Chapter 425 The light

Chapter 425: Chapter 425 The light

Talia’s POV

My mother’s voice. It was soft, and it was distant, but it was there.

I had heard her voice before. In the vision, in the tunnel, and in the dreams that had haunted me for fifteen years.

But this was different. This was real. This was now.

"Use it," she whispered. "Use everything. Save him."

I did not hesitate.

I placed my hand on Kaelen’s chest, over his heart.

I closed my eyes, and I reached for my magic. It was weak, and it was almost gone.

But the necklace was still glowing, and it was still warm, and it was still alive.

I pulled from it, and I pulled from my mother’s love, and I pulled from my Silvertongue bloodline.

I felt the magic flow through my hand and into Kaelen.

It was warm, and it was bright, and it was alive. It was the magic of my bloodline, and it was the love of my mother, and it was every Silvertongue who had ever lived.

It was the power of my ancestors, and it was the power of my bloodline, and it was the power of every Silvertongue who had ever been hunted and killed and erased from history. And now, it was pouring into Kaelen, and it was saving him.

And it was flowing into him.

The golden light spread from my hand into his chest, and it moved through his body, and it reached the silver embedded in his skin.

The silver burns began to heal, and the blisters faded, and the redness disappeared.

The silver particles dissolved, and they were pushed out of his skin.

I watched the blisters fade, and I watched the redness disappear, and I watched the silver leave his body.

And I watched him come back to me.

Kaelen’s breathing steadied, and it was no longer shallow, and it was no longer ragged.

I could feel him coming back to me through the bond, and I could feel his strength returning, and I could feel his life force growing brighter with every passing second.

His pulse grew stronger, and it was no longer fading.

Jax gasped. "What is happening?"

"He is healing," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "He is coming back."

He stepped forward, and he wanted to see, and he wanted to understand.

But he did not touch us, and he did not interrupt. He just watched.

Silas spoke, and his voice was full of awe. "She is healing him. She is saving him."

He had seen many things in his life. He had seen battles and bloodshed and death. But he had never seen anything like this.

Cain said nothing. He just watched.

Alpha Stone whispered. "Impossible."

He had lived a long life, and he had seen many things. But he had never seen a Silvertongue heal a wolf with silver poisoning.

He had lived for centuries, and he had seen the rise and fall of kings, and he had watched empires crumble to dust. But he had never seen a Silvertongue bring a wolf back from the edge of death.

He had never seen a miracle.

Alpha Thornwood shook his head. "I have never seen anything like it."

Alpha Frost and Alpha Ridge were silent. They just stared.

They did not speak, and they did not move. They just watched, and they waited, and they held their breath.

I kept my hand on Kaelen’s chest, and the light faded, and the necklace stopped glowing.

I was exhausted, and I was empty. But I did not move.

I watched his face, and I waited.

Then I saw it. His eyelids fluttered.

My breath caught, and my heart stopped.

His eyes opened.

They were gray, and they were clear, and they were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen, because they were open, and they were alive, and they were looking at me.

They were gray, and they were clear, and they were alive.

And they were looking at me.

He looked at me, and he did not speak. He just looked at me.

I cried, and I did not wipe the tears away.

"Kaelen," I whispered.

He tried to smile. It was weak, but it was there.

"You came back," he whispered.

"I told you I would," I said, my voice breaking. "I told you I would come back, and I did. I kept my promise."

His voice was weak, and it was barely a whisper. But it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.

"I told you I would," I said. "I told you I would come back."

He blinked, and he tried to smile. It was weak, but it was there.

"You kept your promise," he whispered.

"So did you," I said.

He blinked, and he tried to lift his hand. It fell back. He tried again. It fell back.

I took his hand, and I held it, and I pressed it to my cheek.

"You saved me," he whispered.

"You saved me first," I said. "You walked into the Ashen Lands, and you fought Malachai, and you almost died."

"I would do it again," he said. "I would do it a thousand times."

I laughed. It was a wet sound, and it was half a sob, but it was a laugh.