Все главы The Alpha Runaway Mate: Глава 31 - Глава 40

I awoke with a jolt, my heart pounding in my chest. The world around me was shrouded in darkness, and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust. As the shadows began to recede, I realized that I was in a dimly lit chamber, the air thick with the scent of must and decay.Glancing around, I noticed that I was not alone. A figure stood in the corner, its features obscured by the gloom. As it stepped forward, I couldn't help but gasp – it was the Vampire King."Welcome, Ana," he purred, his voice low and menacing. "I'm glad you could join us."My gaze darted around the room, searching for any sign of Elijah, but he was nowhere to be seen. A chill ran down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder what had become of him."Where is Elijah?" I demanded, my voice trembling slightly.The Vampire King chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "Ah, yes, the noble Elijah. He has taken his rightful place at my side, as my second-in-command."I felt my heart sink, the implications of his words

The resistance fighters scrambled into action, hastily donning their armor and sharpening their weapons. I could see the fear and uncertainty in their eyes, but also a steely resolve that filled me with hope."What's the plan, Ana?" asked Commander Kyra, the leader of the resistance. Her brow was furrowed with worry, but her voice was steady."The Vampire King has Elijah," I replied, my voice trembling slightly. "He's using him as bait to lure us into a trap. We have to act quickly, before it's too late."Kyra nodded, her expression grim. "We'll need to hit them hard and fast, before they have a chance to regroup. I'll gather our best fighters and lead the charge. The rest of you, prepare the defenses and be ready to hold the line."As the resistance fighters dispersed to their tasks, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Liam, one of Elijah's closest friends."We'll get him back, Ana," he said, his eyes shining with determination. "Elijah's counting on us, and we won't let him down."

The clash between the towering creature and the necromancer was a sight to behold. The air crackled with raw power as the two titans exchanged blows, their movements a blur of pure strength and fury.Elijah, Liam, and I watched in aawed silence, our weapons held at the ready, but unsure of how to intervene in this epic confrontation. The very foundations of the castle seemed to tremble under the weight of their battle, and I couldn't help but wonder if the entire structure would soon come crashing down around us.As the fight raged on, a sudden movement in the shadows caught my eye. Squinting, I could make out the silhouette of a figure slowly approaching, its movements graceful and fluid. My heart raced as the figure stepped into the dim light, revealing the face of a strikingly handsome man.He was tall and broad-shouldered, with striking features and piercing blue eyes that seemed to bore into my very soul. Something about him felt familiar, yet I couldn't quite place where I had s

The clash of steel and the roar of the battling titans echoed through the cavernous chamber as I charged into the fray, my sword cutting a swath through the chaos. Phillip and his pack of werewolves turned their attention towards me, their eyes gleaming with predatory hunger.Damien's expression shifted from one of fierce determination to one of shock and concern as he caught sight of me. "Ana, what are you doing here?" he yelled, his voice barely audible over the din of the battle. "You need to get to safety!"I gritted my teeth, my grip tightening on the sword's hilt as I parried a vicious swipe from one of the werewolves. "I couldn't just hide while you and the others risked your lives," I shouted back, my eyes narrowing as I scanned the battlefield. "I have to help, Damien. This is my fight too."Damien opened his mouth to protest, but before he could speak, a tremendous roar shook the very foundations of the castle, drawing our attention back to the colossal struggle between the

The grand hall was filled with an uneasy tension as Damien's uncle, Ezekiel, strode in, his expression pinched and severe. At his side was a woman, her features sharp and haughty, her eyes sweeping over the assembled pack members with barely concealed disdain.I felt my heart sink as Ezekiel's gaze landed on me, his lips curling into a derisive sneer. "So, this is the woman my nephew has chosen to lead our pack?" he drawled, his voice dripping with contempt.Beside me, Damien stiffened, his hand reflexively tightening around mine. "Uncle," he said, his voice low and measured. "What is the meaning of this?"Ezekiel's lip curled into a humorless smile. "The meaning, dear nephew, is that I have grave concerns about the direction you have taken our pack." He gestured towards me, his expression one of open disdain. "This... _woman_ , is hardly fit to lead us. Her pedigree is questionable, and her son is nothing more than a half-breed, unfit to be the heir to our legacy."A collective gasp