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CHAPTER101- ASHES OF THE ANCHOR.
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THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER108- THE INVITATION BENEATH THE SKIN.
The door groaned as the smoke-hand pressed into its frame, not forcing it open, but caressing it—like it knew it belonged there. Selena stepped in front of her younger self instinctively, shielding the girl whose locket still pulsed with silver fire. Her twin moved as well, blade drawn, her stance matching Selena’s with a synchronicity that startled even now.The spiral beneath their feet trembled, its shimmer losing shape, becoming liquid memory. Threads of past moments bled through the mist—her first battle cry, her final goodbye, the place where she buried hope and called it strength. Calem pulled her closer, jaw clenched, the dagger in his hand humming as if sensing something older than blades approaching.The faceless form paused. It didn’t push past the threshold, but neither did it vanish. Instead, it tilted its non-existent head, as though listening. The child near the spiral knelt, touching the stone again, her fingers tracing a shape Selena couldn’t quite see. “They weren’t
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER107- THE FIRST NAME SHE FORGOT.
The spiral gleamed beneath the child’s feet, no longer a symbol of fate, but a living, breathing path that twisted with memory and consequence. Selena’s heart pounded as she stared into the chasm, where fragments of her past flickered like shattered glass. The child stood at its edge, the braid of silver-and-shadowed hair still in her small hands. “Not all of you made it across the fire,” she said again, her voice softer now, touched by something ancient. “Some parts stayed behind. Some names, too.”Selena stepped closer, each motion trembling with the weight of what might resurface. Her twin didn’t speak—only watched, eyes narrowed, posture guarded—as if sensing this choice went deeper than any trial before. The air thickened, not with fear, but with the ache of nearing something she’d long forgotten how to hold. As she looked down into the spiral’s glimmering path, visions rose like mist: a girl screaming under a moonless sky, hands raw from digging graves that weren’t yet empty. A
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER106- THE DOOR MADE OF NAMES.
The spiral of echoes tightened, their faceless gazes searing into Selena’s skin like brands from forgotten lifetimes. The ground beneath them breathed in pulses, not alive in the way the earth should be, but sentient—curious. The door of bone and starlight shimmered at its center, stitched with names she didn’t recognize, yet somehow knew. Her heart beat in rhythm with it, a quiet, relentless thrum as though the door had remembered her before she ever touched the Spiral.Calem stood beside her, his hand still in hers, though his gaze was locked on the door with a stillness that bordered on reverence. “This wasn’t built by the Spiral,” he said, voice low, awed. “This was buried before it. Hidden beneath every answer and every god that claimed dominion over you.” He raised his other hand, palm open, silver light threading his veins like veins of lightning. “Selena, that door is not a gate. It’s a reckoning.”Selena’s twin took a step back, suddenly pale, her glow flickering with hesitat
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER105- THE HEART THAT REMEMBERS.
The silver thread tightened around her heart like a whisper made flesh—warm, steady, and unbearably gentle. It didn’t demand, didn’t burn, didn’t scream. It remembered. Every place it touched shimmered with memory: laughter in the rain with Calem, the tremble in her mother’s hands, the first time she defied the prophecy and chose to live. The thread didn’t promise survival. It offered selfhood.Behind her, the dark thread hissed and cracked, snapping back into the storm of discarded fates with a sound like a soul breaking. The Gate reared in protest, its spiral slowing, reversing again, as if uncertain what to make of her defiance. The mirrored figures inside blurred—some vanishing, some watching, some weeping. Others smiled. She felt them all like echoes across her skin. But the silver thread pulsed once more—not as a chain, but as an anchor.Calem’s hand still gripped hers, grounding them as the wind turned sharp with splintered futures. The ground beneath their feet folded—not coll
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE INTERLUDE - THE THREAD THAT REMEMBERS.(Selena’s Point of View)
They say memory is a thread. But mine is a tapestry of fire, ash, and names I no longer dare speak aloud. I stand now where the world bends—a place between what I was and what I might still become—and all I can do is look back. Not to mourn it. But to remember what I bled to carry forward.I was not born to destiny. I was born to absence. To the silence my mother left behind, to the curse in my blood no one understood, and to the whisper that kept me awake long before I knew it was the Gate. My name was just a sound once. Now it is a storm. A reckoning. A key.I remember the Academy walls, the brittle stone of a place that never felt like home. I remember pretending strength, while the darkness inside me folded itself into silence. I remember him—Calem—watching with eyes that didn’t demand, only understood. And yet even he didn’t see what slept beneath my skin.There were others. Wounds with faces. Those who called me sister, student, soldier, traitor. I buried one with my own hands.
THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE CHAPTER104- WHAT THREADS CANNOT UNDO.
The Gate’s voice rippled through her marrow, not in sound but in sensation—an unraveling that began from within. Selena staggered as the words echoed again, this time inside the hollows of her ribs: What will you become when you choose to unmake me? She tasted metal on her tongue, not blood, but memory, like the forgotten name of a storm. Calem called to her, but the world dimmed around his voice, swallowed by the pulse of the Gate’s breath. Each second stretched, not with hesitation, but with the weight of all she might lose—or all she might release.She turned slowly, gaze falling to the lock now cracked like glass under flame. It no longer spun. It stared. The eye had widened, revealing layers beneath layers, riddled with fragments of places she’d never been but remembered as dreams that ended too early. Cities swallowed by silence. Skies carved with endless teeth. Children with her eyes, asking her why she left. The Gate didn’t show her what might be. It showed her what had alre
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