All Chapters of Forsaken by the Alpha: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Selene wasn't supposed to be in this hallway for long. It was a passage between service routes, rarely used unless one needed to avoid the hallways. That's why she took it. Less attention. Less noise. Less chance of being seen.The castle was never truly quiet.Not today.Voices came from an archway ahead. They were low, careless and unguarded like people spoke when they thought no one important was listening. Selene slowed down instinctively. Her steps softened without thought. She folded into the shadows of the stone as she passed."I'm telling you it's already starting," one of them said.Selene didn't mean to stop.. She did. Just slightly. Not enough to be noticed. Just enough to hear."You can feel it in the air," another voice replied, uneasy. "The full moon doesn't just rise. It pulls everything with it."Someone scoffed. "That's superstition.""It isn't," the first voice snapped quickly. "Ask anyone who's shifted before. The body starts preparing days ahead. You don't just wak

Selene remained frozen on the floor of the dungeon, her breathing not steady as the words hung in the air around her.Has the moon remembered its chosen light?The voice was not loud. It felt louder than the bell that hung above the castle. A faint ringing still echoed in her ears like the sound was still moving through her body. Selene blinked slowly, her lashes trembling as she tried to figure out what was real and what her mind was making up.The dungeon was not helping her. It never did. The stone walls, the damp air, the stillness it all felt like it was watching her.Her pulse was pounding painfully under her ribs as she slowly pushed herself up, one shaking hand pressed against the floor while the bucket that had been knocked over kept spilling water beside her.The pain under her skin was still there, quieter now but no less unsettling, pulsing faintly through her arms like something alive beneath flesh. She flexed her fingers without meaning to then stopped away like she was

Selene barely slept that night.Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the dungeon again. The dark corridor. The iron bars. Those strange eyes staring at her from the shadows like they already knew her.There you are.The words kept echoing in her mind.She sat quietly on the edge of her bed long before the sun came up. She stared at her hands more. The scratch on her palm was still there. It was faint. Real enough to make her feel sick every time she looked at it.So it happened.Whatever that was down there, it happened.Selene swallowed hard. She quickly wrapped a cloth around her palm before anyone could see it. Her chest still felt really tight from the panic of the night but there was no time to think about it now. The morning duties had already started above the quarters and if Selene was late again, Maela would make sure everyone heard about it.She stood up slowly feeling exhausted and the exhaustion was weighing heavily in her limbs.Something about Selene's body felt diffe

The lower chambers were colder at night.Selene realized that almost immediately after the iron door shut behind her.The sound echoed heavily through the narrow stone corridor before silence settled again, thick and unmoving. One torch burned weakly outside the chamber bars, its dim light barely reaching the corners of the room they had placed her in.It wasn’t a dungeon cell.Not exactly.But it was close enough.A small stone room. Iron-barred entrance. A wooden cot against the wall. Nothing else.Temporary confinement.For the safety of the pack.Selene lowered herself slowly onto the edge of the cot, staring blankly at the floor while the words repeated themselves over and over inside her head.She still couldn’t forget the bruises on the little girl’s arm.Every time she closed her eyes, she saw them again.Her fingers had done that.Not claws.Not fully.Just her.A shaky breath left her lips as she lifted her hands slowly in front of her again. They looked normal now. Human.

The chamber had become too small for her breathing.Selene sat curled against the corner of the stone wall, knees pulled tightly to her chest while uneven breaths slipped past her lips. The torch outside the iron bars had long burned lower, its flickering light throwing restless shadows across the floor.She had stopped trying to sleep.Every time her eyes closed, pain dragged her awake again.Not sharp enough to scream.Not gentle enough to ignore.Just there.Constant.Her entire body felt wrong now.Hot one second.Freezing the next.Even the thin fabric against her skin had started feeling unbearable, like every nerve beneath her flesh had been pulled too close to the surface.Selene squeezed her eyes shut tightly as another pulse rolled beneath her skin.Stronger.Her fingers curled instantly against the stone floor.A quiet gasp escaped her lips.It was getting worse.And deep down she knew it was not stopping anymore.Outside the chamber, faint footsteps echoed through the corr