When The Moon Hides Her Crown (Seraphina) by Pooja novel Chapter 311

THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW

“RONAN!!” Seraphina screamed at the top of her lungs.

He took the rod that was meant to kill her. It went through his stomach completely, stopping just a few inches from hers. The sight froze everyone in horror.

“LYCAN KING!!” Felix shouted, running towards him but a powerful spirit attacked him, sending him far away.

Finn’s eyes fixed on Seraphina’s pale face, while Asher stood completely still, his eyes fixed only on Ronan shielding Seraphina with his own body, even though he had been stabbed. Since Darious was her father, he did not attack him, even though Darious was already dead. The reason for this was Seraphina.

Ryker grinned at Seraphina, “You protected your people from my dark magic but what about the guilt buried deep within them? The guilt that led your father to step into my darkness willingly,”

Seraphina could not breath hearing Ryker. The guilt towards Seraphina led Alpha Darious to willingly give up his life and accept the darkness. His mind was played by Ryker.

Seraphina’s protectors, however, could not stand ideally by. They were triggered and became violent witnessing her life being threatened. At that moment Alpha Darious whether he was alive or not became their enemy.

Theo and the others roared, their bloodthirsty intent sharpening as they charged toward Ryker, the reason for all of this. They all tried to reach him, slaughtering any spirit in their path. Meanwhile, Silas and Aran lost all control.

Engulfed in black energy, Silas attacked Alpha Darious with a force that sent him hurtling across the space. Before he could land, Aran, burning in white, was already there, and they both went wild, losing all sense of their surroundings. They were merciless with Darious, never giving him a chance to act or defend as the spirits around them burned with the intensity of both of their auras. The sight was terrifying, shaking everyone to their core. Felix locked in the deadly fight with two spirits, witnessed their destruction for a moment, finally saw the true, bone chilling power of the Goddess' protectors.

Ronan groaned, his body trembling as he slowly pulled the rod from his stomach. Blood poured from the wound, staining the ground beneath him. Since it was not a silver rod, his lycan had already started working on stopping the bleeding. The stab blazed blood red.

Seraphina stood frozen, her mind reeling with everything that had just happened. Alpha Gideon and so many others that she cared about died. Her father was killed even though he was dead. And Ronan had been stabbed.

Her heart bled as she realized it was happening almost the same as nine hundred years ago. Everything was repeating itself.

The prophecy was still in play.

All these deaths, Ryker, and everything else was happening because of her. She watched the spirits turning and running towards Ryker as he absorbed them.

Seraphina slowly shifted her gaze to Finn, then to Asher. Their eyes locked on her face as her lips parted. They read her lips and froze, reading the words there.

Still absorbing the spirits, Ryker spread his arms wide, and the sky above him darkened ominously, thunder cracking violently. “You showed me your ritual,” he sneered, locking his bloodthirsty eyes with Seraphina, “And now it’s time for you to witness mine. Witness what I mean when I say no one in this world can kill dark magic,” with a thunder, the five dark nails appeared burning in dark energy appeared in the sky above him, “Your father was just the beginning,” he growled, glaring deep into her eyes with finality, “Now everyone will die because of you, Seraphina.” He spread the nails in five different directions.

The mark between her brows returned, glowing with divine energy under Ronan’s gaze as she shifted her gaze back at Ryker and glared, “Show me how you can kill them when the God of Death himself is protecting them.”

Ryker grinned, welcoming her with all of his darkness.

She charged at Ryker, who was already advancing toward her, engulfed in his ultimate and final dark power.

Ryker charged toward her, his dark powers at full force. Both of them were about to clash.

But the shadow of the blooming white flower behind Seraphina was no longer pure. It had shifted, now tainted with darkness.

“Wait…what is she doing?” Silas gasped, his voice filled with horror.