Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's chosen One : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

The corridors of the Lycian palace felt alive.Every step echoed with the weight of a thousand secrets—cold stone whispering, gold-veined walls reflecting flickers of torchlight, and shadows stretching long as if reaching for us. Two warriors escorted Liam and me down the hall, their armor glinting and their eyes forward, stiff and emotionless.Liam leaned slightly against me. His body was exhausted, but his mind—through the bond—was louder than ever. Fear. Shame. Worry. And beneath it all, something deeper… guilt.I tightened my hold on him.“You’re not a burden,” I murmured softly.He blinked. “I didn’t say anything.”“You didn’t have to.”The guards heard but pretended not to. Wolves in this palace were trained like statues: loyal, silent, and dangerous.One of the guards stopped at a tall arched door carved with moon sigils.“This is the Prince’s chamber,” he said.The door swung open.My breath caught.The room was enormous—larger than my entire Alpha office at home. Vaulted ceil

The halls of the palace felt different after last night—heavier, colder, as if something unseen had slipped through the cracks and settled into the stones themselves. People whispered as I walked past, bowing respectfully, but their eyes betrayed what their mouths wouldn’t dare say. Fear was growing. So was doubt.And both were now tied to one thing:Liam.The prophecy whispered by Lady Mireya.The way the walls had felt alive when I touched them.The rogue who said “He’s waking.” before dying.And the tightening grip of fate around my throat.I walked down the main corridor, the morning lanterns flickering weakly. Shadows clung stubbornly to the corners as if refusing to be chased away. I paused at the window, staring out at the courtyard where soldiers trained beneath the pale winter sun.Everything looked normal.But nothing felt normal anymore.A soft knock reached my ears before the door opened behind me.“Selene.” Liam’s voice. Quiet. Careful. As if he were afraid I might break.

The moon had barely risen when the whispers started.I felt them before I heard them—soft threads of tension weaving through the pack house hallways, tugging at the edges of my wolf’s senses. Something was off. Something new. Or perhaps… something old, resurfacing like a scar beneath fresh skin.Liam was asleep in the healer’s wing, finally resting after another episode of pain that Mira still couldn’t fully explain. I’d stayed with him until his breathing settled, until his face relaxed from the haunted grimace it carried too often. I’d forced myself to leave only when duty called—patrol logs, border reports, training schedules.Alpha life didn’t pause for a mate bond, no matter how loudly my wolf snarled about it.I stepped out onto the balcony overlooking the courtyard, letting the night air cool my burning thoughts. Down below, two figures sat near the training grounds—Kael and Aria. They were speaking in low, hushed voices. Too quiet. Too careful.Curiosity slid into my chest lik

SeleneThe moment I stepped into Liam’s room, the scent of night air and quiet tension filled my lungs. He stood by the window, moonlight brushing across his face, and before I said a word, I felt it—that familiar pull.The same pull I had felt years ago.The same pull I had spent years pretending never existed.“Liam,” I said quietly.He turned, and his eyes softened in a way that unsettled me more than a threat ever could. “Selene.”“I need answers.” I folded my arms, hiding the nerves tightening my chest. “Earlier… when I asked Mira to investigate, the elders said something strange. They said you felt familiar. As if you’d been inside this pack long before now.”His jaw tightened.“And I want to know,” I continued, stepping closer, “have we met before?”Silence crashed between us.Then—he nodded.I exhaled sharply. “When?”His eyes lifted to mine, steady and aching.“The year of the Blood Moon… seven years ago.”My breath stopped.The Blood Moon Ceremony.The same night everything

Mira’s words kept replaying in my mind even long after she left my office.You knew him before.You protected him.He was taken from you.He is the heir of the ShadowFang pack.I felt the floor tilt beneath me. Everything inside me twisted—my wolf snarling in recognition, my heart in denial, my mind racing to catch up with a destiny I never asked for.Liam.The terrified boy I once hid in the woods.The boy my father ripped away from me.The boy whose memory he erased.And now that boy… was my mate.The moon seemed dimmer that night as I walked down the hallway toward the guest wing. Every step felt heavy, like the past weighed down my shoes. I paused outside his door. My heart—traitorous, wild—beat louder with each breath.I raised my fist to knock, but before I touched the door, it opened.Liam stood there, hair tousled, chest rising and falling too fast, eyes glowing faintly like he had sensed me long before I arrived.“Selene,” he whispered, voice low and raw.The bond pulsed betw