Semua Bab Forbidden: Fated To My Step Son : Bab 71 - Bab 77

Amara’s POV Pain was the first gift.The moment my fingers closed around the shard, fire tore through every vein like it had been waiting centuries to wake inside me. I screamed without sound, my knees hitting stone that was no longer real. The Vault vanished. Kael vanished. Everything vanished except light—endless, merciless, divine.I didn’t know if I was dying or transforming.Maybe both.The shard seared my palm, but I couldn’t let go. I wasn’t sure I even had a body anymore. I was just a soul pulled across a thousand years of memory. I saw the First Alpha, born of moonlight and blood, carving the laws of the packs into the earth with a howl that shook the sky. I saw betrayals—power ripped from spirit, cursed blood buried beneath mountains, families broken into packs to control what could no longer be contained.And then I saw her.A woman who looked like me. Same eyes. Same fire.She stood at the edge of the first war, holding a blade of light.You are the echo. You are the last

Amara's POV Light still clung to him like a second skin.Kael knelt at the center of the Vault, the shard’s glow embedded in his chest slowly dimming to a pulsing silver. The walls, once alive with shifting runes and ancestral voices, had quieted. But it wasn’t peace. It was pause, like the entire Vault was holding its breath, waiting to see what he had become.He didn’t speak.Neither did I.I kept my hand on his back, grounding him. Grounding myself. Because if I looked too closely, I might see it—the cost he had paid. The fracture forming in his soul, the one I couldn’t seal with love alone.Victor stood just outside the circle, uncharacteristically still. Even he didn’t make a sarcastic remark, which terrified me more than anything.Alexander’s voice broke the silence. “The shard didn’t kill him.”“But it changed him,” I said softly. “Didn’t it?”Kael raised his head. His eyes were different now. Not in color, still that deep, storm-shadowed brown. But something behind them had s

Amara's POV Light still clung to him like a second skin.Kael knelt at the center of the Vault, the shard’s glow embedded in his chest slowly dimming to a pulsing silver. The walls, once alive with shifting runes and ancestral voices, had quieted. But it wasn’t peace. It was pause, like the entire Vault was holding its breath, waiting to see what he had become.He didn’t speak.Neither did I.I kept my hand on his back, grounding him. Grounding myself. Because if I looked too closely, I might see it—the cost he had paid. The fracture forming in his soul, the one I couldn’t seal with love alone.Victor stood just outside the circle, uncharacteristically still. Even he didn’t make a sarcastic remark, which terrified me more than anything.Alexander’s voice broke the silence. “The shard didn’t kill him.”“But it changed him,” I said softly. “Didn’t it?”Kael raised his head. His eyes were different now. Not in color, still that deep, storm-shadowed brown. But something behind them had s