Semua Bab THE GAMMA'S DAUGHTER : Bab 121 - Bab 126

My body felt light, like feathers drifting in a slow, timeless dance. I found myself standing barefoot on the soft, cool sand, the wind weaving its invisible fingers through my hair, lifting the strands like whispers. The air carried a faint scent of something sweet — like a meadow far away — and each breath I took was like tasting serenity itself. Everything around me felt still. Frozen in an endless, perfect moment.My heart was... calm. Quiet. Almost unnaturally so. I couldn’t feel pain. I couldn’t feel longing. I couldn’t miss anything or wish for anything. It was just me. Me and this strange, unbroken peace, weaving around my very soul like a lullaby.There were no memories pressing on my chest. No noises tearing through my thoughts. Just pure calmness.And then, through the gentle hum of silence, came a voice — soft, familiar, and warm like a blanket on a cold night."Elysia," it called.I turned without thinking. And there she was.She stood just beside me, her presen

"I can't believe you have two stones now. Look at you... your hair looks ethereal," Grandma Aurora whispered, brushing her fingers delicately through my hair as if afraid I would vanish at any moment.Her touch was warm, filled with a tenderness I had craved for so long. A soft laugh escaped me as I caught the awe in her shimmering silver eyes. Somehow, even with the world around us changing, she remained my constant.I had been genuinely surprised when they recognized me so quickly after my transformation. Later, I found out Hades had sneakily taken a photo of me and sent it to my father, unable to contain his pride and concern. It seemed while I was away on my mission, bonds had tightened in my absence. Hades and my father… they looked almost like father and son now, sharing an understanding that went deeper than words."Master was worried about you. You should have told everyone," Grandma Aurora began, her voice soft but carrying a hint of reprimand. "But then again... I can't blam

"Commander Celeriac! Are you openly declaring your betrayal towards the Pack by choosing the Alpha of our enemy team?"The voice cut through the hall, sharp and composed, commanding attention without a single hint of desperation.I turned slowly, my heels clicking against the polished marble floor, to find her standing there — Former Luna Astoria.She stood atop the grand staircase, her posture regal, wrapped in deep green silk that shimmered under the chandelier light. Her silver hair was pinned in an elaborate braid, every detail of her appearance crafted to project power and poise. Yet beneath the surface, her presence was far more dangerous — cold calculation masked behind a veneer of grace.Astoria’s lips curved into a polite smile, but her eyes, sharp and unyielding, locked onto mine like a hawk sizing up its prey.The hall fell into silence, every eye turning to watch.She hadn't spoken out of anger. This was no reckless confrontation. It was a performance — precise, deliberate