Defy The Alpha(s) novel Chapter 853

Chapter 853: Full possession

Celeste had not known real fear until she heard them discussing her life like it meant nothing.

She screamed, though it came out muffled, her body thrashing wildly against the bindings.

That stupid bird prince had forced a nullifying elixir down her throat before dragging her here, hence her powers was useless, no matter how hard she tried to reach for them.

Before anyone could ponder over the issue,

Lila snatched the dagger from Hannah’s hand, and in a blur of motion, she was already beside Celeste.

"May you never rest in peace," Lila spat, her eyes burning with raw hatred. Then she drove the dagger straight into Celeste’s chest.

Celeste’s body jerked. Her muffled scream broke into a strangled gasp as the blade pierced deep, right where her heart beat erratically beneath her ribs.

Her breath came in short, wet bursts as

pain exploded through her, consuming everything. She fought to stay alive, but it was too late. Strength was already leaving her.

Her vision blurred and the faces around her distorted, while the room tilted. A choking sound forced its way out of her throat as blood pooled in her mouth, spilling past the gag in thick, slow drips.

Her eyes remained open, frozen in that last moment of disbelief. Silence settled over the room.

Lila pulled the dagger free without a word, stepping back as if the act had cost her nothing.

"You can start now, there’s no more time."

With more time wasted, the Queen’s soul would wander away from this realm. And now Celeste’s.

The first priestess nodded, her expression solemn, gaze fixed on the now lifeless body.

She commanded, "Align the bodies side by side."

Taryn moved into action, pushing the wheeled table so that the Queen’s body and Celeste’s lay side by side with barely any space between them.

The second priestess ordered, "Give us room. Your living essence cannot interfere with this ritual. You in particular..." she said to Annequin, "your aura is too heavy. It might disrupt the process."

Whether she was telling the truth or simply seeking revenge for earlier, Annequin lifted her hands in mock surrender. "Have at it then."

She left the room entirely.

Annequin was smart. If the ritual failed, no one would say she had interfered. Moreover, she could use this time to go comfort her grieving mate.

As for the others, they stepped back as far as the room allowed. Thankfully, it was enough.

The first priestess turned to the other.

"Let’s begin."

The second nodded. "I’ll lend you as much energy as I can."

"Thank you," the first replied.

The first priestess brought out a red string which she used to bind Queen Seraphira’s hand to Celeste’s. She then turned Seraphira’s head and Celeste’s so they faced each other.

Then she straightened, her eyes fluttering close. "Fuil go fuil. Anáil go hanáil..." the priestess began with a low voice, the words heavy with meaning.

Almost immediately, the second priestess joined her, her voice layering beneath the first, strengthening it.

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