All Chapters of His Hunger, My Curse : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The cavern air was cold—too cold. Lena’s breath came in short, uneven gasps as she staggered forward, her boots skidding over loose gravel. The weight of the book in her arms felt unbearable now, pressing against her ribs like something alive.Cassian was at her side, his grip firm on her wrist as he guided her through the dimly lit tunnel beyond the collapsed chamber. Idris and Dorian were close behind, their footfalls hurried, tense.No one spoke.Not until they reached the next clearing—a vast, open space carved from ancient stone, where flickering torches lined the walls, casting strange, elongated shadows.Lena exhaled, bending slightly, her hands on her knees. The sensation from before—the pull of the Rift—hadn’t faded. If anything, it had deepened, thrumming in her chest like a second heartbeat.Dorian was the first to break the silence. “Okay, can we just—pause for a second? Because I’d really like to discuss how we just barely survived being crushed to death and that thing in

Darkness consumed everything.Lena gasped, reaching for something—anything—but there was nothing to hold onto. The ground beneath her had vanished, replaced by an abyss that stretched endlessly in all directions. A chilling wind howled through the void, carrying echoes of voices, whispers that slithered into her mind.She wasn’t alone.Cassian’s voice cut through the darkness. “Lena?”“I’m here!” she called, heart hammering. “Where are you?”No answer.Then, a flicker of light—a dim glow appearing ahead, revealing Cassian standing several feet away. But something was wrong. His stance was rigid, his expression blank, and his silver eyes burned with an unnatural light.“Cassian?” she whispered, stepping forward.He didn’t move.The light expanded, illuminating more figures. Idris stood beside Cassian, his face pale, his usual confidence absent. Dorian was there too, his hands clenched into fists, jaw tight. They weren’t looking at her. They were looking past her.Lena turned.Behind he

Lena’s breath came in sharp, ragged gasps as she steadied herself against Cassian’s grip. The cavern swam back into focus, the flickering torchlight casting jagged shadows along the stone walls. The mark on her wrist pulsed with renewed energy, a steady rhythm that echoed in her bones.She had passed the second trial.But something was wrong.The ground beneath them trembled, and a deep, guttural sound reverberated through the air—a sound that didn’t belong to any living creature. The Rift wasn’t retreating. It was responding.“Lena,” Cassian’s voice was tight with concern. “What happened in there?”She exhaled slowly, her fingers still curled into fists. “It showed me the worst of myself—the version of me that gave in to the Rift’s power. I had to destroy her.”Dorian let out a low breath. “You fought yourself again? Maybe we should start worrying about your self-esteem.”Lena shot him a look. “Not funny.”Idris, who had remained eerily quiet, finally spoke. “The Rift isn’t testing y

Lena paced the length of the camp, her thoughts tangled in the crimson sky above. The Rift’s presence pressed against her senses, a silent, pulsing awareness she couldn’t escape. It wasn’t attacking her. It wasn’t resisting.But it was there.Cassian hadn’t spoken much since Idris left, his jaw tight as he sharpened his blade. Dorian, for once, wasn’t cracking jokes. The weight of what they had seen had settled over them all, thick as a storm.“We can’t just sit here,” Cassian said suddenly, breaking the silence.Lena turned to him. “What do you suggest?”He met her gaze, steady and unyielding. “We find out what the Rift is doing. We don’t wait for it to come to us.”Dorian exhaled. “Much as I hate agreeing with Cassian, he has a point. That sky isn’t just for show.” He gestured upward. “The last time something like this happened, entire cities collapsed.”Lena’s pulse spiked. “Then we need to move.”Before they could plan their next step, the trees rustled—and Idris emerged from the

The weight of Lena’s words settled over them like a suffocating fog.“I have to destroy it.”Silence stretched between them. The Rift pulsed inside her, waiting. Watching. It was always watching.Cassian’s jaw clenched. “That’s not an option.”Dorian scoffed, crossing his arms. “You say that like she has a better one.”Lena exhaled, forcing her voice to stay steady. “I don’t.” She turned toward the monolith, its runes pulsing like the heartbeat of something ancient. “If we let this continue, the Rift will consume everything. It doesn’t stop. It doesn’t fade. It only grows.”Idris studied her, his sharp gaze assessing. “You think you can destroy it?”“I have to try.”Cassian stepped closer, lowering his voice. “And if it destroys you first?”Lena held Cassian’s gaze, willing herself not to waver. “Then you stop me before it’s too late.”His jaw tightened, but he didn’t argue. He didn’t have to. They all knew the risks.The monolith stood before them, its runes burning with eerie light,