Alpha Twins And Their Hybrid Mate novel Chapter 98

Ava flickered weakly in the recesses of my mind, her energy still recovering from our ordeal. I could feel the weight of despair pressing down on me as I gazed at Claude, crumpled on the floor, blood pooling around him. His fate was uncertain, and I feared I might join him soon. Alpha Rambo loomed before us, a twisted smile spreading across his face as he injected himself with yet another vial of that cursed potion.

Each time the needle pierced his skin, I could see the power coursing through him, swelling like a dark storm. My heart raced as I felt the grip of hopelessness tightening around my throat, making it harder to breathe. I was no match for him in this state; my strength was ebbing, and fear threatened to swallow me whole.

He grabbed me by my throat and lifted me up in the air. I was trembling. Anger, pain, fear. Hopelessness.

Just as I was about to surrender to the darkness creeping in at the edges of my vision, something flickered at the far end of the hall. My breath caught in my throat as I blinked, half-expecting them to vanish like smoke.

No this can’t be.

I am dreaming, Indeed I am.

But no, they were real—Nathan and Tristan, storming towards me like avenging angels. Nathan was filled with rage and worry.

My vision blurred but my heart surged with a hope I dared not believe.

I hit the ground hard, gasping for air as my strength faded. But the moment I fell, a primal instinct surged within me.

Rambo stepped forward, fueled by the potions coursing through his veins. “You think you can challenge me? Look at her!” His voice was a thunderclap. “She’s nothing now.”

Alpha Rambo sneered at them, his confidence seemingly unaffected. “You’re too late, boys. I’ve already won.” He injected himself again, muscles rippling under the strain as he prepared to unleash his newfound strength. Each dose transformed him, making him more monstrous, and I couldn’t shake the thought that this power was tainted, poisoned by the witch’s dark magic.

“Ava,” I whispered through my mindlink, struggling to focus as the world around me blurred. “Is there anything we can do?”

She stirred within me, her voice barely a whisper.

I remember a spell, Ella. It’s risky, but it might be our only chance. You need to trust me.

I latched onto her words, pushing against the suffocating fear. “What do I need to do?”

Recite the incantation I’ll guide you through. You have the power of the white wolf within you. Use it.

With the twins’ determination behind me, I found my voice, a spark igniting in my chest as I locked eyes with Rambo. “You’re not going to win this,” I shouted, channeling every ounce of my energy into the spell Ava was teaching me.