The Forbidden Heiress At The All Male Alpha Academy-Chapter 211: When the Power Woke

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Chapter 211: When the Power Woke

’Ultimately, I couldn’t protect anything. Everyone would die because of the decisions I made,’

It was really hard to register anything going on around her when she was almost passed out. She knew in a second, she would be pounced on and that would be the end of it.

That would be the end of everyone she tried to protect. And she hated how she couldn’t protect anything.

She wailed in the back of her mind, a tear slipping out.

Sylas’s face flashed in her head, and Zeke followed almost immediately. She reached out to feel the bracelet, and only when she caressed empty skin did she remember it was no longer there.

The wolves lunged.

Theo didn’t see them clearly anymore, but as shadows tearing through the haze of pain and blood. She couldn’t lift a limb anymore, couldn’t make a sound. Just lay there, waiting for the pain and darkness that would come next. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

She braced for teeth for claws.

For the end.

If there was anything she could do - just anything to make sure Ava got out safely. Because honestly, she was sick and tired of everyone around her dying. Having a silver wolf should have meant strength, yet she couldn’t protect a thing.

*Theo...* Seraphina was saying something, but it sounded like her voice was getting warped or something, twisted around itself.

’I can’t let them die’ Theo said, and then something happened.

It was as though something inside her was torn open, torn open forcefully by her grief, her pain, her despair, but more importantly, her will to get back on her feet.

It wasn’t like Seraphina had suddenly grown better. This was deeper, older, and had been buried so far down it hadn’t had a name.

Ava’s shaking breaths behind her.

The weight of every death that followed her like a curse.

’I won’t let you take anyone else.’

The thought wasn’t a decision. It was a trigger, and her closed eyes snapped wide open.

The moment it did, the world stilled, and the wolves froze mid-leap.

Sound vanished. It became more like absence than it was silence, like reality itself had drawn in a breath and forgotten how to release it.

Theo’s head snapped up.

Her eyes were no longer amber.

Silver flooded them, burning like liquid moonlight pouring straight from the core of her soul, spilling out through her gaze, her veins, and her skin.

Cain’s smile vanished, "What—" he breathed.

The air warped into something mysteriously dangerous that he couldn’t fathom, and the floor beneath Theo fractured in a perfect radial pattern, cracks racing outward like veins of broken marble.

The wolves closest to her whimpered in terror as they tried to back away, but their bodies trembled violently as if something unseen had wrapped around their spines.

Then, she rose from the floor.

The Silver light poured out of her chest in a slow, terrible pulse, like a second heart beating outside her body, humming with ancient mystery. It was unforgiving, it was madly overflowing with power.

Seraphina went silent inside her, her face struck with utter awe.

Theo didn’t even raise a finger. She just stared emptily at her targets, and the wolves screamed in agony.

Their bodies convulsed violently as the silver light touched them. It was a burn or a tear of flesh like anyone expected. It just reached into them and stripped something vital away, something that made them wolves.

And one by one, they dropped.

With blood.

Or struggle.

Just this sudden, complete stillness and emptiness, as if their souls had been separated from their wolves and then life itself had been efficiently switched off.

All the wolves hit the floor in uneven thuds.

Dead.

Then, the silver light pulsed once more.

Her legs moved this time, and Theo turned in the direction where Cain stood.

He was no longer there.

Instead, he was standing behind Ava and had her by the neck, his claws already sinking threateningly into her neck, his cruel eyes telling Theo to back off and rethink whatever she had planned for him.

But that seemed to only make it worse, because the light surged forward toward him and simply passed through Ava’s chest without any harm, but the moment it touched him, he was thrown back like a ragdoll, slamming into the far wall hard enough to crack stone. The windows shattered inwardly, and every light in the room exploded simultaneously, plunging the space into a flickering half-darkness lit only by her glow.

Theo stood alone in the centre of it all, as the silver streamed from her eyes like tears she couldn’t shed.

She felt untouchable.

But then, it stopped.

The power suddenly slammed back into her like a tide reversing way too fast, tearing through her nerves, bone, and soul. Pain, unlike anything she’d felt, detonated in her chest, and she screamed, followed by a collapse.

The glow died instantly, vanishing as if it had never even existed at all.

Her body convulsed on the floor as every muscle seized at once. She clawed weakly at the stone, gasping for air that wouldn’t come fast enough because her lungs now felt even smaller. Her vision tunnelled violently, silver spots bursting behind her eyes.

She rolled onto her side, choking on blood.

All she could think of was Ava.

She dragged herself forward, one inch at a time.

Her fingers left smears of blood across the floor as she crawled, her limbs shaking so violently they barely obeyed her.

"A...Ava..." she croaked.

She reached the wall and pulled herself upright halfway, using it as leverage. The room spun wildly with dead wolves everywhere.

Her gaze locked onto Ava. She had also fallen back to her knees after Cain had been thrown off, and she had her hands pressed to her bleeding neck while watching Theo with wide, horrified eyes.

"Theo—" Ava sobbed, trying to stand, "Theo, don’t move, please..."

Theo smiled weakly.

She took one step, and her knees gave out again.

She fell hard, catching herself with her hands while sobbing in pain she didn’t even have the strength to scream through anymore.

"I’m—" she coughed, blood spilling from her mouth, "I’m coming—"

She reached again, and her fingers brushed Ava’s boot.

That was as far as she got.

Theo collapsed fully, her body finally surrendering to everything. Her eyes fluttered desperately, fighting the dark that was dragging her into it.

’Ava’s safe,’ she told herself dimly, ’The heir’s safe. I did it,’

Her hand twitched weakly, reaching once more. The last thing she heard was Ava screaming her name right before the lights went out.