All Chapters of His rejected curvy secret : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

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The Fracture

Jacob POV Faye wasn’t moving. That was the first thing I noticed as the echo around her began to shift again. One moment she stood with blinding silver light pressing outward from her and the child, and the next moment she looked like she had been pulled somewhere else entirely. Her eyes stayed open, but they weren’t focused on anything in front of her anymore. Her breathing had changed too. Slower. Uneven. Like she was fighting something no one else could see. I took a careful step forward without thinking. “Faye,” I called her name sharply, hoping to pull her back. She didn’t respond. The silver light around her flickered violently for a moment, then dimmed slightly before flaring again. The entire battlefield reacted to it immediately. Wolves flinched. Some stepped back. Others stayed rooted in place like they were waiting for something to happen. Korran didn’t move. He just watched her. That alone made my blood boil. He stood there like this was still something under

The Pack Divided

Jacob POV Fear was spreading through the pack faster than any corruption ever had, and the worst part was that I could not stop it. The battlefield had gone quiet again, but it was not the kind of silence that brought peace. Wolves stood in broken groups across the clearing, whispering to one another while keeping their eyes fixed on Faye and the unstable echo surrounding her. Nobody knew what to do anymore. Nobody knew who to trust. And Korran knew it. I turned sharply toward the wolf who had spoken earlier. My chest tightened painfully the moment I recognized him properly. Darian. I had fought beside him for years. We survived ambushes together. We buried pack members together. I trusted him enough to put him on the front lines during the Thorn war. Now he stood there looking at me with fear in his eyes instead of loyalty. “You cannot seriously mean that,” I said. Darian swallowed hard before answering. “Jacob—” “No,” I cut him off immediately. “Tell me I heard you wron

Elara’s Confession

Elara POV Some secrets destroy people slowly, and the worst part is that you keep convincing yourself that silence is mercy. The clearing had become unbearable to stand in. Wolves argued in low voices across the battlefield while fear spread through the pack openly now. Some stood behind Jacob. Others looked toward Korran with desperate uncertainty. Nobody trusted each other fully anymore. And in the center of it all stood Faye. Frozen. The silver echo around her kept flickering dangerously while the child remained held tightly against her chest. Every pulse of light made the wolves more afraid. I stared at her and felt guilt crushing my chest harder with every passing second. This was my fault too. Not because I caused the awakening. Because I stayed silent for too long. Jacob stood several feet ahead of me, still trying to hold the pack together even while anger and fear tore through his voice. “We are not giving him the child,” he snapped. “And what if we don’t surv

Faye’s Choice

Faye POV Losing yourself sounded terrifying until the moment came when holding on became even harder. The voices around me sounded distant now. I could still hear the battlefield. I could still hear wolves arguing somewhere beyond the silver light surrounding me. But everything felt farther away than before, as though the echo had placed space between me and the rest of the world. The baby rested quietly against my chest. Her heartbeat stayed steady. Mine did not. The ancient presence inside my mind remained calm while chaos spread everywhere else. “You are afraid,” the voice said quietly. I closed my eyes for a second. “Wouldn’t you be?” The voice did not answer immediately. Around me, the echo pulsed softly again. I could feel its energy moving through my body now more clearly than before. It no longer felt wild or uncontrolled. It felt aware. Watching. Waiting. Korran’s voice reached me faintly from somewhere outside the field. “She cannot control it.” Then Jacob’s

The Rejection

Korran pov Control was slipping from my hands, and I hated how unfamiliar that feeling had become. The battlefield remained frozen around the unstable silver field while wolves stood divided between fear, loyalty, and exhaustion. Nobody moved carelessly anymore. Nobody trusted the next moment. But my attention stayed fixed entirely on Faye. The echo surrounding her had changed again. Not weaker. Different. I could feel it clearly now. The ancient presence inside the awakening was no longer fighting her as aggressively as before. The energy had become steadier and more focused, almost as though some form of balance had finally begun to settle between them. That was not supposed to happen. Faye was supposed to resist longer. She was supposed to break under the pressure of the choice. Fear should have driven her toward hesitation. And hesitation would have given me the opening I needed. Instead, she was adapting. The realization tightened every muscle in my

