Chapter 173- Fire Unbound
Lexy
The battlefield was drowning in noise—the clash of steel, the cries of the wounded, the thunder of feet across torn earth. Yet beneath all of it, I heard my own heartbeat, steady but hard, like the pounding of war drums calling me to unleash what I had kept restrained for too long.
Adrian thought I would break. Kael believed his strength would overwhelm me. They were wrong.
I was done holding back.
The power within me surged, molten and restless, pressing against my ribs, demanding release. I looked at CJ—my anchor, my king, my mate—and in his eyes, I saw the trust that had always steadied me. He didn’t fear my fire. He welcomed it. He reminded me why I could not falter.
“For them,” he said simply, his voice deep, unwavering.
For our people. For every tribe and pack that had stood by us, that had bled beside us. For those who had given their lives in this war. For the future of our pups.
I lifted my hands, and the world responded.
The ground shivered beneath my feet, fissures opening with a hiss of steam as the heat coursed upward. Fire leapt from my fingertips, wild and fierce, forming wings that stretched wide behind me—wider than any I had conjured before. Flames arced across the battlefield, sweeping through enemy lines, turning night into a merciless dawn of fire.
Men screamed, shields melted, shadows retreated from the blaze. My enemies stumbled back, their advance halted by the sheer fury of the Phoenix.
But I wasn’t just fire.
I closed my eyes and called on the wind. It howled in response, rushing down in a cyclone that wrapped itself around the flames, fueling them, lifting them into a storm that swept across the field. Dust and embers stung the air, blinding my enemies, while my allies rallied behind the storm.
“Push forward!” I shouted, my voice carrying through the maelstrom. My people surged as one, their cries rising, their courage ignited by the fire I unleashed.
CJ was already moving at my side, his blade cleaving through any who dared to stand against us. Together, we carved through the chaos, a storm of fire and steel.
I could feel Adrian’s presence in the distance—dark, furious, unyielding. His power pressed against mine like a shadow refusing to be banished. And Kael, ever his serpent, wove through the ranks, his strikes precise, deadly.
But I would not let them advance any further.
I spread my arms wide, and with a scream that tore from my chest, I released the full force of the Phoenix within me. A wave of fire exploded outward, searing across the battlefield in a blinding inferno. The very air burned; the sky glowed red as if the heavens themselves had ignited.
Everything in me poured into that release—my rage, my grief, my defiance. Flames roared like living creatures, a thousand voices crying out in unison. Enemy soldiers fell back in terror, some collapsing to the ground, others fleeing into the smoke.
For a moment, it seemed as though the battle itself paused.
The heat was unbearable, even to my allies, who had to retreat behind CJ’s orders. I barely noticed; my focus was consumed with channeling the power before it tore me apart. My veins felt aflame, my bones hollow with fire. The Phoenix demanded release, and I gave it everything.
Through the blaze, I caught sight of Adrian. His dark cloak snapped in the wind; his expression twisted in rage and disbelief. Kael stood close, his eyes narrowed, calculating. My fire reached for them, coiling like serpents of flame, determined to reduce them to ash.
But even as the inferno roared toward them, something shifted.
The ground beneath them cracked—not from my fire, but from Adrian himself. Darkness spilled upward, forming a shield, thick and impenetrable, swallowing the fire before it reached them. Kael moved with practiced precision, his shadows weaving through Adrian’s barrier, strengthening it, cloaking their forms.
I screamed in fury, pushing harder, the flames doubling in size, the wind lashing at my hair. I would break through. I had to.
But the chaos of my unleashed power became its own storm. The fire spread too far, consuming everything in its path. The battlefield turned into a furnace, smoke rising in choking waves. Friends and foe alike scrambled for cover, blinded by flame and ash.
The more I pushed, the less I could see.
And in that blindness—Adrian and Kael vanished.
I felt it the moment they slipped away, their presence tearing from the battlefield like shadows dissolving in the light. My fire clawed at the space they had occupied, but there was nothing left but smoke and scorched ground.
“No!” My voice tore from me, raw and furious. I surged forward, fire still raging around me, but CJ caught my arm, holding me back before I burned myself out completely.
“They’re gone,” he said, his voice steady but heavy.
I wanted to deny it. I wanted to rip through the smoke, to chase them into whatever dark hole they had slithered into. But my power had reached its limit; my body trembled, my breath came ragged. The Phoenix within me quieted, its fury spent, leaving only exhaustion in its wake.
Around us, the battlefield was unrecognizable. The enemy had been scattered, many fleeing in terror, their lines broken. My people stood victorious—but it was a victory with a bitter edge.
Because Adrian and Kael had escaped.
The thought seared me worse than any flame. They would return. I knew it. Their kind never surrendered, never vanished for good. This war was not over—not until they were brought to their knees once and for all.
I closed my eyes, steadying myself, letting the last embers fade from my fingertips. My people needed me calm now, not consumed by rage.
“Let them run,” CJ murmured beside me, his hand warm against my back, grounding me. “Next time, there will be nowhere left for them to hide.”
I nodded, but inside, the fire still burned, coiled tight, waiting. Adrian and Kael may have slipped away in the chaos of my fury, but I would not rest until they were found.
Until the fire finished what it had begun.
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