The Alpha's Forgotten Mate의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

Caelan's POV"I don't know. Mara sealed it with magic that responds only to Aeliana’s blood. If anyone but Aeliana tries to open it, the contents will be destroyed." Thomas watched as I studied the pouch. "She said it contains proof… evidence of who Aeliana really is and what happened to her family. But she also said the knowledge could be dangerous, that Aeliana needs to be strong enough to bear the truth before she learns it."I tucked the pouch carefully into my pocket. "What else did Mara tell you? Specific information about the Seekers' methods, the Shadow Council's likely approach?""The Seekers will try negotiation first. They'll offer protection, resources, partnership… anything to get Aeliana to come willingly. If that fails, they'll attempt capture through force or subterfuge. They want her alive and functional because dead Vessels are useless to them. She has to be alive for the extraction to work." Thomas ticked points off on his fingers. "The Shadow Council won't bother w

Caelan's POV"Does she know combat applications?" Liora pressed."Unknown. We haven't tested that specifically." Theron muttered. "But the entity has combat experience from the God Wars. If she can access that knowledge, channel it...""That's a big if," Theron cautioned. "Channeling the entity's combat experience while maintaining control of yourself is incredibly advanced. It could just as easily consume the person if they're not careful.""Then we'd better be careful," I said. "Because that might be our best weapon against the Shadow Council. David, defensive positions?"David indicated points on the map. "We have natural advantages... our pack territory is a familiar ground, where we can set up ambush points, and we control supply lines. But we also have vulnerabilities. The packhouse itself, while secure, it isn't designed to withstand a coordinated assault by enemies with God War artifacts.""Evacuate non-combatants," Marcus suggested immediately. "Children, elders, anyone who c

Aeliana's POVWhile I read, the vial pulsed violently, and before I could react, flashes of something eerily familiar flooded my mind.A woman with dark hair and kind eyes, bending over a cradle, with tears streaming down her face. "I'm so sorry, my darling. I'm so sorry we can't keep you safe."I gasped, nearly dropping the letter. "I saw her... I mean, I think I saw my mother.""I think it's the vial," Caelan said, his voice tight. "It's triggering something."I kept reading, and with each word, more fragments surfaced:"The vial contains a drop of our blood... your father's and mine, mixed and preserved with magic. It will prove your heritage to anyone who doubts it. More importantly, it can guide you to us if we are still alive. Hold it in moonlight and speak our true names... the names I've written on the back of this letter. If we survive... if we're anywhere in this world, the blood will show you the way."I could see a man with stern features and gentle hands, lifting me high

Caelan's POVI arrived with David and Marcus as my escorts, keeping our numbers small as protocol demanded. The other Alphas were already there, each with their own seconds with them."Alpha Caelan," Thomas greeted me formally. "Your request for an emergency meeting was... unexpected. It's been years since anyone invoked the crisis protocol.""Which means the situation must be dire," Sarah added, her gaze assessing. "You said lives were at stake. Your pack's and potentially ours.""Thank you for coming on such short notice," I said, moving to the center of the circle formed by the stones. "What I'm about to tell you doesn't leave this clearing unless you agree to help. This information is dangerous... the kind that gets people killed if it spreads to the wrong ears.""You're asking for blind trust," Marcus Silverstone said, his tone sharp. "That's a lot to ask from Alphas you rarely interact with.""I'm asking you to listen. After you've heard everything, you can decide whether to hel

Aeliana's POVI didn’t remember falling asleep.One second, Caelan was ordering me to rest... his voice low and firm, the kind that made my body obey even when I wanted to keep fighting. Next, my head hit the pillow, and exhaustion dragged me under so fast I didn’t even have the strength to argue.The last thing I felt was his arm curling around my waist, pulling me into his warmth.And then the world shifts, and I am transported to another place.There is something about this place... it is sharper, colder, and too vivid to be anything my mind invented. It's like I’d slipped through a crack in reality and stepped into a place where time didn’t follow rules.I feel the entity’s presence wrapped around me immediately; it is so familiar yet overwhelming—like being submerged in light and pressure at the same time."You have grown," the voice murmured. Opened enough to see what we see. To walk the paths that branch before you.My breath caught. “What is this?” My voice echoed strangely, l