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Chapter 622

CHAPTER 122 : SHE’S GONE

*Xander*

Henry led me through the camp with one arm wrapped around my waist as I limped along. I wondered how long it would be until the healers found out I was missing, but I didn’t particularly care.

I was in shock at the fact that Henry was here. I know that he, without a doubt, would tell me everything he knew about what happened.

We crossed what used to be a street and walked into one of the market squares dappled around Breles. It was all rubble now, the buildings toppled, and the road split down the center. Ash covered everything in sight, and in the distance, smoke continued to rise. Utter destruction–that was the only way to describe this place, this once great city.

“The Alpha of Breles is dead,” Henry said as he eased me down onto a piece of rubble shaped like a chair. The rebar grazed my back as I shifted my weight, wincing as my skin pulled around the thick sutures covering my body. I’d be scarred from this, forever, in a lot of different ways. I wondered, as I met Henry’s eye, if I would ever be the same again… if anyone would after what we’d all witnessed.

I nodded in response to Henry’s announcement. I didn’t really care. Lots of Alphas had fought alongside their warriors. It was likely the Alpha of Breles wasn’t the only leader sharing a grave with the fallen.

“There was one final push before the portal fell,” Henry said, settling down next to me with a groan. He extended his legs in front of him, his ankles crossed and his hands folded in his lap. “The Death Walkers were pushed out of Breles shortly after Lena and Oliver crossed over, but they ripped the city to shreds in the process. It was a bloody battle… so much death, on both sides. Hope looked as though it was lost until… well, Lena’s aunt, the Luna of Poldesse? She came storming to the frontlines with a small force behind her and fought alongside her husband until dawn. I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“Maeve?” I said, a vision of her decked out in armor and wielding a sword and shield came to mind. I imagined her running into battle, flanked by warriors in their wolf forms as she tore through the lines of vampires trying to take back the city.

“Yes, that one. The battle took place until the early hours of the morning. Everyone able to stand or shift and fight was out on the front lines. Every vampire that had taken refuge in the rubble was out hunting, and soon the streets were filled with blood and gore and… Xander, I didn’t think our kind would win this war. Not until….” He paused, swallowing hard as he gathered his thoughts.

“The sky split in two just before dawn, a great, but silent, explosion. It sent a wave of light across Breles, illuminating even the darkest recesses of the city. The Death Walkers turned to ash, and the battle just… ended, just like that.” He snapped his fingers.

I pursed my lips, fighting against the pain throbbing through my body as I listened to his words.

“Why?”

“Why what? Why the spray of light? Why did the vampires turn to ash?”

“Both,” I said flatly.

Henry shrugged, tapping his fingers on his thigh. “There has been talk from the refugee camp in Crimson Creek about the significance of the moment. All lower vampires, you know, none of them died like the Death Walkers. They say it’s because the Death Walkers were made by the king, or his kind, other High Vampire gods, and the like. The king died; he must have, and those connected to him just… poof!” Henry waved a hand in the air.

ran his tongue over his lip, looking me up and

the mountain. I followed their trail during the daytime, and then followed a group of them through the portal one day. It was just after you and Oliver torched the clearing outside of the portal, actually. Everyone was talking about it. The king pulled his forces back after that to guard his own

I asked, an uneasy feeling settling in my

“Who?”

“The King–”

mean Zeke? Tall, kind

I said with a chuckle, shaking

took the throne when his father tried to sell out his kingdom to the Vampire King. He’s somewhere in the camp

Lena had split into pieces, I remembered, giving one

nauseous. I blinked, eyes watering. I could feel Henry’s gaze

other warriors were practically dragging you through the camp to get you to a healer tent. I went to the healer tent two days ago, shortly after you arrived. They wouldn’t let me in, but I overheard what was being said. You were flayed open, Xander. You barely had

whispered, unsure if my words were

“Yes, I heard.”

anything about what happened? I need to know. I

his voice laced

did it. He

“That realm is gone.”

tearing open any half-healed wounds as the pain ripped through my heart. I already knew that was the truth. I should have been able

would have felt her

nothing. She was just… gone. And I had no reason to believe she waa ever coming back, not this

was pregnant.” My voice cracked on the words. I felt Henry’s hand flatten

“I’m sorry–”

have just let me die,” I seethed, sudden fury numbing the pain etched into every inch of my

tried to stop them,” Henry whispered. “I

“Xander?”

up at the familiar voice coming from the other side of the clearing. Curly black hair caught in the afternoon sun as a young woman carrying a basket jogged over to me, pausing

as she spotted Henry. She dropped the basket, sucking in her breath as she choked on a sob. Henry rose to his

from becoming a hybrid.

if Bethany remembered everything now that the king, and