Semua Bab Elixir: Fated To The Three Alpha : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Elixir’s POVThe air felt heavy with an unspoken tension as I stared at the faintly glowing rune carved into my wrist. Its silver hue pulsed gently, like a heartbeat tied to something far beyond my understanding. Despite the comforting warmth it brought, my instincts whispered that something was wrong.“Elixir, are you okay?” Lucian asked. His dark eyes studied mine. I could hear the uncertainty in his voice. That wasn’t like him and it made my stomach churn more.“I’m fine,” I said, forcing a smile. It was weak. Deep down, I knew I wasn’t fine. The ceremony felt unfinished. We had opened a door meant to stay closed.We were all gathered around a big oak table in the dim war room. Maps and old scrolls were spread out, lit by candlelight. Shadows flickered on the walls, making the place feel tight and small.“The seer’s prophecy didn’t prepare us for… this,” Ewen muttered, his fingers tapping an uneven rhythm against the table’s edge. His usual calm demeanor seemed fractured, a rare cr

Elixir’s POVAs I took an awkward step forward, the world around me appeared to blur. My breath caught in my throat. The truth had been directly in front of me, but it had stayed elusive—obscured by veils of half-truths and secrets. Now, in the thick of it all, I couldn't tell if I was more betrayed or afraid.The room was eerily silent except for the faint hum of the wind against the windows. Soren’s expression was unreadable, but there was tension in his clenched jaw, a crack in his usually calm exterior. Ewen stood off to the side, his fists curled tightly, his knuckles white. And Lucian... his eyes burned with an intensity that made it hard to meet his gaze.“Elixir,” Lucian said, his voice low and controlled, but I could hear the tremor beneath it. “You need to trust us.”“Trust you?” I repeated, my voice sharper than I intended. “How can I trust you when every step forward feels like falling into a trap I didn’t see coming?”Lucian took a step closer, and I instinctively backed

Elixir’s POVEverywhere was still heavy with the scent of burnt wood and ash, remnants of the shadows that had retreated moments ago. My knees wobbled as the adrenaline drained from my body, leaving me feeling raw and exposed. The fire that had roared within me moments ago had dimmed to an ember, but it was still there, flickering quietly in my chest. The seer approached me, her gray eyes almost translucent under the faint moonlight filtering through the cracked windows. “You did well, Elixir,” she said, her voice softer now, tinged with something that almost felt like pride. I wanted to believe her, to take some comfort in her words, but the weight of what had just happened—and what was yet to come—pressed down on me like an iron shroud. “What happens now?” I asked, my voice hardly above a whisper. Lucian stepped closer, his presence steady and commanding as always. “Now, we prepare for the next attack. The darkness isn’t gone—it’s only retreating, regrouping. It’ll come back s

Elixir’s POVDarkness clung to my skin like a second ghost. My chest heaved as I stepped through the archway, my mind still echoing with the last words of the appearance. "You will fail them too." The weight of it pressed into my bones, but I couldn’t let it take root. Not now. Not when this was only the beginning. Lucian’s warm hand was still wrapped around mine, grounding me in the present. His grip was firm but not crushing like he was holding on just as much as I was. I squeezed back, letting the warmth spread through my fingers. "Are you okay?" Soren’s voice was cautious, but there was something deeper behind it—concern, maybe. Or fear. I nodded, but the movement felt mechanical. "Yeah. I think so." The seer studied me, her silver eyes catching the faint glow of the runes behind me. “It tried to break you.” I swallowed hard. “It almost did.” Ewen exhaled sharply, rubbing the back of his neck. "We should keep moving. This place is unpredictable. The longer we linger

Elixir’s POVEverything around me seemed to fall apart. A face—but not mine—looked back at me. It wore a smirk that felt both familiar and strange. “I’m the choice you didn’t make,” she whispered, her voice curling around me like smoke. Lucian tensed beside me. He stood like a shield but I could see his fingers twitch. He was ready for a fight but had no clue what it was about. Soren and Ewen stood nearby, watching my counterpart closely, breaths even and quiet. Inside, I felt like I might break down. “What… are you?” I asked, barely above a whisper. The counterpart laughed softly. “You know what I am.” She stepped closer. “I’m everything you tried to bury. Everything you didn’t want to be.” I stepped back. My heart raced. The seer, who had been quiet until now, finally spoke. “She is the result of your indecision.” Indecision? My head spun. I had made choices. I had fought. I had felt pain. But it didn’t seem like it was enough. “You’re lying.” My voice was sharp