Semua Bab Elixir: Fated To The Three Alpha : Bab 31 - Bab 40

Elixir’s POV The world imploded. Stone crumbled. The walls that once caged us turned to dust, sucked into the gaping void beyond. A force- ravenous, all-consuming- ripped through the ruins, swallowing the torches, the air, the very fabric of reality. I tumbled backward, my body weightless, plummeting into a darkness so absolute it devoured my breath. My scream never left my throat. Then- impact. A shockwave tore through me as I crashed onto an unseen surface. But it wasn’t stone. It wasn’t solid. It pulsed beneath me, a sick, shifting mass. Lucian landed beside me, his sword already drawn, his eyes scanning. Ewen and Soren weren’t here. Just the two of us. The space around us was vast yet suffocating, shifting in unnatural ways. Faint pulses of red light flickered in the air, illuminating the truth. We were standing on something alive. My stomach twisted. The ground beneath us slithered, a thick, pulsating mass of flesh and bone, stitched together by sinew. Faces

Elixir’s POVThe ground opened up beneath me.One second, I was running. The next, I was falling into a dark pit. I barely had time to scream before the air rushed past me. I gasped for breath. I clawed at nothing, hoping for something to grab. But there was nothing. No ledge, no rope, no helping hands. Just empty darkness.The wind howled around me. Or was it something else? It felt alive, sliding through my hair and chilling my skin. It seemed to know who I was. It called my name in a mix of voices that wasn’t mine.I twisted in the air, heart racing and stomach churning. How long was I falling? Seconds? Minutes? Time felt strange, twisting around me.Then I hit something.It wasn’t the hard landing I expected. Instead, I landed on something soft. It felt like sinking into thick mud. I gasped, forcing my body to move.My hands pressed into the surface. It was warm and pulsing.I jerked my hands back. Panic shot through me.This wasn’t stone or dirt. This was flesh.The thought mad

Lucian's POVLucian breathed sharply, his fingers gripping his sword tightly. The cold air in the old temple was thick with dust and decay. Elixir was next to him, her face serious. The weight of their fight still showed in her eyes. Her heart raced, but she stood tall, not showing any fear. Soren struggled to rise from the rubble, wincing as he held his side. Blood stained his fingers. “That guy isn’t dead,” he muttered, scanning the dark corners. “I can feel it.” Ewen, barely keeping his balance, nodded. “He’s watching us.” Lucian didn’t need to say anything. He already knew. The air felt heavy like it was waiting for something. Veylan was still alive. The cut Lucian had made showed that the creature could bleed, but that didn’t mean he would die. The temple groaned, the stones shifting. It wasn’t just a battleground; it felt like a grave waiting for someone. Elixir stepped forward. “We’ve got to go. If this place falls again, we won’t survive.” Lucian looked at her, knowing

Elixir's POVElixir was breathing fast. Her heart raced as she felt the air around her. It was thick and heavy, as if something was watching her. In front of her stood a golden throne. It shined brightly even in the dim light of the torches flickering around the room. The throne seemed to call to her. Not in words. Not in whispers. But in a way that pulled at her inner self.She moved forward cautiously. Her boots barely made a sound on the shiny black stone floor. As soon as her fingers touched the arm of the throne, flames burst to life on the walls. A strange orange glow filled the room.Then she saw her.Sitting on the throne was someone who looked just like her. But it wasn’t a reflection. No, it was another Elixir.This doppelganger looked similar, but there was something off about her. She sat still and seemed to command the space around her. Her eyes were a bright gold that almost looked like they were burning. A smug smile played on her lips, as if she’d been waiting for this

Elixir's PovElixir’s heart raced as Lucian's question echoed in the still air of the temple. What did you see? he asked, his voice tense.Images flashed in her mind. Her twin's hand gripped her tightly, almost as if he was trying to pull something dark from inside her. She could hear her voice, but it felt wrong, distorted. It was like a bad dream that wouldn't fade away. She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the fear. Now was not the time to share those thoughts.Lucian’s silver eyes bored into her. He studied her face as if trying to read her thoughts. “Elixir,” he said sharply. “What. Did. You. See?” She took too long to respond, and she could feel his impatience grow. He grabbed her wrist. His touch felt solid and reassuring. But it also held a strength that demanded honesty. “I need the truth.” Elixir curled her fingers into tight fists. She could share what she saw. But the words were heavy. They felt dangerous like they would cut through this fragile moment.So, she