Alle Kapitel von THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE : Kapitel 91 – Kapitel 100

The creature smiled at me, and the moment our eyes met, every wolf in the chamber dropped to the ground as though an invisible force had crushed them beneath an unbearable weight. Damian remained standing beside me, although I could feel his body trembling as the ancient power filled the chamber and the curse inside him fought desperately against it. I wanted to move, but the First Flame inside my chest had become completely still, and that frightened me more than the darkness because it felt as though something inside me was waiting for permission to awaken.The creature stepped away from the broken throne, revealing a massive body covered in silver markings that moved beneath his skin like living shadows. His blackened bone crown rested above long silver hair, and although his face looked different from the man I had known as Vaelgor, there was something about his eyes that made my heart ache with recognition. Asterion stared at him for several seconds before slowly stepping backward

I stared at my son, unable to understand the words he had just spoken, while Damian remained beside me with his hand firmly wrapped around mine. “What do you mean you remember who killed me?” I asked, forcing the question through a throat that had suddenly become dry, and my son looked toward Vaelgor before answering. The true Vaelgor's expression changed immediately, and for the first time since he had appeared, he looked like someone who was afraid of the truth rather than the creature standing behind him.“I remember everything from that night,” my son said, his golden eyes beginning to glow as memories awakened inside him. “I remember the kingdom burning, I remember grandmother Elara screaming your name, and I remember someone wearing Asterion's face standing over your body.” Asterion went completely still at those words, and his grip tightened around his weapon as he slowly turned toward Vaelgor.“That was not me,” Asterion said, his voice dangerously calm. My son nodded, but his

I felt my stomach tighten because I already knew where this was going, but the stranger continued before either of us could speak. “Your bloodline did not simply protect Selena's descendants, Damian; it carried the key to a prison that was never meant to be opened.” The First Flame inside my chest suddenly went cold.My son looked at Damian, then at me, and his expression changed as another memory returned to him. “Mother,” he said slowly, “I remember now why the Blackwoods were ordered to protect our bloodline.” I swallowed hard and asked, “Why?”He looked toward Vaelgor, and the ancient king immediately stepped backward. “They weren't protecting us from Vaelgor,” my son said, and his eyes moved toward the stranger beneath the broken throne. “They were protecting Vaelgor from us.”The moment he finished speaking, the stranger lifted his hand, and thousands of symbols suddenly appeared across the ancient walls. The markings glowed with golden light, spreading through the chamber until

The stranger nodded. My heart sank as I looked at Damian because all this time, I had believed our connection was the result of fate, the ancient bond, or even the curse that had followed his bloodline for generations, but now I realized the truth was far more terrifying: someone had designed our bloodlines to find each other long before Damian and I were ever born. Then the mark on Damian's palm began bleeding, and he cried out as he dropped to one knee while black veins spread from the symbol toward his wrist.I rushed toward him despite everything the stranger had said, and this time Damian did not stop me. The moment I touched him, the First Flame erupted between us with such force that the chamber shook and a voice echoed through the darkness. “Two keys have returned,” the voice said, and when the stranger looked toward the ancient throne, his expression became unusually serious. “The prison is opening.”Then the ground beneath Damian cracked open.Damian's body dropped as the sto

Aurelius's words left me staring at him in disbelief because I could not understand how the son I had once held in my arms could now speak as though he carried a darkness I had personally locked away. The First Flame remained strangely quiet inside my chest, and that frightened me more than its usual violent reactions because it had always responded whenever I faced something connected to my ancient past. Damian stepped closer to me, his golden eyes fixed on Aurelius, while my son moved to my other side as though instinctively trying to protect me from whatever was about to happen.“What did I seal?” I finally asked, forcing the words through my dry throat as Aurelius watched me with an expression filled with centuries of grief. He lowered his head for a moment before looking toward the stranger beneath the throne, and the hatred that appeared in his eyes made me realize that the answer was connected to the very being standing behind us. “You sealed the part of me that they could not c