Chapter 314 314: Awakening II

Lyla

This moment, this fight… was to his delight because he was harnessing the powers, using them to awaken himself and escape the curse. My weakness was his strength.

I have to stop.

"I have to stop," I murmured, hoping Nanny could hear me. Everything was sounding so far away.

"What did you say?" I heard her ask.

"I have to stop," I murmured again, trying not to cry. "He's using my strength… that's why I'm weak. Please help me stop…"

"What!" Nanny brought her ear close to my mouth. "What are you saying?"

The Blue Cloak had reached Ramsey. I wanted to scream out, gods!, I tried to call out to Ramsey, but the words were stuck in my throat, and I could barely keep my eyes open.

Lenny saw the cloak but not the knife… Just as he realised… the knife glittered in the hot afternoon sun…

Ten thousand years ago, when the sun shone so fiercely in the sky like it was now, Neriah had witnessed the death of her mate, Thames, dying in the arms of the man she had to marry, Rian.

I watched as the knife came up again, glittering with sun and blood…

"Lyla!" I heard Nanny's voice calling my name from afar.

I was so weak, I couldn't answer.

ago, Neriah

cheek as I turned to stare at the sun… I couldn't stop

buckled,

sounds of battle grew distant, as if

used too

a brilliant white light approached through the darkness. It moved with purpose, racing toward me like a comet. As it drew closer,

I whispered

in this strange in-between place. She was radiant, and her fur shimmered with a soft glow.

her voice echoing in my

don't understand," I said. "I used all my power

singing, your transformation ability—it drains you because the Dark One feeds on

flooded my mind. How was Nymeris here? Had she ever truly died? Was this just a hallucination as

wait," Nymeris

I channelled when singing, but something

circle, Nanny kneeling beside me with tears streaming down her face. My elite guards and the

pouring into transforming the

the movement made Nanny gasp in shock. "Lyla?

stronger than it had been in days. "I

but I raised my hand. Blue flame erupted from my palm—not the gentle healing energy I usually channelled, but raw

to transform them. I

was my job: to weaken every Feral and let the

hand, blue flames shot forth, striking Ferals and dropping them

Killian shouted

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