Elara’s Sacrifice

Elara pov Some people spend their entire lives running from guilt only to realize too late that guilt never truly leaves. The moment Korran began chanting, the battlefield changed completely. Every corrupted wolf lifted their head together before charging forward at once. The hesitation disappeared from their eyes instantly. Whatever uncertainty remained inside them vanished beneath the force of Korran’s ritual. Panic exploded across the clearing. “Hold them back!” Jacob roared. The pack immediately rushed forward to intercept the surge, but the corrupted wolves moved faster than before. Their bodies jerked violently with unnatural aggression as they crashed into the defensive lines. Screams tore through the battlefield almost immediately. I turned toward Faye without thinking. The silver field around her had become unstable again. The light flickered violently while dark energy from Korran’s ritual pushed against it from every direction. Faye stood frozen with the baby held

The Breaking of the Echo

Faye pov Pain tore through my head so violently that I could barely breathe. The moment Korran’s ritual reached the center of the field, something inside me broke apart. I dropped to my knees beside Elara instantly while clutching my daughter tightly against my chest. A sharp pressure ripped through my mind like something alive was being dragged out of me piece by piece. The ancient voice screamed. Not in anger. In pain. My entire body shook from the force of it. “No!” I cried out. The silver light around us flickered wildly before dimming for a second. The moment it weakened, panic rushed through me so hard that my hands started trembling. My daughter’s glow was fading. The baby whimpered weakly against my chest while the silver marks beneath her skin flickered on and off unevenly. “No, no, no…” I whispered desperately. Around us, the battlefield had completely lost control. Wolves screamed while corrupted fighters tore through the defensive lines. Blood covered the

Jacob’s Stand

Jacob POV Fear tells people to survive. Love tells them to stay. The ground beneath the battlefield continued breaking apart while wolves stumbled backward in panic. Deep cracks spread through the clearing as silver energy exploded uncontrollably from the baby in Faye’s arms. Nobody understood what was happening anymore. Not Elara. Not Korran. Not even Faye. And that terrified me more than anything else. Another violent pulse burst outward from the child, knocking several wolves off their feet again. A corrupted fighter screamed as silver light tore through his body before throwing him backward into the broken remains of the old oak’s roots. The entire clearing shook. “Fall back!” someone shouted. “We can’t stay here!” “The ground is collapsing!” Panic spread quickly through the surviving wolves. Some started retreating toward the edges of the clearing while others dragged injured pack members away from the spreading cracks in the earth. But I couldn’t move. Becaus

The Pack’s Gamble

The scream that tore from Jacob’s throat silenced the battlefield for half a second. Silver light exploded outward from the center of the clearing so violently that wolves across the battlefield stumbled backward. The cracked earth beneath the old oak split wider while loose stone and broken branches lifted briefly into the air from the force of the surge. Faye held the baby tightly against her chest while Jacob dropped to one knee beside her. Every vein beneath his skin glowed silver. “Jacob!” Faye cried. He could barely answer her. Pain ripped through his body in waves while the echo forced itself into him completely. His hands trembled violently against the ground as memories, emotions, and raw power flooded through his mind all at once. But he was still alive. And everyone saw it. Korran stared at him in disbelief. “That should not be possible,” he whispered. Elara forced herself upright weakly despite the blood covering her side. Her exhausted eyes locked onto Jacob i

Korran’s Desperation

Korran pov Everything I believed about the awakening was collapsing in front of me. The silver field surrounding Faye and the child no longer looked unstable in the same way it had before. The power still surged violently at times, but the destruction had slowed. The pulses no longer tore through the battlefield blindly. Because the burden was spreading. Shared. Divided between the wolves connected to her. I stared at the clearing in disbelief while blood dripped slowly from my injured hand. “No,” I whispered. This was wrong. The awakening was never designed to work this way. The vessel was supposed to stand alone. That isolation was necessary. It was part of the process. Part of the sacrifice required to contain power this old. But Faye had changed the balance. Not through strength. Through connection. The realization made something cold settle inside my chest. All these years… All these decades of study… And somehow I still failed to understand the most important p

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