All Chapters of The Alpha's Long Lost Sigma: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

⭐Aria POV⭐Kathrine stared at me—unblinking, unmoving, as if even the act of breathing might shatter the fragile thoughts racing behind her eyes. A heavy silence settled between us, stretching out like a taut string on the verge of snapping. The air in the room felt colder, heavier, as though the walls themselves were holding their breath. I could feel my pulse ticking faster with every heartbeat, nerves crackling beneath my skin. My fingers twitched at my side, tempted to reach for Klaus through the bond, to anchor myself with his presence. But before I could, Kathrine finally turned her gaze away from me and fixed it on the distant nothing as though trying to see a future only she could imagine. She sighed—a soft, weary sound—and then let out a dry chuckle that carried a thousand unsaid things: “He’s already taken the blood oath,” she murmured, her voice laced with resignation and something close to awe. “He’s tied his life to yours. He’s marked you. And soon… you’ll carry his bloo

⭐Aria POV⭐I walked down the aisle and stood in front of Klaus. I locked eyes with him, oblivious to the murmurs, the sacred rituals, or the crowd holding their breath around us. In that moment, it was just the two of us—me and him. Joy bubbled up inside me, swelling so intensely I thought I might float right off the ground.“I do,” I said aloud, my voice steady, glowing with certainty. I smiled up at him, my heart fluttering like a captive bird waiting to be released. I longed to hear him say it too—those two simple words that would bind us forever.He parted his lips, and I held my breath.My smile widened.And then— BANG… BANGThe deafening crack of a bullet shattered the air. The sound ricocheted off the high walls, slicing through music, silence, and dreams alike. Before I could even react, Klaus’s arms wrapped tightly around me, pulling me into his chest. I gripped him instinctively, burying myself in the safety of his arms. Gasps erupted around us. Chaos rippled through the gu

⭐Klaus POV⭐I stood at the top of the grand staircase, watching as guests filed out of the palace in stunned silence—dazed, confused, murmuring what they had witnessed and no one dared speak too loudly—as if the truth of what had just happened might shatter if given a name. I couldn’t believe it. This was supposed to be my wedding day. The day I’d dreamed of more than anything. And that dream only grew stronger the moment I met Aria. I could sense Tory, Elijah, and Sam in their wolf forms, racing across the land. Their paws pounded against the earth as they tore through the surrounding land, howls cutting through the air, noses to the ground, hunting for any trace of her scent. The land was a blur beneath them, but I knew they wouldn’t stop—not until they found her or found something. Desperation clung to the wind like smoke, thick and suffocating me. The second the palace doors were closed, I shifted without hesitation, bones cracking, muscles stretching until my paws met the cold

⭐Klaus POV⭐I stood stone-still in the war room, but inside… I was burning alive.My chest heaved like I’d just run through fire. One hand gripped the edge of the table so tightly my knuckles turned white, the other was buried deep in my pocket, clenched around the pregnancy test like it was the last tether to my sanity.I hadn’t let it go.I couldn’t let it go.the confirmation of a child, My CHILD, somthing that I never got to dream about. This stick had become more sacred than any other thing I’d ever held. It was proof that Aria had been here. That she was mine. That someone had stolen everything from me.And now I could feel the beast beneath my skin—my wolf—howling to be let loose. My bones ached from holding him back, from keeping myself caged while she was out there… taken.Mika stood in front of me, her expression unreadable—like she was standing at the edge of a storm, unsure if it would destroy her or pass her by. Of course that storm was me.My mother stood beside her, her

⭐Aria POV⭐I thought he was gone. I thought all of them were no longer in my life.I thought I’d buried the memory of that night deep enough to never face it —never face any of them again. But life had a cruel way of tearing open wounds you thought had scarred over.I stood frozen, breath caught in my throat, eyes fixed on the shadow that emerged from the far end of the chamber entrance. The warm, flickering light from the torches danced against the stone, casting his features in and out of view—but it was enough.Enough to recognize him.Enough to make my blood run cold.My mind struggled to catch up, confusion clouding every thought. It was like staring into a nightmare that had stepped out of the past and made itself real again.He moved forward, one step—calm, unhurried.“Carl…” The name slipped from my lips, barely a whisper. A ghost of sound meant more for myself than for him.But he heard it.He smiled.A slow, smug curl of his lips that sent ice crawling up my spine.He took