Rise of the Warrior Queen (Kaia and Silver) novel Chapter 37

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CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

KAIA’S POV

I watched Silver walk away, looking more frustrated than I’d ever seen him.

The boy in my arms had gone quiet again, his shallow breaths the only proof that he was still with us. Dr. Grayson remained focused, his hands working quickly, but his expression was tense and distracted.

I stayed kneeling beside them, but my eyes kept drifting to the window.

“Kaia! She’s here,” one of the warriors murmured from across the room near the window.

I looked up sharply. “Who?!”

“Elder Agatha!” he replied.

I frowned. “Agatha?”

He nodded. “She just arrived. She’s currently approaching the pack house. I think she’s trying to clear the

eclipse.”

I stood slowly, not wanting to disturb the boy’s fragile body in my arms. I handed him gently to one of the

females, then crossed the room and joined the others at the window.

The night outside was suffocatingly dark. The moon was still cloaked by the eclipse.

And there, in the middle of the yard, stood Elder Agatha.

Her arms were raised in the air and her lips were moving, though from this distance, we couldn’t hear her

words. Still, we felt them.

“What’s she doing exactly?” someone asked from behind me.

“Trying to clear it,” I replied quietly, even though I wasn’t entirely sure myself. “The eclipse… it wasn’t natural. That much is obvious. She’s trying to break through whatever’s holding it. I think.”

Minutes passed.

The glow around Agatha grew brighter–then suddenly it faltered. Her body jerked once, as though something struck her in the chest. She staggered backward a few steps, then caught herself before she fell.

Gasps echoed in the room as people drew closer to the window to take a look.

“She’s under attack,” Dr. Grayson said grimly, his eyes locked on the scene. “Not by anything we can see, obviously. But something is pushing back. Whatever is causing this eclipse seems to be more powerful than

we realize.”

I frowned. “She’s not alone out there, is she?”

“No,” someone whispered. “But whatever she’s facing… it’s not on this plane.”

Outside, the wind screamed loudly, causing everyone to flinch and cover their ears.

It wasn’t natural wind. It whistled and howled like it had a voice of its own. It sounded almost furious. The

trees bent toward Agatha, and the very air around her changed to something else.

“She’s using soulcraft,” Grayson muttered, causing my head to snap to him.

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“Soulcraft?” I asked, frowning in confusion.

He nodded. “It’s old magic. Quite dangerous, too. It means she’s speaking directly to the forces behind this

eclipse.”

My jaw dropped in shock.

So much for her not being a seer–or a witch, for that matter. The only thing missing right now was a tall hat and a flying broom.

What the hell…

We watched in stunned silence as Agatha raised her hands again. The wind surged–then split around her like waves breaking on rock. Her feet lifted slightly off the ground, her eyes glowing white.

Suddenly, there was a crack in the sky.

Just a flicker. A line of light split through the dark veil covering the moon. It was gone in a heartbeat, but we

all saw it.

“She’s breaking through,” I breathed.

But the moment hope touched our chests, the shadows retaliated.

A blast of black mist shot out from behind the trees, slamming into Agatha’s barrier, and immediately the

light sputtered. Her body convulsed mid–air, then she dropped to her knees.

Her hands slammed against the earth, causing the yard to tremble.

“She’s weakening,” someone whispered.

“No,” I said, stepping closer to the glass. “She’s fighting. That’s not weakness. That’s… resistance.”

Agatha rose again, slower this time. Her clothes were torn now, and there was blood running from her mouth

and nose. She was speaking again–louder, and more forcefully this time.

Then, all at once, light shot upward into the sky and struck the veil around the moon.

This time, we all flinched as the impact sent out a ringing sound–not in the air, but inside our heads.

It was like a bell tolling in the spirit world.

And for a moment, we thought it was over.

Then the unthinkable happened.

A hollow, echoing sound rolled across the yard, like laughter. It sounded mocking. Agatha stumbled back as

the shadows swirled and wrapped tighter around the moon, almost as if mocking her defiance.

The light from her spell flickered again, as if it was going out, and I pressed my hand to the window, my heart pounding loudly in my ears. “Come on, Agatha…”

Just when I thought the light was gone for good, a low sound started to rise in the air. It was soft at first–like distant thunder–but it grew louder and stronger.

Then-

Crack!

A bright white beam of light shot out from nowhere and flew into the sky. It hit the darkness around the moon

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like a sword, tearing it apart. A powerful blast spread across the yard, and we all felt the ground shake,

The sky broke open.

We all covered our eyes as the fake eclipse shattered like broken glass. Behind it, the real moon appeared

full and glowing.

And just like that, the darkness was gone.

For a moment, everything was quiet–like the world was holding its breath.

Then we heard it.

Thud after thud coming from outside, as the people who had been possessed started dropping one by one. Some dropped to their knees, while others just collapsed. Then everyone went quiet. No more growling or strange movements. Just silence and falling bodies.

Some were groaning softly. Some didn’t move at all.

“Open the doors!” I shouted.

The front doors opened slowly and cool breeze rushed in, carrying the fresh smell of clean air.

I ran outside without waiting, and others followed.

“Check them!” Dr. Grayson ordered the warriors. “Make sure they’re still alive! Bring stretchers!”

I ran past the fallen pack members and reached Agatha.

She was lying in a guard’s arms, unmoving. Her hair was wet with sweat, and blood stained her lips. But she was breathing–slowly and weakly.

“She’s alive,” the guard said.

I dropped to my knees beside her. My hands hovered over her face. I didn’t know whether to touch her or just hug her.

Because she had done it.

She had saved us all.

All around the yard, more and more pack members were waking up. Some were coughing, others looked lost and scared. But their eyes–they were clear again. No more darkness.

The eclipse was truly gone.

Whatever had taken control of them had finally left.

“Bring them inside,” I called. “All of them. Don’t leave anyone out here alone.”

Everyone moved fast. Warriors and helpers picked up the injured, covered them with blankets, called for water and supplies. People moved like they were still in shock, but also deeply relieved.

We didn’t have words for what had just happened.

As for me, I stayed beside Agatha.

She had stood out here alone… against something none of us could see…

And she won,

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