All Chapters of Omega and Alpha Triplets: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The Forgotten Sanctuary loomed before Nicola, an ancient ruin carved into the mountainside, its jagged silhouette barely visible beneath the pale moonlight. The air was thick with an eerie stillness, broken only by the distant howl of the wind. The stone walls, cracked and weathered by time, pulsed faintly with traces of old magic - power that had long since faded but never truly vanished.She took a slow breath, inhaling the scent of damp stone and something deeper, something familiar yet unsettling. This was where she had been born. Where her mother, Lyra, had brought her into the world.It didn’t feel like a place of beginnings.It felt like an ending.Elias walked ahead of her, his golden eyes scanning the ruins with an intensity she had come to recognize as something between reverence and calculation. He moved like a shadow, his presence blending into the ancient magic, as if he belonged here in a way she never could.Nicola’s steps faltered as she reached the entrance. The tower

The Forgotten Sanctuary seemed to pulse with something unseen, a presence that stirred beneath the cracked stone and dust-laden air. The deeper they moved into its ruins, the more Nicola felt it - a whisper at the edge of her senses, calling her forward, drawing her toward something she couldn’t yet name.She stood between Elias and Lucas, the weight of Lucas’s words still settling over her like a shroud."Everything you think you know about this ritual is a lie."Nicola clenched her fists, her voice sharp as she demanded, “Then tell me the truth.”Lucas exhaled slowly, his gaze flickering between her and Elias. “I will. But first, you have to be ready to hear it.”She stiffened. “I don’t have the luxury of waiting.”A flicker of something unreadable passed through Lucas’s expression before he finally nodded. “Fine. Then listen closely, because we don’t have much time.”Nicola held her breath as Lucas continued.“The ritual you’ve been preparing for - it’s not what you think. It isn’t

Nicola’s pulse pounded in her ears as she moved toward the faint glow. The pull was undeniable, an invisible thread wrapped around her chest, guiding her deeper into the heart of the Forgotten Sanctuary.“Nicola,” Elias warned, his voice low, tense. “Whatever this is - it isn’t safe.”“I know,” she murmured, but she didn’t stop.Lucas let out a frustrated breath. “You’re walking straight into something we don’t understand.”“I don’t have a choice,” she said, glancing over her shoulder. “She left something here. I need to know what it is.”Elias hesitated, his sharp eyes scanning the corridor ahead, as if he too could sense the shift in the air. His expression was unreadable, but finally, he gave a small nod. “Then we move carefully.”Lucas sighed, clearly unhappy, but followed as Nicola stepped forward.The corridor narrowed, the walls pressing in like the ribs of some ancient beast, and the deeper they went, the heavier the air became. The energy in this place was ancient, woven into

A sound that was not a sound split the air.A cry, a scream, a wail of something ancient and enraged. The chamber shook violently, the stone walls groaning under the force of it. The darkness convulsed, writhing like a living creature as the blade tore through its essence.Nicola felt it - something ripping apart, something trying to claw at her one last time before it was unmade.The notebook on the ground burst into flame, the pages curling in on themselves as ink bled out, erasing words written in another lifetime. The symbols on the pedestal cracked, glowing briefly before crumbling into dust.The force screamed.And then - silence.Nicola gasped, stumbling forward, her knees nearly giving out as the darkness collapsed inward, folding into nothingness.Elias caught her before she hit the ground, steadying her. “It’s done,” he said, his voice low, steady.Lucas exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “Holy shit.”The room felt different. Lighter. Freed.Nicola’s fingers s

Triplets POV The moment the bond snapped back into place, they moved.Damien, Dylan, and Dean had felt the agonizing absence of it for too long - like a phantom limb, a missing piece of their very existence. But now, it was back. Strong. Unyielding.And leading them straight to her.The Forgotten Sanctuary loomed ahead, its presence thick with ancient magic. When they first arrived, an unnatural weight pressed against them - oppressive, hostile, warning them away. Their wolves bristled, senses on high alert. It wasn’t just old power. It was something alive. Watching. Waiting.Then, everything shifted. Trembled. Like it was going to collapse.The darkness that had curled around them like claws withdrew. The air changed. No longer suffocating - now, it was something else. A quiet hum, a careful, measured awareness, as if the Sanctuary itself had recognized them. A silent acknowledgment.Relief flooded through their bond.Damien exhaled sharply. “She’s here.”Dylan’s wolf pushed forward