All Chapters of THE ALPHA’S GHOST: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

ETHAN'S POVThe world explodes inside my head.Kaye’s scream is not sound. It is everything at once. Images. Coordinates. Fear so sharp it cuts. Love so fierce it anchors me. Hallways folding in impossible angles. White walls. Silver restraints. Theo’s calm voice. Subject Zero’s tired eyes. The truth of what this place is and what it was built to do.I stagger as the information slams into me like lightning.My knees hit the floor.Across the barrier, Lucas screams.The sound is raw and human and full of pain. I twist toward the wall just as his voice cuts off.The hum dies.The pressure lifts.The dimensional lock drops.Lucas collapses.I am on my feet in an instant, tearing at the weakened barrier with my hands. The wall gives way like brittle glass, shattering into light that dissolves before it hits the floor.Lucas lies on his side, body trembling violently. Blood pours from his eyes and nose, dark and steady. His breathing is shallow, uneven.I drop beside him. “Lucas. Stay wit

ETHAN'S POVThe chamber feels too large for the moment we are standing in.Light coils around the dimensional anchor behind Theo, slow and patient, like it has all the time in the world. The guards do not move. They do not need to. They believe the outcome is already decided.Theo’s voice carries easily across the space.“You have reached the end of useful resistance,” he says. “There is no exit you can force. No ally coming to save you.”I shift my stance, placing myself slightly in front of Kaye without thinking. Through the mate bond, I feel her steady resolve press back against my instinct to shield her. She is not hiding behind me. She is choosing to stand with me.Theo’s eyes flick between us, calculating.“I will offer you one final choice,” he continues. “Surrender peacefully. You will be treated well. Housed comfortably. Your role in the next generation will be honored.”My stomach turns.“And if we refuse,” I ask.Theo’s tone remains calm. “Then resistance will be corrected.

ETHAN'S POVI tell her no.I say it out loud and through the mate bond, pushing the word at her with everything I have left. My voice cracks because I already know it is useless.“We will find another way,” I say, grabbing her shoulders, holding her like I can anchor her to this moment. “We always do. We think. We plan. We fight. This is not the only answer.”But even as the words leave my mouth, I know the truth.There is no other way.I feel it in the space around us, in the way the facility hums and groans like a wounded animal. I feel it in the mate bond itself, stretched tight and trembling as Kaye draws power into herself. I feel it in the cold, steady certainty blooming inside her.She has already chosen.“Kaye,” I whisper, and my voice sounds small even to me. “Please.”She looks at me then. Really looks. Her silver eyes are so bright they hurt to see, but they are still her eyes. Still my mate. Still the woman who argued with me over stupid things like patrol schedules and bu

ETHAN'S POVI wake to cold.Not the sharp shock of it, but the deep kind that seeps into bone and makes every breath feel heavy. My eyes open slowly, blinking against pale light that reflects off snow and ice. For a long moment, I do not remember where I am. I only know that my body feels like it has been dragged through fire and then dropped into winter.Then the mate bond stirs.Kaye.I push myself up with a groan, my muscles screaming in protest. The wilderness stretches around me in every direction. Snow covered ground. Jagged rocks. A sky so wide it makes me feel small. No buildings. No roads. No sign of the facility that nearly killed us both.We survived.My heart starts pounding harder as memory rushes back. The dimensional collapse. The fall. The impossible pain that tore through the bond as Kaye held reality together long enough for us to escape.“Kaye,” I say, my voice rough.She is sitting several feet away, perfectly still.At first glance, she does not look injured. Then

ETHAN'S POVKaye does not say anything at first.She simply holds the phone out to me, her hand steady even though I can feel the tension rolling off her through the mate bond. The moment I see the image on the screen, my chest tightens.The woman in the photograph looks exactly like her.Not similar. Not close.Exact.Same eyes. Same face. Same presence that feels too large for the frame holding it.“Impossible,” I say before I can stop myself.Kaye nods slowly. “That is what I thought too.”We sit at the small table in our quarters, the rebuilt walls still smelling faintly of new wood. Outside, the pack is quiet. Safe. For once.This message threatens all of that.“She was at the center of the collapse,” I say, forcing myself to think like an Alpha instead of a mate. “No one survives that. Not even her.”“She survived worse,” Kaye replies. “So did Theo. And she was his equal.”I hate that she is right.We spend hours tracing the message. Veilkeeper analysts route it through systems