All Chapters of FALLING FOR THE ALPHA'S SHADOW: Chapter 101 - Chapter 109

Kairos’s POV“Some paths narrow not to trap you, but to see what you will leave behind.”“Choose carefully.”The voice faded, but its weight did not.The path beneath our feet tightened as we walked. Stone walls pressed closer on both sides, smooth and cold, threaded with faint veins of silver light. The air smelled like rain trapped underground. Every step echoed too clearly, as if the place wanted to count them.Seren stayed close. Our hands remained linked, not out of fear, but intention.The Thread pulsed softly now. No longer testing. Observing.I felt it brushing against my thoughts. Not invading. Measuring how easily I let go.Seren slowed. “This part listens,” she whispered.I nodded. “Then do not lie to it.”She gave a short breath that almost sounded like a laugh. “I have never been good at that.”The corridor bent sharply. The silver veins brightened. Then the path opened into a wide chamber.It was empty.No mirrors. No voices. Just a smooth floor and a ceiling lost in sha

Kairos’s POV“If truth demands more than courage, then it will have to take it from me.”“Prepare yourself.”The words followed us into the dark like a hand at my back.The passage narrowed, then dipped. The floor sloped downward, slick and cold beneath our boots. The air grew thin. Each breath tasted sharp, like metal after rain. The Thread at my chest pulsed in a steady rhythm, faster than my heart now.Seren stayed close. We did not speak. The place did not want noise. It wanted listening.The path opened suddenly into a chamber shaped like a bowl. At its center stood a low stone platform. Smooth. Unmarked. Waiting.A ring of pale light circled the platform. Not a barrier. An invitation.Seren stopped at the edge. “This is it,” she said softly.“The truth gate,” I replied.She nodded. “It will not hurt us the same way.”“Worse,” I said.She looked at me, eyes steady. “You are still here.”“So are you.”We stepped into the circle together.The light flared once, then settled.The ch

Kairos’s POV“Phase two only works if you think I will break.”“Phase two begins.”The voice did not echo. It settled into the stone, into my bones, into the Thread itself.Seren moved closer to me without a word. Her shoulder brushed mine. Not seeking cover. Claiming ground.The space around us reshaped slowly, like something waking. The narrow chamber stretched wider, its walls breathing in and out. Runes surfaced along the rock, dull at first, then brightening in slow pulses.I recognized none of them.“That is not Ravager craft,” Seren murmured.“No,” I agreed. “It is older.”The air thickened. The pressure was different from before. Not crushing. Pulling. Like gravity deciding where it wanted us to stand.The voice returned, deeper now. “Bonded alpha. Thread bearer. Phase two evaluates divergence.”Seren exhaled sharply. “Divergence from what.”“From outcome,” the voice replied. “From destiny.”I felt the Thread tighten, then split.Not break.Divide.A sharp heat flared across m

Kairos’s POV“Loss is only irreversible if you refuse to carry it.”“Prepare for irreversible loss.”The warning chased us down the narrowing passage.Stone screamed as it shifted. The walls pressed inward, not to crush us, but to hurry us. Like the place itself wanted an answer before it collapsed.Rowan limped on my left. Vaughn staggered on my right. Seren stayed ahead, guiding us without looking back, her senses stretched thin and sharp.“Left,” she said. “Now.”We turned just as the path behind us sealed shut with a violent crack.The air changed immediately. Warmer. Heavy with ash and old blood.We spilled into a wider chamber, rough and uneven, lit by slow moving veins of blue fire running through the walls. The flames did not burn. They watched.Rowan bent over, hands on his knees, breathing hard. Vaughn slid down the wall and sat heavily, eyes shut.“Do not rest,” I said. “Not yet.”Vaughn forced his eyes open. “I am listening.”Seren pressed her palm to the stone floor. Her