All Chapters of Annalisa : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

51SPENCERI was growing tired. Tired of the endless waiting, tired of Marcus and his obsession with the Earth realm, and tired of the constant hunger gnawing at me—the hunger for power that had consumed me for so long. It felt like everything was slipping away, especially now that Marcus had lost interest in our real mission: destroying Annalise.At first, we had shared a common goal—Marcus and I. We both wanted to break free from the chains that bound us, to take control of something far greater than the realms we had known. He wanted terror, power, domination. I wanted something more—knowledge, yes, but also the seat of the guardian. That was what I truly craved. The power that Annalise held should have been mine, and it angered me to no end that someone like her had been chosen instead.I missed the quiet moments in our realm. I missed my old books, the ones filled with forgotten wisdom, with spells and rituals so ancient even the oldest of our kind barely remembered their names.

53SPENCERI paced back and forth in my dimly lit room, frustration boiling in my veins. Sumel had been a fool. I had given him one simple order, and he had refused to obey. Anger surged through me like a wildfire, and I had unleashed my wrath upon him. Now, he was nothing more than a memory, scattered in the shadows. I wouldn’t be returning to the realm anymore, not with that weakness trailing behind me.The portal remained open, a gaping maw between this world and the werewolf realm. I had achieved what I wanted: free passage. I could see the thrill of power dancing in my mind. Spencer would soon learn that he had been deceived, that I was not the pawn he thought I was. I had played my cards carefully. Annalise’s powers as the guardian had sustained the portal. I had deliberately thrown her into it, and in doing so, I had secured my plan.My goal had always been bigger than just controlling this realm. I wanted to compel every being from all realms to come to the Earth realm under m

55ANNALISEI sat on the edge of my bed, staring out of the window at the night sky. The moon hung high, casting silver light across the landscape. It was beautiful, but my heart felt heavy. I still couldn’t shake the feeling of uncertainty. Adrian had just left, and his words echoed in my mind.He had looked deep into my eyes when he said it, and for a moment, I believed him. But then doubts crept back in. Could I really trust him? Was he saying those words out of genuine love or because he felt guilty for what had happened in the past?I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me. Memories of the past few months flooded my mind. I had faced so much—betrayal, danger, and the weight of my responsibilities as a guardian. And through it all, Adrian had been there. Yet, sometimes, I wondered if he truly understood what it meant to be tied to my world.I could hear him in the hallway, speaking to someone. I strained to catch his words.“Annalise is strong. She’s been through s

57JANETFLASHBACKI was only twelve when my father sent me away, far from the Rivers clan’s lands. It was the day I learned that my destiny had been decided long before I even understood what it meant to rule. My father stood tall and resolute, his broad shoulders framed by the burning torches of our ancient hall, as he told me that I was to become the future alpha of the Rivers clan. His voice, deep and commanding, echoed in my ears for years after.“You are the chosen one, Janet. You will lead the clan when my time comes.”His words were meant to inspire pride, but all I felt was the weight of responsibility crushing down on me. I was sent to a distant part of our realm, a place far removed from the lands I called home. It was a barren and unforgiving place, the kind of place where you either learned to be strong or were swallowed whole by its harshness.I was trained there—mentally, physically, emotionally. Every day was a test, a challenge to prove I was worthy of my birthright.

59JANETFLASHBACKI stood in the middle of the clearing, my chest heaving, my heart pounding in my ears as I waited for Marcus to show. The moon hung heavy in the sky, casting an eerie light over the woods, and the wind carried the scent of pine and earth. It was the place where we used to meet, where everything between us had felt so real, so pure. But now, that purity was gone, shattered into pieces I couldn’t pick up.When Marcus appeared, his figure cutting through the shadows, I could barely look at him. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions—anger, betrayal, heartbreak. How could he? How could he lie to me, deceive me so easily, and make me believe that what we had was true?“Janet,” his voice broke the silence, soft and pleading. “I know you’re angry, but please, listen to me.”I met his gaze, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. “Angry? You think I’m just angry, Marcus? You knew who I was from the very beginning, didn’t you? And you didn’t care.”He took a step toward me, b