All Chapters of BETROTHED TO THE ALPHA MAFIA KING : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

CHAPTER 22:Elara's PerspectiveThe days following our return from the Nexus were filled with a sense of purpose and urgency. The luminescent crystal bestowed upon us by the Guardian served as a constant reminder of our mission to protect the balance among the realms. Its gentle pulsations seemed to synchronize with the very heartbeat of the Nexus, a silent testament to the interconnectedness of all existence.One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm amber glow over the landscape, I found myself drawn to the temple's courtyard. The air was thick with the scent of blooming jasmine, and the distant chirping of crickets provided a soothing melody. Lost in contemplation, I barely noticed Damian's approach until he stood beside me, his presence grounding and reassuring."Elara," he began, his voice tinged with concern, "I've been sensing disturbances within the Nexus. Faint tremors, like ripples in a pond."I turned to him, our eyes locking in mutual understanding.

CHAPTER 24:Elara’s PerspectiveThe war room was filled with tension so thick it was almost suffocating. The once-opulent space had transformed into a battlefield of its own—maps covered in strategic markings, reports of strange occurrences stacking up on the long wooden table, and the steady hum of voices arguing over tactics.I stood at the head of it all, my fingers pressed against the cool surface of the table as I took a deep breath. This was happening. The alliances we had fought to forge were in place, the warriors prepared. But doubt still lingered in the eyes of those around me."We need to strike first," Niko said, his voice sharp. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his usual smirk absent. "Waiting gives Malakar time to grow stronger. We’ve already seen what his influence can do—those creatures slipping through the portals? That’s just the beginning.""Attacking blindly is suicide," Lena countered, flipping through the latest report. "We still don’t know his full

CHAPTER 26:Elara’s PerspectiveThe world was eerily silent in the aftermath of Malakar’s fall. The Nexus chamber, once a swirling mass of shadows and corruption, was crumbling. The energy that had fed the darkness for so long was finally dissipating, leaving behind only ruins and echoes of battles fought.I swayed slightly, exhaustion slamming into me like a tidal wave. My body ached from the strain of wielding the Guardian’s crystal, and my mind still reeled from the things I had seen in Malakar’s domain.But we had won.Damian’s grip on my hand was the only thing keeping me grounded. His knuckles were bruised, his expression hard but… relieved. We had barely survived, but we were still here.“Is it… over?” Niko asked, rubbing the back of his head as he staggered to his feet. His usually cocky demeanor was subdued, his eyes scanning the ruins with caution.Lena groaned from where she sat slumped against a broken pillar. “Feels over,” she muttered. “Though I wouldn’t be surprised if

CHAPTER 28:Elara’s PerspectiveFear coiled in my gut like a living thing, but I crushed it down. I had seen the past. I had felt the weight of my failures from another life. But this time—this time, I would not lose.Damian held me steady, his grip grounding me as the ancient Keeper’s words echoed in my mind."The one who destroyed her before is already awake."The darkness in the Vault of Echoes thickened as if it had heard the warning, shifting around us like unseen eyes watching, waiting. The book on the altar was still open, its pages rustling though there was no wind. My mind was still reeling from the visions—the golden towers, the war, the woman who had carried this very crystal before me. The woman who was me in another time.I forced myself to stand, shaking off the last vestiges of the vision. “Who is he?” I demanded, my voice stronger than I felt.The Keeper studied me with something that might have been pity. “You know the answer,” he said softly. “You have always known.”

CHAPTER 30:Elara’s PerspectiveThe journey back to Damian’s estate was tense, the weight of what we had learned pressing down on all of us. The wind howled through the abandoned streets, carrying whispers that felt like echoes of the darkness we had encountered. The ruins of the old city stretched around us, broken towers and shattered monuments bathed in the cold light of the moon.Ravik was awake—or close to it.The memory of his voice still clung to my skin like ice. His words haunted me."You always come back, but you never win."I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I forced myself to keep moving. Not this time.Damian walked beside me, silent but watchful. He hadn’t said much since we left the Vault, but I could feel his presence—strong, steady, unwavering. It was strange how much I had come to rely on him, how much his presence anchored me when everything else felt like it was slipping away.Lena and Niko moved ahead, scanning the ruins for any signs of moveme