MY CURSED MATE

| Her resurrection |

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KABANATA LXXIV

Third Person's POV

The moonlight poured through the small, arched window of Everly's room, casting pale beams across the wooden floor. She lay on her bed, her chest rising and falling steadily as she tried to sleep, but peace remained beyond her reach.

Sa katahimikan ng gabi, muling umalingawngaw ang boses ni Ganesha sa kanyang isip.

"Do the universe a favor, don't hide your magic."

Iyon ang huling mga salita nito bago tuluyang namaalam. Biglang napadilat si Everly, the weight of the memory pressing against her heart. She slowly sat up, her silvery hair cascading over her shoulders.

Then, a disturbing thought struck her.

Hindi pa niya nakikita ang labi ni Lukariah matapos ang digmaan. Wala rin ang katawan nito nang araw ng pagsusunog ng mga yumao. A shiver traveled down her spine as possibilities flooded her mind.

Paano kung kinuha ng dark coven ang katawan nito? What if they intended to use Lukariah's remains for something far more sinister?

Ngunit bago pa siya tuluyang makapag-isip, another memory surfaced.

The faint trace of dark energy she had always sensed inside the Good Coven's basement suddenly became clearer. Matagal niya iyong sinasawalang-bahala dahil alam naman nilang may dugong demonyo sina Runa at Miciera. But tonight, something about that familiar darkness felt different.

Parang may mga piraso ng isang palaisipan na unti-unting nagkakabit-kabit sa kanyang isipan.

She swung her legs over the bed, her bare feet meeting the cool wooden floor. After wrapping herself in a cloak, she quietly stepped onto the terrace. The night sky stretched endlessly above her, glittering with countless stars.

Napakaganda ng tanawin, ngunit hindi iyon sapat upang patahimikin ang lumalakas niyang kaba. She gripped the railing and stared toward the distant forest.

Then her heart skipped. May aninong gumalaw sa pagitan ng mga puno.

Napakaliit ng kilos, halos hindi mapansin, ngunit habang matagal itong tinititigan ni Everly, lalo niyang nakumpirmang may nilalang na nagkukubli sa dilim.

Her instincts immediately sharpened. Without hesitation, she tightened her cloak and descended from the terrace. She crossed the grassland beyond the pack's territory, moving silently through the damp grass.

The night air carried the scent of dew and wildflowers. Somewhere nearby, insects hummed softly, but Everly heard something else—the faint rustle of leaves.

Then she saw her.

Isang pigura ang unti-unting umahon mula sa dilim ng kagubatan. Nang tamaan ito ng liwanag ng buwan, agad na kumunot ang noo ni Everly.

A woman in a dark cloak stood motionless before her, mysterious yet strangely composed.

Huminto si Everly, one hand already poised to unleash an attack should the stranger make a threatening move.

The woman slowly pushed back her hood.

"Sino ka?" matigas na tanong ni Everly.

The revealed face was unmistakable. Zerta.