Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 279

Chapter 279 Shards Of Glass

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Was I going insane?

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For a moment, I thought I was hallucinating. My knees weakened beneath me, and my grip faltered against Kyle’s arm at my throat. My daughter couldn’t be here. I left her behind in Fenra–safe with Noelle, Sol, and her grandparents. I made sure of it. I burned the image into my mind before stepping into this nightmare, reminding myself over and over–Calla is safe. She is away from this darkness. She is not here.

However, the small figure at the far end of the hall wasn’t a mirage.

“Mommy?”

My blood froze.

It wasn’t only me. Everyone stared at her. I even felt Kyle’s breath hitch against my ear, his blade faltering at my throat. His entire body trembled for the briefest of seconds, betraying a crack in his hardened mask.

Then, before I could process what was happening, Calla was right in front of me. One second she stood across the hall, the next she was here, slipping her small hand into mine. My body jolted, every instinct screaming at me that this was impossible, yet my heart recognized her warmth instantly.

“Mommy,” she whispered again.

“Get that child!” Azalea’s voice thundered across the hall, breaking the stillness.

Just as I was about to shield Calla with my own body, I felt an invisible pull–like threads snapping me out of place. The ground yanked away beneath me, and in the blink of an eye, I was no longer where I stood. I stumbled, gasping as my vision blurred, and then realized that Calla had moved me.

She had teleported me.

I staggered, trying to make sense of it, when her voice rang in my ears again.

“Calla… what are you doing here?”

I barely finished the question when a fireball was hurled our way. The fire missed us entirely, exploding into the marble floor where we’d stood seconds ago. The shockwave rattled my bones, but I was somewhere else–whiplashed into another spot across the hall.

I gasped, clutching my daughter’s hand tighter.

“Mommy, you need to help,” she said firmly.

Another surge of power crashed toward, and once more, we vanished, reappearing in yet of the estate.

“Calla, what-“I tried to catch my breath, “what are you talking about?”

She looked at me, eyes wide, full of knowing. “Mommy, poison!”

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My heart pounded against my ribs. “Poison? What do you mean?”

Across the hall, Azalea’s shrick rang out. “Get them! Bring her back to me!”

The soldiers surged forward. But Calla’s hand squeezed mine. “I saw again,” she whispered. Another teleport. I nearly vomited from the speed of it, but she kept me steady. “Daddy will die if you don’t help. Aunt Arden, too, and everyone here.”

Her words pierced me, chilling me to my bones. I looked into her eyes, and I saw nothing but the truth. She had seen this herself.

“What do I need to do?” I asked urgently. My lungs burned, but I tightened my grip on her. “Tell me!” She didn’t hesitate. “Poison, Mommy. All the armored men are poisoned. You can help. I’ll help you.”

Azalea screamed a spell again. The armored men lunged, but for the first time since this war began, I wasn’t afraid.

I didn’t know how Calla had this power and why she had it. Her energy wasn’t like Azalea’s, which was dark and suffocating. It radiated light, pure and warm, like the sun after endless storm clouds. She was born with it, and with that, I understood. This was no accident.

She was here to save us.

I closed my eyes, inhaled, and reached inward. With her hand in mine, I felt my strength return. She was channeling me, and I was channeling her.

“Let’s do it together,” I whispered.

She nodded, her chin tiltin

up with resolve.

The soldiers charged. I forward with Calla, each step leaving behind the echo of her power. When

the first soldier’s blade swung down at us, Calla tugged–and we vanished, reappearing at his back. I reached out, pressing my hand to his armor.

The darkness burned against my skin, but I pulled the poison out of him. The soldier staggered, the crimson glow in his chest sputtering until it vanished. He collapsed, alive but powerless, freed from Azalea’s control.

Another soldier came. Another teleport. Another detox.

Calla’s voice rang in my ears with each move. “Here, Mommy. Now. Again!”

We danced across the battlefield, darting between storms of fire and waves of shadow, slipping through cracks of reality itself as Calla teleported us from one spot to another. Each time we landed, I struck, purging the corruption from the armored men. One by one, their power fizzled. One by one, Azalea’s army shrank.

I could hear Rowan screaming my name, Cade roaring commands, Elias rallying the others—but my focus never wavered. I was exactly where I needed to be.

With every soldier I touched, Azalea’s shriek grew more desperate.

“No! No!” Her voice split the air. Her magic cracked, faltering as her army crumbled before her eyes.

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I stood tall, breath ragged, sweat clinging to my brow, but my daughter’s hand was still in mine, her light pouring into me like a lifeline.

The last guard sagged in my arms, sweat beading on her brow, her eyes wide with sudden clarity as the darkness drained out of her. I exhaled shakily, detoxifying her, and the rush of energy leaving me nearly dropped me to my knees. That was when I felt it. Zaria was lunging for me, teeth bared. Before I could react. Arden was already there.

Her hand snapped into Zaria’s hair, yanking her head back hard enough to wrench a cry from her throat. Arden’s knee rammed into her stomach, folding her in half. Then, without hesitation, she smashed the base of a wine glass into Zaria’s side. The glass cracked with a vicious pop, and Zaria crumpled.

My eyes widened. “Arden-”

“Give me Calla,” she snapped.

I nodded, not wasting breath. My hands shook as I passed her over, but Arden’s grip was calm and resolute.

I staggered, every step like trudging through thick water. However, Rowan was suddenly. there. His arm slid around me, holding me upright. I leaned into him for a second before forcing myself to stand straighter.

“We can do this,” I whispered hoarsely. “We can finally end this.”

Those of us left standing lifted our heads. Most of us were injured, bleeding, and exhausted, but we were alive. And together, we turned toward her.

Azalea.

Her back was pressed against the far wall, her hands clawing at the air like a trapped animal.

And then she looked at him.

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