The Forbidden Heiress At The All Male Alpha Academy

Chapter 242: The Weakest in the Room

Zeke slammed into Alcaeus’s side with a roar, his red wolf blazing like fire. Zevon followed a heartbeat later, his dark blue wolf silent and lethal with liquid night dripping from his canines as he tore into Alcaeus’s flank.

The impact forced the demon backwards, and his claws gouged trenches into the forest floor.

"You think this changes anything?!" Alcaeus roared, swinging a massive arm and sending Zeke crashing through a fallen trunk. Zevon ducked beneath another strike quickly but even he staggered when Alcaeus’s tail lashed out like a whip.

*Oh Liam* Seraphina murmured, her eyes blurry with tears. It was weird for a wolf itself to cry, but her heart was breaking.

"I’m just glad you’re ok," Liam said, his skin pale and ghastly. He had already suffered too many blows in the battle already. And being one of the most powerful from the west, he wasn’t just fighting but consistently using his blood powers to make sure the effects of the void Moon didn’t affect their allies much.

The Burden was too great.

"You’re not going to die," Theo said, her eyes fixed on him but a deafening crash tore her attention back to the fight.

Zeke and Zevon were working in tandem now, moving like fire and shadow.

They circled Alcaeus, forcing him to pivot constantly, and preventing him from focusing long enough to unleash the full weight of his power.

But Alcaeus was still monstrous.

He was still ancient and very much furious.

"You were nothing without me!" He roared toward Theo, "I gave you power! I awakened what you truly are!"

Theo snapped her eyes toward him, staring through the blurriness in her eyes, "No," she said quietly, "You didn’t give me anything. You tried to control me. You tried to control her!"

Alcaeus’s eyes darkened further, almost swallowing the red within them, "She was mine!" He howled, his voice breaking with something dangerously close to desperation, "She answered to me! She was bound to me! Do you know how long I’ve been trapped inside that veil?! How long I waited for our reunion?! You were merely a tool, and you should be grateful that I was able to transcend you to unleash something greater. That you could be useful to someone like me!"

Zevon’s blue wolf lunged, his jaws snapping onto Alcaeus’s shoulder.

Black blood sprayed as he tore away flesh.

"She’s not a tool!" Zeke barked.

And she was never yours," Zevon’s wolf growled, a tone so devastating the vines shrunk back the moment it spoke, "You mistook corruption for ownership."

Then, Zeke leapt high and his claws came down hard against Alcaeus’s spine. It broke through the thick outer shell and sank deep into his bones.

Alcaeus staggered slightly as the ground cratered a little.

Theo could somehow feel it. He was gradually weakening, especially since the veil had been closed and the connection to the other world had been cut off.

His demonic powers were also fading away, just as the other demons had dissolved into ash.

Alcaeus roared again, but this time it wasn’t triumphant. It was frustrated and panicked.

His gaze locked onto Theo one last time, "You were meant to stand beside me. To rule. To tear this world open,"

Theo’s voice didn’t shake when she answered, "I choose differently. She chose differently. If only you knew an aorta of what it meant to truly devote, and truly love someone unconditionally without the need to use them, to take control of their feelings...maybe...she would have stayed,"

The words seemed to wound him, but the bitter look disappeared from his eyes and was replaced by anger again.

Zeke and Zevon moved at once. Zeke attacked from the front, his fire blazing brighter than ever before. His red wolf slammed into Alcaeus with relentless force, while Zevon struck from behind, silent and merciless, his fangs sinking deep into the demon’s neck where shadow pooled thickest.

Alcaeus thrashed violently, throwing Zeke aside with brute strength and spinning to catch Zevon mid-lunge.

His claws raked across blue fur, sending dark blood spraying across the battlefield.

But Zevon didn’t retreat. He held on.

Liquid night dripped from his jaws into Alcaeus’s wound, hissing where it touched Alcaeus’s demonic flesh.

Alcaeus screamed as more of the shadow liquid poisoned his body.

Zeke rose again, fury blazing in his eyes as he charged forward, ignoring the blood matting his fur. He launched himself straight at Alcaeus’s chest, embedding his claws deep inside.

Alcaeus’ faltered, pain evident in his stance and his massive form shook. The demon-wolf exterior cracked in places, shadow splitting to reveal something unstable beneath.

"You cannot kill me!" Alcaeus bellowed still, like a madman, "I am older than your bloodlines! Older than your kind!"

"Maybe," Zeke growled, pressing harder.

"But you’re not stronger than us together," Zevon finished coldly.

Theo felt the air shift again.

And this time, it came with finality.

Alcaeus’s gaze found her once more, and this time what burned there wasn’t dominance.

It was loss.

"You were my greatest project and you would have been magnificent," He rasped, "You would have destroyed empires. We would have been unstoppable, together,"

Theo stepped forward, even as Liam lay bleeding behind her, "Maybe," She let out a bitter smile.

"We would have been unstoppable!!!" He cried again.

"You built your greatest project," She said, "And she walked away."

His expression twisted.

She stepped closer to him, no mercy whatsoever in her eyes, "And let’s be honest, if I had stood beside you," She continued, "You would have still been the weakest one in the room."

Then, she tilted her head slightly, watching the fury ripple across his face, "And if we were truly unstoppable, you wouldn’t be losing right now," She smirked.

That was the last thing he heard from her.

Zeke drove his flaming claws upward through Alcaeus’s chest from the front, and at that exact same moment, Zevon’s wolf lunged from behind, his jaws locking onto the demon’s throat. His teeth sank deeper than before until they pierced into whatever core sustained him.

Fire and night collided ferociously inside Alcaeus’s body.

And then, the forest went silent.

The vines stilled. The trees stopped moving.

For a heartbeat, nothing moved.

Then, Alcaeus’s massive form convulsed and cracks of red and blue light split across his body, spreading through like powerful lightning.

His roar turned into something unrecognisable - a mix of fury, denial, and anguish all tangled together.

His eyes locked onto Theo one final time.