All Chapters of Althea - The Female Alpha Series: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

#Chapter221A world with no one-03HarmonyI knew the scent of Lycans invades the air too, but something else makes me to take a step back and hold my breath, for my lungs had started to inhale everything the air carried, too quickly, too much. Or was it just a specific scent. For the first time in the longest decades, my heart raced with the fear of unknown. And with the drumming of my heart and the tension in the air, I force myself to retreat away from the scene.Locking myself back in the room, I make full use of the one-way mirror. Aries stands there with someone tucked away in his arm and judging by that possessive hold, I figure, it was her. He had finally found her.And once again, even though unconsciously, something in me reaches out to the non-existent goddess. To thank her for finally ending his misery. Because it was about time, he had his happy ending too, someone had to eventually end his endless heartbreak.I stare at them for a while, admiring, feeling a li

#Chapter223Feelings of the world-02HarmonyAnd there he stands. Few feet away from me with eyes so brown, so rich and so warm, it calms my heart just like that. His brown hair shines brightly, sometimes reflecting a light blond and other times a deep red. That broad shoulder from nights ago stands firm and strong, shoulder that I called out to me, as if inviting me back home.I inhale silently, secretly loving the scent of home radiating off him. He reminds me of a place, warm and cosy, brimmed with happiness, something silver, something radiant. But I knew better than to believe the lies of my eyes, for my home was long gone, long lost, forgotten, broken. It had fallen down, fallen apart. Home was no more for Harmony as was the world.I look down at the golden sand and blink several times, yelling myself to come out of my head. And when I eventually do look up, he still has his soft brown eyes on me, looking at me the same way I did a few seconds ago. Not knowing the feelings

#Chapter225Sweet melody of Harmony (1)HarmonyHe looks at me, his eyes now soft, his hold delicate.“She needs you.” He whispers again. His voice now tender. “The kingdom needs you.”Putting my hand on his chest, I exert a slight push as I shake my head while staring deep into his eyes. The land will no longer hold the stain of the name Artino and its sin. Let it all be gone with them and me. “They had been victorious in the past and they will be this time around. They do not need me on their land.”I pull away, a small smile to my face as I take a step back but the tight hold of his hand on my shoulder and my face stops me. “If you think I’m letting you go, you are very wrong.” And just like that, the chains that hold my resolution together comes loose. I stand frozen as I look between his eyes, ice cold but they hold so much warmth in them.“Cleo now.” He shouts as he pulls me along with him, bringing me back into the now spinning world. He strides towards the golden l

#Chapter227Sweet melody of Harmony (3)HarmonyMy eyes shoot up to her still closed eyes. Have I imagined it? I shake my head and sigh. “I’m going crazy.”No, Harmony. It is in fact me.“But how…” With eyes wide open, I stare at her, as her unmoving lips whispers words into my mind. Because it’s you. Because you are the only one who can reach my thoughts and theirs. You are the only one who can save this land, Harmony. Help me, help us protect our home. “But what can I possibly do? I am weak. Unlike you-”Unlike me, you hold a gift, a power to write our ending. You are the key to our future, the only way to stop this war. Without you, it is impossible for us to win. To end this war. I remain silent. What were these weak hands of mine capable of except misfortune? What weapon can it wield? What door could it unlock?I may have been able to keep them off from entering the land. But they will never stop trying. They will always be on our door, waiting for us to eventually

#Chapter229The dark goddess (1)Althea Zoella Castellanos SilvermoonThen I hear the loudest roar of all, every other feeling in the air dull compared to it. I sit numb as I look up at the sky, but my vision far from it. My pitiful lips torn apart, pulled away from one another. It was me. My grief. Echoing to the heavens.Then I’m pulled into a land, heavily filled with green, blooming beautifully with tulips that stretched beyond, meeting the peaceful blue horizon. Then I see a girl dressed in white, her perfectly sliver hair blending into the pureness that she exuded. She sits on her knees as she hovers over the pond. Hesitantly, I move forward, pulled by the curiosity that held the girl’s keen eyes tightly to the pond. I stand just behind her and look over her shoulder at the clear colourless water. But instead of both our reflections, I see a man. One that looks very much like Aries with his golden hair now shorter, trimmed and his face void of the light stubbles. He loo