Chapter 144 She’s Doing It
She’s Doing It
Uriel let out another curse, but in that instant, he raised his hand and moved it to the left, and Midas’s sword followed suit, falling to the ground.
“What are you doing?! Don’t be deceived by this whore!” Midas grunted as he tried to move, but his body was fixed to the ground.
“Take him away,” Uriel instructed Simon, and without wasting time, Simon moved.
“Don’t you dare touch me, Gamma! I am high in command! I am your Minister and the Alpha—”
“My Lord! Stop it already,” Simon cut him off. “You do know the Alpha King just killed another Minister like you because he tried to harm his mate. I’m sure the Alpha King won’t let it slide once he finds out you drew your sword and even grazed her skin.”
He lazily signaled the other warriors, who immediately grabbed iron chains to subdue Midas.
“I apologize in advance. We’ll wait for the Alpha King himself for my punishment, but right now, I’ll only listen to whoever can save my King,” Simon firmly added.
“You all are bewitched and de— ce— ….” Midas’s words were abruptly cut off when Uriel cast a spell, sealing his mouth shut.
Then Uriel turned to Althea and said, “My Lady, please begin now.”
“But how can she create a portal when we can’t?” Gustav, still doubtful, couldn’t help but voice his concern.
Althea took a deep breath and explained, “I learned this from my mother. It was the first lesson she taught me about creating a portal, reaching someone through a deep connection, like someone you love and care for. It only works if the person you’re trying to reach feels the same way, whether it’s the love of a family, a friend, or a partner.”
‘What is she saying? Does she actually think the Alpha King has deep feelings for her?!’
‘If this really works, then it only proves the rumors are true—that the Alpha King has fallen for her!’
‘A portal? Can she truly cast one? If she can, then she’s more powerful than most of us. Was her mother really just a weak human slave?!’
Althea’s heart raced as she caught snippets of the mages’ thoughts echoing around her. She tried to block them out, but the voices grew louder, their disbelief and envy clawing through her mind.
“That’s called a Bondgate,” a woman suddenly interjected, and everyone turned toward her.
“A portal that answers only to love—not the fleeting kind, but the one that echoes from soul to soul. It opens only when the person you seek feels the same way.”
Althea looked at the woman approaching. Her eyes never left hers. She seemed to be about the same age, with long curly blonde hair and brown eyes.
‘How does she know about the Bondgate? Only one lineage could perform that, and they were wiped out more than two decades ago—if I’m not mistaken.’
Althea gulped, reading the woman’s thoughts. It seemed she knew something about Althea’s origin. She might have come from the lineage she was talking about.
“Lady Candice,” Uriel quickly greeted the woman. Behind him, Althea saw Osman, who gave her a curt nod.
She nodded in return.
Candice raised an eyebrow at her and said, “You must be the Alpha King’s mate?”
“Yes, she is,” Osman quickly answered. “Lady Althea Grayson.”
Without taking her eyes off Althea, Candice spoke calmly but with a hint of warning in her tone. “You do know that once you perform the Bondgate portal, if the person you’re seeking doesn’t share the same deep feelings for you, you’ll suffer a severe backlash?”
“I know,” Althea replied firmly. “But I’d rather take that risk than do nothing while he’s trapped out there.”
Candice gave a faint smirk and lifted one shoulder in a casual shrug. “Your choice,” she said under her breath. ‘Let’s see if she can really pull it off.’
Althea didn’t bother responding. The clock was ticking, and every second that passed could mean Gavriel sinking deeper into whatever world the mysterious man had trapped him in. She took a deep breath, feeling her heart pound against her ribs.
Slowly, she closed her eyes and began to focus—on the bond, on the pull inside her chest that always led her to him.
The world around her grew quiet as she steadied her breathing, letting her emotions flow freely. The more she focused on Gavriel, the stronger the heat in her chest burned.
The air around Althea began to hum. The faint glow that surrounded her hands spread, forming threads of light that circled her like a living aura. Her heartbeat echoed louder and louder in her ears as she called out silently in her mind, ‘Gavriel… can you hear me?’
Her vision flickered, and in that instant, she felt it—a pull, faint but real, tugging deep within her chest. The bond between them ignited like a flare.
Then, the ground trembled.
The mages stepped back as a circular symbol of light appeared beneath Althea’s feet. The air rippled and cracked open in front of her, swirling with blinding white and blue energy.
Wind burst, howling violently as the portal widened. Uriel and Gustav quickly steadied themselves, eyes widening in disbelief.
“She’s doing it…” Uriel whispered. “She actually found him.”
Through the portal’s glowing veil, Althea saw him—Gavriel, half-buried in the sandstorm, his body bruised and his movements heavy. His dark mist fought back against the raging storm, but it was clear he was weakening.
“Gavriel!” she cried out, tears forming in her eyes.
Uriel didn’t hesitate. “We’re going in!” He gripped Althea’s shoulder, and Gustav followed right behind. Together they leapt into the swirling portal, disappearing into the storm’s chaos.
Behind them, Candice and Osman exchanged a sharp glance before diving in as well.
The moment they emerged, blinding heat and biting sand assaulted them from every side.
The world felt endless, nothing but dunes and violent winds that clawed at their skin. Uriel raised a barrier of blue energy to shield them while Althea sprinted ahead, calling out his name again.
And there he was—on his knees, struggling to stand as the sand around him moved like it was alive, dragging him down.
“Gavriel!” Althea screamed, running to him despite Uriel’s shout to stay back. She fell beside him, gripping his arm tightly.