All Chapters of His rejected curvy secret : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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The Voice Within

Faye POV The battlefield fell silent so suddenly that it felt like the world itself had drawn a breath and held it. Wolves paused mid-step, teeth bared but still, ears swiveling toward the faint hum that seemed to rise from the baby against my chest. Even the corrupted ones—the twisted shadows of the pack—stopped moving as though some invisible force had frozen them in place. The echo, my child’s connection to the Lunaris bloodline, had shifted again. No longer pulsing outward in defense, no longer flaring in reaction to threat—it was listening. Waiting.My heart pounded against my ribs as I tried to make sense of it. Not fear, not anticipation—something deeper, something infinite, threaded through the silence. It brushed against my thoughts like wind across a calm lake, unsettling and intimate all at once.“You are not meant to carry it alone,” a voice whispered inside my mind, soft and steady, yet resonating with power far beyond anything I had ever felt.The grip on the baby tight

The Ancient Awakening

Faye pov The voice inside her mind had been growing clearer with each passing moment, evolving from a faint whisper that felt almost like her own thoughts into something undeniably separate, something with its own weight and presence that she could no longer dismiss as a product of stress or fear. It was no longer brushing against the edges of her consciousness like wind against glass. Instead, it had settled into her awareness with the kind of permanence that suggested it had always been there, waiting patiently beneath the surface for the right moment to reveal itself fully.Faye felt the shift happen as the baby's glow steadied in her arms, no longer flickering erratically but pulsing with a rhythm that felt ancient and deliberate, like the heartbeat of something far older than anything she had ever encountered. The battlefield around her remained frozen in the aftermath of the surge, wolves scattered and disoriented, some struggling to rise while others remained motionless wh

Korran’s Confession

Korran povThe battlefield had fallen silent, its quietness making my teeth ache. Not quite like peace, but like the pause before a storm finally tore the sky apart. Every wolf, loyal or corrupted, seemed suspended, caught between motion and hesitation, like the world itself was holding its breath, waiting for the next movement, the next surge, the next choice that would reshape everything.I ignored the chaos around me—the scattered wolves, the injured struggling to rise, the blackened earth still smoking from the last surge. My eyes were locked on her. Faye. The vessel. She held the child against her chest, light radiating from it, a fragile beacon of something far older and far larger than either of us. Every tense muscle, every flicker of her breath, every tiny shift of the glow told me she was on the edge, balancing between fear and faith.Decades of preparation had brought me here. Years of study, careful patience, sacrifices I had never let anyone see, all led to this momen

Jacob’s Breaking Point

Jacob POV The ground remained cracked beneath our feet, and the air still carried traces of the strange energy that had exploded from the baby’s echo moments earlier. Wolves were scattered across the clearing in different states of injury and exhaustion. Some were struggling to stand while others remained on the ground, breathing hard and trying to regain their strength. Blood stained the dirt in several places, and the scent of smoke mixed heavily with the sharp smell of fear. Pain spread through my ribs every time I inhaled, but I barely paid attention to it. Blood had dried along my jaw from a cut I did not remember receiving, and my palms burned from scraping against the rough ground earlier. None of those injuries mattered enough to hold my focus. The only thing I could see was Faye standing at the center of the clearing with the baby in her arms. Something about her had changed. At first glance, she still looked like herself. She still held the baby close against he

Elara’s Secret

Elara pov Jacob’s body tensed beneath my grip the moment I stopped him. I could feel the desperation radiating from him, sharp and unstable, like he was seconds away from tearing himself apart to reach Faye. His breathing was uneven, and the fury in his eyes told me he was already blaming himself for everything that had happened tonight. Riven’s death had broken something inside him. I saw it clearly every time his eyes drifted toward the blood still staining the battlefield. He carried guilt heavily, and guilt made people reckless. Right now, recklessness would kill Faye faster than Korran ever could. “If you touch her now,” I repeated firmly, tightening my grip on his arm, “you’ll kill her.” Jacob stared at me in disbelief. “What are you talking about?” His voice came out rough and strained. “She needs help.” “She does,” I answered quietly. “But not like this.” He looked past me immediately, his attention snapping back toward Faye standing in the center of the clearing.

