All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S LAST CHOICE : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Selena’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the figure in the clearing—herself, yet not. The woman mirrored her every feature: the curve of her jaw, the defiance in her eyes, the way her fingers curled like they knew how to harness storms. But there was something more ancient in the double’s gaze—something wild, unfiltered, and terrifyingly familiar. She wasn’t just a reflection. She was a piece of Selena that had been hidden away.Damian stood behind her, tense and unmoving, eyes darkened not by surprise but by recognition. That one detail lit a fuse in Selena’s mind. How long had he known? What else had he buried beneath his silence?The wind stilled, as if the forest itself was holding its breath. Selena took a step forward. The figure did the same. Power surged in the air, thick with memory and magic, laced with something almost forbidden.“Who are you?” Selena whispered, though part of her already knew the answer. The doppelgänger tilted her head. Her voice, when it cam

The silence after the howls was the most deafening sound Selena had ever heard. It pressed against her eardrums, thick and smothering, like the forest had sealed itself shut to witness what came next.She stood frozen, heart pounding wildly in her chest, the eerie glow of her pendant the only light as the woods swallowed the moon. Every instinct screamed at her to run, to shift, to disappear into the trees—but her legs wouldn’t move. Because something was coming.The earth shuddered again, and this time it wasn’t the whisper of ancient magic or the trembling of roots—it was footsteps. Heavy. Measured. Predatory.Then, from the shadows, came a voice she hadn’t heard in years. “Well, well. They didn’t kill you after all.”Selena’s breath caught in her throat. The voice was cruelly familiar—laced with venom and dusted with mockery, like a blade she thought she’d buried deep but now found at her throat again.From the mist emerged a man she thought had died long ago. Ronan. Her former pac

The night air was thick with smoke, the acrid scent of burning wood blending with the chilling touch of the winds. Selena’s breath was ragged, each inhale a struggle as the ancient power coursed through her veins like fire. She gripped the pendant around her neck, its warmth now a searing heat against her skin, pulsing in time with the thunderous beat of her heart. The Queen’s presence inside her was undeniable—her every thought was consumed by the curse that ran through her bloodline. It was no longer a question of whether Selena could control it. She was terrified she would lose herself entirely.“Kael,” Selena whispered, her voice thick with the weight of it all. She could feel the Queen stirring in her mind like a dark, ancient force. “I can’t—”“You’re stronger than you think,” Kael’s voice came out strained, the words catching in his throat. His crimson eyes were filled with concern, but there was something else there too—something broken. He could see the struggle inside her, t

The world smelled like smoke and silence.Selena’s eyes fluttered open to a sky choked with ash, the air thick and unmoving. Branches above her twisted in unnatural shapes, their bark blackened like bones pulled from fire. She didn’t remember collapsing. She didn’t remember standing again either. Had she?Her fingers trembled against the scorched soil as she pushed herself up. The forest—no, what was left of it—stretched around her in ruin. Everything looked... hollow. Like it had been gutted from the inside.A heartbeat pulsed behind her ribs, but it wasn’t hers alone.Let me in… The voice echoed from within, silk and smoke, curling through her bones. Selena clutched her chest as if she could claw it out, her breath ragged. The pendant around her neck had shattered completely—its fragments scattered like teeth on the ground.She scrambled to her feet. “Kael?” she called out. “Kael!” No answer.The trees were wrong. They leaned toward her, not in welcome but in worship. She could feel

The silence shattered. Selena lunged toward the ritual circle, fire bursting from her palms. The wards around Mira shimmered like oil on water, pulsing against her magic—repelling, resisting. The glyphs carved into the stones flared white-hot, forming a barrier not just of power, but of memory. Ancient. Deliberate. Mira didn’t move. She stood motionless, her feet inches from the ground, eyes glowing faintly gold. Not the gold of sunlight. The gold of something older—something buried.“It’s already begun,” she’d said. Selena slammed her palm into the nearest rune-stone. Flame licked down her arm, snaking into the glyph, but the magic only hissed in protest. Her fire couldn’t burn through it. Kael grabbed her elbow, pulling her back. “Selena, this isn’t like before. This is binding magic—older than the courts. This is blood-forged.”“I don’t care!” she snapped. “She’s still in there—I felt her!” “Then don’t lose her by losing yourself,” Kael said, steady and firm. “Think.” Selena’s brea