Marked By The Alpha's Cursed Blue Moon-Chapter 110. Call Of Fate

Hadizah stood rooted to the spot, her eyes fixed on Mrs Spencer, unable to believe what was happening. The very thought that her oldest friend had volunteered to die in order to save the world shook her to the core.

It didn’t feel right... it didn’t feel fair. Her heart raced as the truth settled in. Mrs Spencer was truly ready to make the ultimate sacrifice.

"No!" Hadizah cried out and ran forward, desperation in her steps. But to her horror, an invisible force blocked her. She collided with it as if with solid glass, staggering back in confusion. A glowing line on the ground separated her from the area where Mrs Spencer now knelt, surrounded by the two elder priests. "Let me through! She can’t die alone! We opened that path together. If a sacrifice must be made, let it be both of us!"

The barrier held firm. Her fists pounded it in vain, her voice echoing in the sacred chamber.

"You cannot cross," one of the old men stated without looking up. "The spirits have accepted her alone. She is the chosen sacrifice for the cleansing. Her fate is sealed."

Hadizah’s eyes welled with furious tears. "You people talk of righteousness and holiness, but you choose death when there’s another way! The Stone of Light—why not use it? Must a life always be the answer?"

"Silence!" the high priestess in white robes snapped, her voice sharp with anger. "Blaspheme not in this holy place. You do not understand the ways of the temple, nor the spirits that govern it. Enough of your ignorance."

Hadizah stood trembling, powerless and broken. Her rage boiled beneath her skin, but it could not stop what was coming. Her gaze fell back to Mrs Spencer, who now turned slowly toward her, face wet with tears and yet strangely peaceful.

"If this is the price to restore balance, then so be it," Mrs Spencer whispered, forcing a small smile through the sadness. "Tell Laura... tell her I love her more than life. She must never forget that."

Hadizah’s voice cracked. "Don’t say that. Please don’t speak like this."

"She’s strong. Stronger than I ever was," Mrs Spencer continued, her eyes distant. "Promise me you’ll guide her. Keep her from straying, protect her gifts. Promise me, Hadizah."

Hadizah’s hands trembled against the invisible wall. "I promise. I swear it on everything I have left."

The elders began to escort Mrs Spencer toward the chamber of isolation. Hadizah watched helplessly as the friend she had fought beside for decades was led away like a lamb to slaughter.

The old woman turned her head once more, offering one last look, one last smile.

"The ritual will take place in two days," one of the elders said, pausing near Hadizah. "You may return to witness it—and pay your last respects."

The words were too heavy to respond to. One by one, everyone else in the temple slowly departed, leaving Hadizah standing alone in a deafening silence. She stared at the ground where the barrier had been, then looked up at the empty doorway.

Grief swallowed her whole.

She turned and walked out of the temple slowly, every step heavy with anguish. When she finally emerged from the thick forest path back to the roadside, her face was pale and her eyes distant.

The driver waiting by the vehicle noticed Mrs Spencer wasn’t with her and asked where she was. Without looking at him, Hadizah replied softly, "She had other matters to settle... she won’t be returning with us today."

Confused but sensing the mood, the driver said nothing more and started the engine. Hadizah climbed into the vehicle, her thoughts miles away, her soul weary and crushed.

***

Maria woke earlier than usual. The morning light filtered gently through her curtains, but something felt off. As she walked toward her bathroom, a strange ringtone echoed through her room—one she didn’t recognize.

Startled, she stopped and turned around. The sound came from under her pillow. She cautiously lifted it and found a small, unfamiliar phone. Her heart skipped a beat.

There was only one person she could think of.

With slightly trembling fingers, Maria answered the call.

"Good morning, Maria," came Mr Frederick’s deep, calm voice from the other end.

"Good morning, sir," she replied, caught between curiosity and caution.

"I need to see you urgently. Today. Can you make it happen?" he asked, his tone direct.

Maria hesitated for a second. She couldn’t risk anyone finding out. "Yes, sir. But where should we meet?"

"I’ll send my driver to pick you up. Be at the college parking lot by nine. And Maria," he paused, "don’t tell anyone. Not even your friends."

"I understand," she said softly.

The call ended, and she quickly shoved the phone back under her pillow, covering it again. Her heart raced. What could he want to talk about that was so urgent? And why the secrecy?

"I’ll find out later," she whispered to herself as she dashed into the bathroom.

After her bath, she dressed up quickly and made her way to the living room. Bernard was already there, waiting with his bag, a calm smile on his face.

"Good morning, Bernard. Hope you’re good," Maria greeted warmly.

They exchanged a few words before heading out to college. The drive was quiet, and once they arrived, Maria slipped out of the vehicle and hurried to her classroom.

To her surprise, it was empty. None of her friends had arrived yet.

She took her seat and tried to appear relaxed, though her eyes kept glancing at her watch. Ten minutes passed, and Cassandra finally walked in. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

"Hey," Maria greeted casually.

"Morning," Cassandra replied, sitting a few rows away.

Laura’s absence was clear between them, and they both quietly accepted she wouldn’t be coming in today. Maria kept checking the time, and soon enough, Cassandra noticed.

"What’s going on? You keep checking your watch," Cassandra asked, suspicious.

Maria was quick to cover. "Just wondering if Laura might still come today," she said with a shrug.

Cassandra nodded, though she didn’t seem fully convinced. Ten minutes later, she stood up. "I’ll be right back. Bathroom," she said and walked off.

Maria seized the moment. She grabbed her bag and dashed out of the classroom, making her way quickly to the parking lot. Her eyes scanned the area until she spotted a white car with tinted windows. A man in a black suit stepped out and walked toward her.

She froze, unsure.

"Good morning. You must be Maria," the man said, smiling as he removed his sunglasses.

She nodded.

"I’m here on behalf of Mr Frederick. Please, come with me."

Maria didn’t hesitate. She climbed into the car, heart pounding, hoping no one saw her leave. The car pulled out of the college gates and soon, they were driving through a quiet part of the city.

After some minutes, they arrived at a large house—Mr Frederick’s home. A guard opened the door for her and led her inside the grand living room.

"Please, have a seat," the guard said politely.

Maria sat down slowly, her mind spinning with thoughts and questions. Her palms were damp with nerves, her eyes darting to the doors. She didn’t know what to expect, only that something important—something big—was about to be revealed.

And so she waited.

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