BloodMoon: Captivated by the Forbidden Lycan Alpha
Chapter 294: THE HEART SPRING THAT BURNS THE SEA

Chapter 294: THE HEART SPRING THAT BURNS THE SEA

{"The heart is very much like the sea, it has its storms, it has its tides"}

The moment her hand fell, the sea exploded, and Ashanai did not scream. She commanded, and the waves obeyed. A wall of black water and bone broke loose behind her, surging forward like a tidal beast. Her creatures, thousands of them, howled and lunged from the surf, twisted things of fangs, claws, and hunger, sprinting over water as if it were solid earth.

I launched forward with a roar that split the sky. My beast exploded from within me, massive and silver-furred, claws gouging the sand as I charged headlong into the chaos. Beside me, Freyr shifted mid-stride, his sleek dark form streaking through the mist like a shadow wrapped in vengeance. And behind us, our pack moved as one. The Bay Shifter wolves poured forward, a wall of fur and fang, howling in unison. The first impact was thunder. I collided with a twisted Rogourau soldier, its jaw hanging wrong, eyes glowing that sick violet light, and I did not stop. I tore through it with my claws, rending sinew from bone, my body driven by the fury of every life we had lost, every name Ashanai had tried to erase from this world.

To my right, the Rogourau beast, towering and brutal, slammed into a cluster of Ashanai’s spawn, sending them flying with each swing of his massive, horned head. Blood and ichor stained the sand. The vampires joined the fray from the cliff, Aurora’s voice ringing above the battlefield like a spell:

"Strike! Burn them down!"

Bolts of crimson magic arced through the air, slamming into enemy lines and setting the tide ablaze. Fire tore through the ranks of Ashanai’s spawn, hissing steam where magic met saltwater. The vampires descended, fangs bared, blades flashing in the rising light. Freyr’s mind brushed mine, steady even in the chaos.

"North line’s breaking, we push there!" I turned and slammed into a second wave, ripping through a sea-drenched beast with bone-white tusks. Blood sprayed across my fur, but I did not stop. We could not stop. Through the blur of violence and fury, I caught sight of Nessa impaling one of the larger creatures with her spear, her magic crackling around her like a storm made flesh. Captain Belisont barked orders to the vampire flank, cutting down anything that made it too close.

And in the heart of it, Ashanai walked. Untouched. Smiling.

Every beast that fell, every blow we landed, it did not move her. But she watched. And I felt her magic swelling, curling like a serpent in the depths of the tide. We had made the first move.

The sky above darkened, clouds spiralling with unnatural force as the sea behind her rose again, not as a wave this time, but as a form.

"Tor," Freyr growled, landing beside me in his beast form, blood slick across his jaw. "She’s summoning darkness."

The air changed and it thickened, turned dense and cold, like the sea had crept inside our lungs and wrapped its hands around our hearts. I tasted salt and rot, felt the burn of old magic coiling in my bones. Ashanai had stopped moving, and that was worse than anything she had done before. She stood still; arms lifted as the sea behind her rose unnaturally.

"She’s summoning the evil in the deep waters," Freyr whispered through our mind-link, his voice edged with ancient dread.

The sea split open like a wound, and from its depths, something vast began to stir. First came the eyes of two glowing voids beneath the waves, miles apart, their gaze pressing down on the world like a weight. Then, slowly, monstrously, a massive shape breached the water’s surface.

"Rise, my pet," she whispered, and the beast answered with a sound that tore the sky, a thunderous roar born of the abyss. The waves buckled, the beach cracked, and I dropped to one knee, the pressure alone nearly crushing.

Across the battlefield, wolves stumbled, vampires staggered, and the Rogourau beasts howled, some backing away with ears flattened, instincts screaming at them to flee. Aurora gritted her teeth, standing firm even as her soldiers struggled to maintain formation. Her magic flared around her like wildfire. "We hold the line," she cried out. "No matter what comes!"

Freyr pressed close to me in his wolf form, our shoulders brushing, our breath wild and fast.

"We need to stop Ashanai," he growled. "Before it fully crosses to the lands"

"We fight," I said into the link, my voice steady even as the sky wept seawater and the shadows grew teeth. "We fight until we bury her beneath the waves she commands."