The Corrupted Speak

Darius POV Pain spread through my body so intensely that it became difficult to separate physical agony from the damage happening inside my mind. My muscles kept tightening uncontrollably, and every few seconds my claws pushed halfway through my fingers before retreating again. The constant shifting left my hands covered in blood. My breathing sounded uneven in my own ears, rough and strained, while sweat rolled down the side of my face despite the cold night air surrounding the battlefield. Around me, the other corrupted wolves struggled just as badly. Some paced violently across the ruined clearing while muttering to themselves. Others crouched low against the ground with their hands gripping their heads as if they were trying to physically stop the voices tearing through their minds. One wolf slammed his fist repeatedly into the dirt hard enough to break the skin across his knuckles. Another growled nonstop beneath his breath, unable to stop the sound no matter how ha

The First Test

Faye POV Silence surrounded me even though the battlefield was still full of injured wolves, broken ground, and lingering fear. The noise around me felt distant now. I could still hear growls, uneven breathing, and the sound of movement somewhere behind me, but none of it reached me fully. My focus stayed locked on the baby in my arms and the strange presence pressing against my thoughts. The echo had changed. Before, it reacted wildly to danger and emotion. Every surge came with fear or desperation. But now it felt controlled. Aware. Watching me carefully. The silver light around my daughter pulsed steadily against my chest, warming my skin through the bloodstained fabric of my clothes. My arms tightened around her instinctively. Despite everything happening around us, she remained calm. Too calm. That frightened me more than the battle itself. My throat tightened as I slowly lifted my head. Jacob stood several feet away, restrained by Elara. The panic on his face hur

Jacob’s Desperate Gamble

Jacob pov The moment the silver light exploded outward from Faye and the baby, panic spread across the battlefield instantly. Wolves staggered backward while shielding their eyes from the brightness. Some of the corrupted wolves screamed and collapsed onto the dirt as the echo surged through the clearing in powerful waves. The ground beneath our feet trembled hard enough to crack further, and the pressure in the air became so intense that breathing itself started feeling difficult. But none of that mattered to me. My attention stayed fixed entirely on Faye. She stood in the center of the clearing with the baby held tightly against her chest while silver light poured around both of them endlessly. Tears continued sliding down her face, and even from several feet away, I could see how badly her body was shaking. She looked exhausted. Not physically alone. Something deeper than that. The fear that hit me at that moment nearly stopped my heart completely because I realized she

Korran’s Move

Korran pov The moment Jacob entered the echo’s radius without being torn apart, I understood immediately that the situation had shifted beyond what I originally expected. My eyes narrowed as I watched the silver light move around him without resistance. The echo acknowledged him instead of rejecting him. That alone confirmed several theories I had spent decades trying to prove. The awakening was accelerating. More importantly, the bonds surrounding the vessel were becoming part of the process itself. That was dangerous. Very dangerous. Because once the echo fully stabilized around emotional connections instead of fear, controlling it would become nearly impossible. The process would root itself too deeply inside the people tied to the child. Severing those bonds afterward would risk destabilizing the awakening entirely. I could not allow that to happen. Pain pulsed sharply through my body as I shifted my weight slightly. The burns left behind by the crown still

The Memory of the First Lunaris

Faye pov The moment the echo flickered, fear rushed through me so hard that my knees nearly gave out beneath me. Korran’s words still echoed inside my head while the silver light around us trembled unevenly. I hated myself for hesitating even for a second, but the doubt had already slipped in before I could stop it. What if he was right? The thought alone made me feel sick immediately. I tightened my hold on my daughter while trying to steady my breathing, but my chest felt painfully tight. Around me, the battlefield remained silent and tense. Nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Even the corrupted wolves seemed frozen in place while the echo reacted to my uncertainty. Jacob stood close beside me now, his entire body tense with anger and fear. I could feel both emotions through the strange connection the echo had forced between us. His eyes never left Korran, but every few seconds he looked back at me like he was terrified of what I might do next. I wanted to tell him I would never hand

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