The Alpha's Forbidden Vow novel Chapter 92

POV: Cora

I watched them from the shadows of the cave, a silent observer of a bond so powerful it was almost a physical presence in the air.

My craft was magic, the manipulation of energies, and the energy between the Alpha and his mate was like nothing I had ever witnessed.

As a witch, I could see it.

It was a living, breathing thing, a cord of shimmering silver light that connected their souls.

It was frayed and damaged in places, scarred by years of pain and misunderstanding.

But here, in this crucible of suffering, it was beginning to heal.

Selene’s own power was a constant surprise. She was a natural, an untapped well of profound ability.

Her Silvermoon aura, that innate, calming energy, was a gentle, constant balm against the dark, thorny magic of the Shadowthorn poison.

She didn't even know she was doing it.

As she cared for him, her aura would flow from her, a soft, lunar glow that only I could see. It didn't destroy the poison, but it soothed the sharpest edges of his pain, anchoring his spirit when the delirium threatened to pull him under completely.

Without her, he would have been lost days ago.

She was his only hope.

And he, in turn, was mine.

I did not hide my motivations from myself. I was no selfless saint.

Gratitude was a powerful motivator, yes. He had saved my life from the rogues. My own code of honor, what little of it I had left, demanded that I repay such a debt.

But survival was a more potent driver.

The wolves who had been hunting me were not just random rogues. They were enforcers, sent by my old coven.

But the final ingredient, the most crucial, remained hidden.

Moonpetal.

It was a flower of pure magic, and it would only bloom for a few short hours, under the direct, cleansing light of the coming full moon.

Which was now only two days away.

I watched Zane, his fever worsening, the black veins of the poison spreading ever so slightly.

I watched Selene, her face pale with exhaustion, but her spirit a fierce, unwavering flame.

My survival was now inextricably linked to theirs.

His life was the key to my future.

And her love was the only thing keeping him alive long enough for me to save him.