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Chapter 36: The Blood Between Us
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The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 41: A Quiet Kind of Sunshine
(Rowan’s POV)I hadn’t expected the call to come so early. Honestly, I hadn’t expected it at all.But when the call came in from Calla—her voice careful, as always—I couldn’t say no. Asher wanted to spend the day with me. Me. And I’d be damned if I made him wait more than ten minutes.Now, with the boy bouncing in my arms, his tiny arms looped around my neck like he’d done it a hundred times before, I felt something warm settle in my chest. Something unfamiliar.Comfort.He smelled faintly of cinnamon and warm linen—whatever Calla had used on his skin this morning—and his hair was soft against my chin.“Where are we going?” he asked, bouncing once in my hold.“We’re not going out today,” I said, shifting him onto my hip. “Thought we could stay in my quarters. You haven’t seen them yet.”His silver eyes widened like I’d just told him he could fly. “Your room is big?”“It’s… decent.”“Is it bigger than ours?”I snorted. “Much.”Asher grinned and flung his arms in the air. “Then let’s go
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 40: Wolves in Silk and Shadows
(Calla’s POV)The first test was about to begin.I stared at the landline phone in my hand longer than necessary, debating if I should actually go through with this. But then I glanced across the room where Asher was sprawled across the rug, legs kicking absently in the air, humming as he built some complicated shape with a stack of wooden animal blocks Rowan had sent over a few days ago.“Are you sure?” I asked him again, kneeling beside him.He nodded enthusiastically, his silver eyes wide with excitement. “Yes! I want to be with the big guy today.”I tried not to flinch. Tried not to drown in the ache that washed over me every time he called Rowan that. The big guy. Not Dad. Not Father. Just… the title of a stranger who had no idea the blood running through that little body mirrored his own.But maybe it was better that way.For now.“All right,” I whispered, tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear. “But you remember what I said, right?”He dropped his blocks and nodded again,
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 39: A Thread of Fire and Fog
(Calla’s POV)What the actual hell just happened?My hands were still trembling, the ghost of movement lingering in every muscle as the guards dragged the two masked intruders away. Blood smeared the floor. My breath felt like fire in my throat. My thighs still pulsed from the crouch I held too long behind that pillar, and my heart? It was a wild, caged thing that refused to calm.They were going to hurt me. Or spy on me. Or worse.And then Elira. That witch. That serpent in silk.She’d stepped into the hallway with her applause and smug little grin like this was a stage performance she bought front-row tickets for. But she hadn’t lifted a single finger to stop them. Hadn’t gasped, hadn’t flinched. Just watched me fight for my life and acted like it was entertainment.And I didn’t tell Rowan.I didn’t mention Elira standing there in the shadows.Not because I was afraid. Not anymore. But because… if I had, it would’ve changed everything. She was playing a game, and I was just starting
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 38: A Visitor in the Dark
(Calla’s POV)It always began with a dream. A touch that didn’t belong in memory, a scent that curled beneath my skin. Rowan.It was one of those dreams again.My body reacted before my mind did. The warmth of his palm tracing fire across my waist, the press of his mouth just below my jawline, the whisper of his voice rumbling at the shell of my ear.“Mine,” he murmured.Heat coiled low in my stomach, and my fingers curled into the fabric of the sheets. My back arched into a phantom embrace, a need that bloomed despite everything I knew better than to want.And then—Crash.The sound ripped me from the illusion like a blade slicing through silk.My eyes flew open.Another crash. Outside my door.I didn’t think. I moved.Within seconds, I was off the bed. My instincts roared to life, louder than the pounding of my heart. I grabbed my scarf from the bedside, wrapping it tightly to hide my face. My silver hair was twisted and shoved beneath a cap. Nothing about me would be recognizable.
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 37: The Eyes That See Too Much
(Calla's POV)As Freya entered the room, I saw she was different.Not because of the tattoos running down her arms like ancient runes or the platinum blonde braid cascading over one shoulder like a lash of silver. No. Because of the way she regarded me.As if she already knew what I was going to say.As if she already knows me.And that set me on my guard.I didn't let it show.Rather, I settled back against the diner table's edge, arm draped around my waist, and watched. She moved sinuously, feeling Asher's pulse, scanning the results of whatever old machine she extracted from her backpack and coaxing soft questions from him in a tone that was not quite soft enough to belong to a woman who walked through darkness like a warrior.She was sucking peppermint gum, her mouth jammed full, a burn in her eyes that cut lies like a blade.Rowan stood next to me, arms crossed over his chest, watching quietly. The epitome of uninterested calm. But the tension between us was building, that burgeo
The Alpha’s Forgotten Bride Chapter 36: The Blood Between Us
(Rowan’s POV)There are moments when instinct speaks louder than reason.And right now, instinct was screaming.Calla stood across the room, arms folded tight over her chest, watching Freya administer the final steps of the transfusion. Her silver hair, half-hidden beneath a dark scarf, caught the sunlight leaking in through the window. It glimmered like frost and memory. Like something familiar I couldn’t quite name.Asher had dozed off on the couch, cheek resting against a folded throw pillow, still clutching the little carrot he refused to part with.My blood was inside him now.Running through his veins.And gods help me, the boy looked…better. Stronger. Like he was finally standing on the right side of a war I didn’t even know he was fighting.But that shouldn’t be possible. Not from a single blood donation.Not from me.“You sure you’re not a fertility god?” Freya muttered from beside me, scribbling something into a small tablet she’d pulled from her pouch.I side-eyed her. “Wha
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