เข้าสู่ระบบThe roar that answered Adrian did not sound like anything that belonged to a living creature. It came from beneath the chamber, from behind the walls and under the stone floor, shaking everything around us so violently that I nearly lost my balance. Betty grabbed my arm before I could fall, but neither of us looked away from the man standing across the chamber. Adrian remained completely still, his silver eyes fixed on me as though he had been waiting years for this exact moment. Behind him, the broken wall continued to crumble, revealing a darkness so deep that even the light from the ancient symbols could not reach the end of it. I could barely breathe as I stared at him. There was something about his face that made my mind refuse to accept what my eyes were seeing. The shape of his jaw, the dark hair, the silver eyes, even the small crease between his brows when he looked at me were all too familiar. It was like looking at a version of myself that had lived a completely different
The chamber remained unnaturally quiet after Betty told me that something was inside our bond. I kept one arm around her while my eyes moved between my father and Lucian, waiting for one of them to explain what we had just awakened. Neither man spoke immediately, and their silence only made my suspicion grow. Betty’s fingers were still wrapped around my shirt, and I could feel her heartbeat racing against me, but beneath it was another rhythm, faint and unfamiliar, almost as though something else had found a way to beat along with her. The golden line connecting the marks on our palms pulsed again, and this time I felt the sensation travel from her hand into my chest.“What exactly is inside the bond?” I asked. Betty swallowed before answering, and her eyes remained fixed on our joined hands. “I don’t know. When that thing took control of me, I could hear a voice, but it wasn’t the ancient Alpha and it wasn’t my wolf. It sounded like you, Ryan, except it was older.” I frowned. “What d
The chamber shook violently, and I struggled to remain standing as another crack spread across the stone floor. The sound of breaking rock echoed through the darkness, mixing with the distant howls of the wolves outside. I could still hear them inside my head, hundreds of voices pressing against my thoughts, but something had changed. They were no longer simply obeying the strange force inside me. They were waiting, as though they expected me to give them an order. Betty held onto my arm, her fingers digging into my sleeve as the black mark on her neck burned brighter. “Ryan, something is wrong,” she whispered, pressing her palm against the mark. I looked toward my father, but the fear in his expression told me he had no idea how to stop what was happening. The ancient symbols covering the chamber walls suddenly began to move. Silver markings lifted from the stone and floated through the air, while the black symbols surrounding Betty rose from the ground and drifted toward me. I step
The words carved into the door remained in my mind as the ancient staircase stretched deeper into the darkness. ONLY ONE BLOODLINE LEAVES. Betty stood beside me, staring at the inscription on her palm as the black mark slowly spread toward her wrist. I looked down at my own hand and saw the same symbol glowing beneath my skin, except mine was silver. The two marks pulsed together, almost as though they were responding to each other, and the strange rhythm made something uneasy stir inside me. My father stepped toward us, but I immediately raised my hand to stop him. “Don’t tell me you knew about this too,” I said, keeping my eyes fixed on him. He hesitated, and the guilt that crossed his face gave me the answer before he even opened his mouth. “I knew there was a final seal,” my father admitted quietly. “I didn’t know what it would say.” A bitter laugh escaped me as I shook my head. “You always know just enough to keep me in the dark. Every time I think you’ve finally told me the tru
The floor beneath us split open before anyone could move. A violent gust of cold air rushed from the darkness below, carrying a strange scent that made every wolf in the chamber recoil. Betty grabbed my arm, and I pulled her closer as the stone beneath our feet continued to crack. My father shouted something, but the roar coming from beneath the chamber swallowed his words. Lucian struggled against the shadows holding him down, his face finally showing genuine fear. Then a massive staircase began rising from the opening, each ancient stone covered in silver and black symbols. I stared at the staircase, unable to move. The vision I had just experienced was still burned into my mind. I had seen myself as a baby, lying in the ancient chamber while my parents stood around me. I had seen Lucian watching from the shadows, and I had heard my father call me the first vessel. But the worst part wasn’t knowing that my father had hidden the truth. It was knowing that whatever I had seen wasn’t
The ancient silver eyes remained fixed on me as the cracked altar continued to split beneath us. A deep vibration moved through the chamber, shaking dust from the ceiling and forcing the wolves near the entrance to retreat. Betty held tightly to my hand, but I could feel her trembling. I didn’t blame her. Whatever was beneath that altar was older than every pack, every Alpha, and every story we had ever been told. My father stood several feet away, staring at the creature with an expression that made one thing painfully clear: he had seen something like this before. “Ryan, don’t listen to it,” my father warned, moving toward us. “It will use your fear against you.” I turned to him, anger still burning inside me. “You knew it was here.” He hesitated. “I knew there was something beneath the chamber, but I never knew it could awaken like this.” I stepped closer, keeping Betty beside me. “That’s another lie.” My father opened his mouth, but before he could answer, the ancient being raise







