Alpha Instinct

Chapter 33 - 33:

After a long rest, Evelyn reluctantly rose from her soft bed, the fine silk of her nightgown sliding over the perfectly ironed royal cotton sheets. Her eyes opened slowly, revealing an intense and perceptive gleam.

"Yawwwnn..." Evelyn yawned, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands, a delicate gesture that contrasted with the aura of power she emanated. "Another day, another battle..." she whispered to herself, her voice as soft as the whisper of the wind.

She jumped out of bed, still feeling a bit lazy, but her mind was already focused on the challenges that awaited her. She knew her day would be full, and just thinking about the headache her uncle was giving her, a twinge of irritation ruffled her mood.

Evelyn donned her battle attire with the same ceremony as always, careful and methodical. Piece by piece, she prepared for combat, as if she were putting on armor that was not only physical but also mental.

With each leather plate adjusted, each buckle fastened, and each dagger secured on her belt, Evelyn transformed into the predator the world knew.

She passed through the living room, where a maid was waiting for her with an impeccably prepared breakfast tray. But Evelyn, her mind focused on her goals, ignored the offer, grabbing only some bread, sausages, and a piece of fruit before leaving.

"See you later, Carmen. Tell Mom I love her," Evelyn said as she left, her voice full of affection but with a hurried touch. Carmen, the maid with a serene face and kind eyes, simply bowed in respect, accustomed to the young woman's hurried ways.

Evelyn walked the corridors of the mansion, her steps silent and agile as a feline's. As she ate, her mind was working at full speed, planning her next moves.

"So, what will it be today? Hmm... I think I'll go to the training area," Evelyn thought, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Knowing that hothead, he'll spend all his energy as a sign of mourning and as a form of growth."

Taking a last bite of the remaining fruit, she tossed it back, the core falling into a trash can without her even needing to aim.

In a fluid motion, Evelyn bent her knees, her muscles contracting like springs. Her ELEV lit up, and she launched herself into the air, disappearing in a blur of movement.

Evelyn leaped from rooftop to rooftop, her slender, agile figure moving with the grace of a panther. She seemed to float above the city, far from the curious gazes of the people busy with their daily lives. She was like a spirit of the shadows, following her path in

Evelyn didn't have the answers, but she knew she would find a way. She couldn't give up on Leonard; she couldn't abandon him to his fate. She would protect him, no matter the cost. Even if it meant betraying her family, defying King Edward, and risking her own life.