The world narrowed to three things: blood, magic, and Ashanai. My claws ripped through the first wave, a thick-bodied creature that lunged with teeth for eyes. I tore its head clean from its shoulders, not stopping to breathe. My beast was in full control now, rage and purpose aligned. We were not fighting. Around me, the battlefield was hell. Wolves collided with monsters in a blur of fur and fang, and the vampires moved like lightning, slicing through limbs with silver-edged weapons and fire magic. The Rogourau roared beside me, unstoppable and terrible.

"Push forward!" I bellowed through the mind-link. "Clear the path to Ashanai!"

Freyr was on my flank, fast and vicious in his Lycan form, his jaws dripping dark ichor, eyes locked on me like a tether to reality. His presence burned like a second heart in my chest. A massive sea beast surged toward me, eight legs, acid breath. I met its charge with a roar, slamming my weight into it, snapping bone with a single strike. It shrieked and fell, but three more came after. I launched over one, sank my claws into another’s throat, and twisted until it bled out screaming.

She raised one arm, and black spears of seawater shot toward me, sharp as obsidian. I ducked under one, leapt over two, but one grazed my shoulder, and pain lanced fire-hot through my flesh. My beast growled, furious, and I roared back, and the sound shattered the air. Wolves rallied behind me. Vampires surged forward. Even the sea seemed to flinch.

Then, suddenly, Aurora was beside me, blade lit with white flame. "Go to her," she shouted, eyes blazing. "We’ll hold the tide."

I moved in the beach waters, across torn sand soaked in blood and foam, over the bodies of monsters that should never have been born. I locked eyes with Ashanai as I came, and for the first time, I saw it; she never expected us to retaliate.

Her lips curled into a cruel smile. "So eager to die," she hissed.

I shifted mid-stride, back to my human form, flames rippling off my skin as power surged up through me. "No," I growled, summoning every ounce of what the Heart Spring left in me.

"I came to kill you." And I leapt, claws and fury first, into the storm she called down.

The waves crashed around us, violent and unrelenting as the magic that surged between the three of us. Freyr was at my side, his body gleaming with power, eyes bright with ancient fire. Ashanai stood before us, dark and regal, waist-deep in the sea she had twisted into her weapon.

The water boiled with her presence. "You should’ve stayed dead," she spat, the ocean rising behind her like a crown of black serpents.

I did not answer. Words were not needed anymore as Frery joined me, and we moved as one. Freyr struck first, a blast of red-gold flame from his Mira magic erupting from his palms, cutting through the sea like a blade. Ashanai raised her arms, the water hardening into a curved shield, but she was not fast enough. The edge of the fire scorched her sleeve, the scent of burned fabric and dark magic curling into the air. She screamed, furious, and hurled a surge of water like a battering ram. I leapt into it, shifting mid-air, my Lycan form taking the brunt. It hit like a wall of stone, but I dug my claws in and pushed forward, howling as my beast rose full and wild.

"You’re nothing but dying light," she growled, summoning dark tendrils of seawater, sharp as blades, flinging them in every direction.

One cut across my shoulder and another grazed Freyr’s ribs. Because then something rose between us. A pulse beneath my skin, deep and alive, like the heartbeat of the ocean itself. I saw Freyr’s eyes widen at the same moment I felt the Heart Spring. Not just a memory now, but the power between and in us. The air around us shimmered, and the water around us shifted back, and every thread of energy, Lycan, vampire, flame, storm, merged.

Ashanai faltered, and she staggered back. "What is this?" she gasped, real fear flickering across her face for the first time. "This... this shouldn’t be possible."

Freyr stepped forward, his voice steady and terrible. "It is the cost of what you’ve broken."

I bared my teeth, golden power crackling in the air around me. "It’s the gift of what Gerod gave."

We were no longer just Tor and Freyr. We were the echo of the Heart Spring, the wrath of the fallen, the bond forged in blood, love, and fire. Ashanai’s magic flared wildly, but it faltered, and then she attempted to flee as we attacked, and then she moved back. Without another word, she spun on her heel and dove into the sea, her dark form vanishing beneath the waves. And just like that sea creature plus the Rogourau creatures followed her into the water, and they vanished.

"She will be back "Frery rasped as we moved back to the beach and stood watching the waters and I shifted back in human form while Fryers did the same.

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