The Apocalyptic Queen's Werewolf Journey (Thora and Darius) novel Chapter 149

**Shadows Hearts by Joseph King**
**Chapter 149: Trace the Kill Shot**

Inside the small, unassuming box lay a gemstone, its hue a mesmerizing deep emerald green. The moment the lid was lifted and the gem was exposed to the open air, it emitted a faint yet captivating pulse of green light, a heartbeat of its own, before swiftly fading into a tranquil stillness.

Thora felt her heart skip a beat as she froze, caught in the moment. With a mix of curiosity and trepidation, she reached out and picked it up, letting it rest gently in her palm.

As soon as the cool surface touched her skin, the blue light that enveloped her soulstone erupted into vibrant life, shimmering like a beacon in the dim room.

“Thora! That energy is insane!” Amie’s voice echoed in her mind, a blend of excitement and awe. Thora could almost picture her companion’s tail wagging furiously in anticipation. “Our ability just spiked—big time! Even my power feels stronger!”

Thora’s eyes sparkled with joy, her heart racing at the surge of energy coursing through her.

For werewolves like her, the essence of their power was intertwined with their wolf spirit. The raw wolf power served as the physical foundation, fueling their strength and speed, while their unique abilities acted as a mental extension, unlocking supernatural skills that set them apart.

These two forces could operate independently; she had experienced that when Amie lay dormant, yet Thora still harnessed enhanced strength and speed, relying solely on her innate abilities to stand against fully awakened werewolves.

But when the two merged, the results could be devastating. The more potent the ability, the more effectively it could channel the wolf power, creating a formidable force.

Thora’s mind raced with the implications. Had this gem surfaced in the black market during the apocalypse, it would have ignited a frenzy, bloodshed spilling in torrents over its possession. She hadn’t anticipated that this radiant stone was the secret concealed behind that seemingly innocuous key.

In this era, true ability users were as rare as diamonds, with no official records to speak of. How had her grandfather acquired something so extraordinary? Did he even grasp its true significance?

The original Thora had never awakened her wolf spirit; she hadn’t exhibited any signs of possessing an ability. There was no way her grandfather could have foreseen this future.

Perhaps he had simply recognized its value, unaware of the depths of its power?

And as for those who were pursuing the key…

Thora’s gaze hardened, her thoughts sharpening into focus. There was no point in overanalyzing the situation.

The stone was now firmly in her grasp. Whatever challenges lay ahead, she would confront them head-on.

With deliberate care, she looped a cord around the green gem and tucked it against her skin. The cool touch sent a sharp wave of clarity coursing through her body, instantly heightening her senses.

She concentrated, feeling the energy swell within her. Suddenly, several large pieces of furniture around the room began to levitate, gliding effortlessly into new positions as if guided by an unseen hand.

This time, her ability maintained its hold for a full ten minutes, and to her surprise, she felt no fatigue.

As she released her power, the objects settled back into their original places with a gentle thud. A rare, satisfied smile broke across her face, a fleeting moment of triumph.

The stone’s ability-enhancing effect could only be triggered once; after that, it would become inert, a mere trinket in her possession.

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