suffocating, unrelenting. Gabriel hadn't moved. His hands were still curled into fists at his sides, his body tense, coiled too tight, too rigid, like he was holding something back. His words still hung in the air. "Because I don't know if I'll want to let go. ". They shouldn't have meant anything. They shouldn't have made her breath catch, shouldn't have sent a slow, deep heat curling in her stomach. But they did. Because Gabriel didn't say things like that. Not to her. Not ever. Her throat tightened. She could feel the fire inside her, twisting, shifting, but it wasn't just hers anymore. It had touched him. It had recognized him. And worse—he had recognized it, too. A shiver raked through her. Gabriel's jaw ticked. “Sit down before you fall over.”. The sudden shift back to his usual cold, controlled self made her bristle. “I'm fine.”. Gabriel's gaze flicked
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The flame persisted, lingering beneath her skin and curving in all her bones, watching. It was still there. The words of Gabriel were swayed tightly, treacherous, unyielding. "Our resistance endures until you attain it.". Isabelle's breath hitched. He had spoken to her, which was more frightening as she didn't know what it was. Or that she was thinking about it. Her reaction to him was not anticipated in this manner. Not after everything. After years of tormenting and challenging her, he finally found peace in a world where imposes rules. This was months ago. However, this was her first time being out of sight. Unknown things were something that Gabriel Phoenix hated. She raised her head. "Do you think I am capable of breaking my jaw?". The smirk from Gabriel was slow and perilous. "No, little wolf.". I think you're already breaking.”. Her pulse spiked. She hated him. She detested the fact that he had clear vision and could see through her, knowing precisely where to pu
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The air between them was too thick, too heavy, too charged. Gabriel was too close. The heat of his body pressed into hers, his breath warm against her skin, his voice still lingering in her ears. "Your body already did. ". Isabelle's pulse pounded. Gabriel wasn't touching her anymore. Not really. But she could still feel him. Like the fire inside her had already memorized the shape of him. Like it was pulling toward him, aching, waiting. Her hands curled into fists at her sides. She wanted to shove him away. She wanted to wipe that smirk off his face. She wanted to rip him apart. But worse than all of that—. She wanted to pull him closer. And that? That was the most dangerous thing of all. She swallowed hard, forcing every inch of her body to stay still, forcing herself to ignore the way her skin burned where his fingers had just been. She lifted her chin. “I don't play games, Gabriel.”. His smirk deepened. “Then what do you call this?”. She hated that he was still
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There was an indescribable tension that spanned the entire room, like a delicate thread about to unravel. It was a charged air, full of something unrevealed and beyond control. With a dangerous amount of patience, Gabriel watched Isabelle with his everlasting eyes, their sparkling sparkles exuding an inexplicable power. The smile on his lips disappeared, replaced by a much more menacing expression—intent. He was consistently composed and in charge. But now? He appeared to be a man on the brink of something. The decision to step back was a conscious choice for Isabelle. Create distance. Break the strange, oppressive pull that had been imposed on them.' The footing persisted, her body encroaching into the ground, and she responded to him without asking. He had touched her, and the fire within her had identified him.'". And worse—so had she. Gabriel lifted his hand and lightly stroked her wrist, causing her to shiver. He whispered, "Little wolf, tell me what happened," with an unf
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The main wing's heavy doors were forced to open, opening the vast hallway to warm candlelight. ". With their walls lined with dark wood panelling, the aroma of old books and leather lingering was invigorating. The floors were polished and Isabelle walked inside as she trailed Gabriel. It was quiet. Too quiet. The woman had disappeared by then but the cold gaze of Caitlyn still pressed on her back. But the tension in the castle had changed.". From the moment Gabriel announced that she would be staying in the main wing, Isabelle had sensed it. Caitlyn's anger was barely hidden.. And Isabelle? She wasn't stupid. She was aware that this wouldn't be finished. If anything—it was just beginning. With a deliberate move, Gabriel advanced towards her and opened revolving doors at the door's end. He didn't say a word. Didn't explain. Holding the door open, waiting. With a slight hesitation, Isabelle entered. And then—she froze. The room was massive. The grandiose area is chara
