The Alpha's Unclaimed Mate novel Chapter 148

Chapter 148: Crown Said Mine. Sword Said BET.

Serena’s instincts took over.

Sparkling magic erupted from her palm, nothing like the gold she was used to.

It wrapped around the blade in midair, stopping it three inches from her chest. Three inches. So close that she could feel heat radiating from the dark magic. And what stood between her and death looked like it belonged at a six-year-old’s birthday party.

Then it fell to the ground with a clatter, still trapped in its shimmering cocoon.

Serena felt Fin’s terror through their matebond. Raw, unfiltered, the kind of fear that belongs to a man who would burn a fortress to its foundation before he watched a blade touch her.

The High General stared at it. Then his eyes flicked to Serena.

His expression shifted from confusion to disbelief and landed on what looked suspiciously like professional embarrassment at being thwarted by glitter.

"You are Fae then, aren’t you."

It wasn’t a question.

He snatched another blade from his belt and launched it, moving with a lethal speed that no Fae should possess.

But this blade was different.

Serena heard it humming as it flew towards her. She felt drawn to it, pulled by something instinctive that recognized the weapon even though she had never seen it before.

She moved at alpha speed without thought, blurring sideways, and spun with the momentum.

The blade grazed the air where her chest had been. Mid-spin, her hand shot out, fingers closing around the hilt as it flew past. She pulled the weapon into her rotation so smoothly, it looked like she’d choreographed it.

She hadn’t. She’d never done anything remotely like it before. And she had no idea how she did it. But it looked incredible.

Fin, still on his knees, had gone completely rigid. He watched with the expression of a man who had accepted that his mate was going to give him a heart attack on a regular basis and this was his new normal.

Hyran and Aeron both observed with detached analytical interest, for an entirely different reason. Her Alpha speed should not have been possible. The dampening wards suppressed all wolf abilities. Neither had an explanation.

As soon as her fingers closed around the hilt, pink light detonated outward from her body. Every torch in the room blew out and for a few heartbeats, the only light in the fortress came from her.

Then the throne room ignited. Ancient script blazed across the walls and ceiling. Older than anything Serena had ever seen. It reminded her of Draken-Vorah, but woven with a second script forming something new. Something that had been waiting for her.

Aeron’s mouth fell open. He leaned forward against his cuffs, craning his neck to study the script on the ceiling, completely forgetting where he was and what was happening.

Hyran elbowed him so hard Aeron’s chains rattled.

Aeron looked at him. His face said, Two scripts woven into one. The one you pretend I don’t know about, and something older.

Hyran shot him a look right back that said, I know. This changes everything we thought we knew about pre-Orosian language. But we are currently hostages in goddamn chains.

Then both of their gazes snapped back to Serena, because why would it stop there.

A crown vibrated into existence on Serena’s head, forming from pure light.

It was the crown from the vault. She knew the feel of it.

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