All Chapters of The Alpha's Forgotten Bloodline : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

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Chapter 79: The Absolute Zero

The North was screaming. Beneath the High Citadel, the permafrost—the ancient, frozen foundation of the world—was turning into a pressurized slurry of mud and methane. The Auditor anchors, glowing a lethal infrared, were pumping trillions of joules of thermal energy directly into the earth. "The structural integrity of the tectonic plate is dropping!" Sloane yelled, her boots sinking into the softening ground of the command deck. "Kael, if the permafrost reaches 0°C, the Citadel doesn't just fall—it sinks into a boiling swamp. We’re losing the 'Stiffness' of the world!" Kael stood at the center of the Indigo Battery, his eyes pulsing with a dim, flickering violet. He didn't remember the laws of thermodynamics by name, but he felt them as a physical pressure against his skull. He saw the heat as a tidal wave of red static, drowning out the blue-gold "Noise" of the Quenched. The Physics of the H

Chapter 80; The Architect of the Viod

The Auditors were the bureaucrats of the stars, but the Founders were the poets who had forgotten how to feel. As the Auditor fleet hung dead and frosted in the sky, a new signal began to emanate from the lunar dark. It wasn't a digital pulse; it was a Gravitational Ripple. The Moon, once a silent observer of Earth’s entropy, began to shift its axial tilt. Its surface didn't crack; it unfolded. "The Moon isn't a satellite," Vara signaled, her obsidian skin vibrating with a frequency of pure terror. "It’s the Master Archive. The Auditors were just the read-only program. The Founders... they are the ones who wrote the 'Union' into our DNA." The Arrival of the LoomsFrom the dark side of the Moon, three massive, spindly structures emerged. They weren't made of crystal, but of Living Carbon-Fiber—twisted, muscular looms that looked more like giant, fossilized nervous systems than spaceships. They did

Chapter 81: The Obsidian Threshold

The gates of the Council’s Spire didn't groan when they opened; they shrieked. Built from volcanic glass and reinforced with ancient silver, the Spire was the heart of the world Elias had been born to dismantle. Behind him, the combined forces of the Silver Basin—once divided by Thorne’s cruelty—now stood as a single, silent tide of fur and steel.Elias adjusted the leather bracers on his forearms, the Crescent Moon mark glowing with a steady, pulsing heat. He wasn't the trembling Omega from Chapter 1 anymore. He was the Apex of the Forgotten.The Geometry of PowerStanding at the threshold, Selene touched Elias’s shoulder. Her mercury-colored eyes reflected the dark architecture ahead. "They will try to use the Loom of Wills on you, Elias. The Council doesn't fight with claws; they fight with the collective mental weight of every Alpha they’ve ever broken."The Alpha-Pulse Mechanics:A True Alpha’s power is measured by their Resonance Frequency. The Council’s "Loom" works by creating

Chapter 82: The Screams in dark

The Spire was dying. Massive chunks of black glass fell from the ceiling, smashing into the floor like giant jagged teeth. Elias didn't look back. He followed the glowing silver veins in the floor, leading him deeper into the belly of the mountain."Keep moving!" Selene shouted, her white fur stained with dust. She swiped a guard aside with one claw, her eyes fixed on the heavy iron door at the end of the hall.This was the Primal Well. The place where the Council kept their dark secret.The Basement of SoulsElias shifted back into his human form just long enough to grab the door handle. It was freezing—so cold it stuck to his skin. He ripped it open, and the smell hit him instantly. It wasn't the smell of a prison; it was the smell of a hospital mixed with a graveyard.Down here, the walls weren't made of stone. They were made of glass tubes, and inside those tubes were people. Not just any people—wolves with the Crescent Moon mark. Some were old and gray, others looked like teenage

Chapter 83: The March of the Broken

The Spire didn't just fall; it vanished into a hole in the earth, leaving behind a massive cloud of black dust that tasted like copper and old magic. Elias stood at the edge of the crater, his chest heaving. In his arms, he held the young girl he had pulled from the glass tube. She was so light, her bones feeling like dry twigs under her pale skin. Around him, the snowy forest was no longer white. It was covered in gray ash.Hundreds of wolves—men, women, and children—stumbled through the trees. They were blinking at the dull morning sun as if the light were hitting them like a physical blow. Most of them hadn't seen a sunrise in years, maybe decades. They were shivering, their clothes little more than rags, and their eyes were filled with a hollow, haunted look that made Elias’s stomach turn."We can't stay here," Selene said, her voice sharp but trembling. She was helping an old man walk, his arm draped over her shoulders. "The Council members who survived are already calling for re

Chapter 84: The Poison in the Pulse

The fire in the center of the camp sputtered and turned a sickly, bruised purple. The warmth that had filled the Valley of Whispers only moments ago vanished, replaced by a cold that didn't just freeze the skin—it froze the soul.Elias stood frozen. The little girl, Mia, was still sitting on her bedroll, but her small frame looked stiff, like a wooden doll being pulled by invisible strings. Her eyes, once a soft brown, were now glowing with a harsh, rhythmic red light."We see you, Elias," the girl said again. Her voice wasn't her own; it was a layered, echoing sound, like thirteen people whispering into a metal pipe. "You thought you could steal our treasure? You thought the 'Forgotten' belonged to you?"Around the camp, more survivors began to stand up. Kael, the young man Elias had comforted, rose slowly. His head was tilted at a sharp, unnatural angle. Then an old woman. Then a warrior. One by one, their eyes ignited with that same terrifying red glow.They weren't just being watc

Chapter 85: The Path to the World's Heart

The morning air in the Valley of Whispers should have been sweet with the scent of pine and thawing snow, but to Elias, it tasted like old pennies and ozone. Every breath felt like he was inhaling fine shards of glass. He sat on a fallen log, watching his hands. The silver Crescent Moon mark on his forearm was no longer just silver; it was webbed with angry, pulsing veins of dark crimson.The "Tainted Ichor" he had pulled from the survivors was a living thing. It didn't just sit in his veins; it argued with his blood. It was a parasitic frequency, a "backdoor" the Council had used to turn his people into puppets, and now Elias was the only thing holding that door shut."You’re staring again," Selene said, walking up behind him. She looked better than she had in years—the heavy weight of hiding had lifted from her shoulders, replaced by the sharp, focused energy of a warrior-queen. "The white in your hair... it makes you look like your grandfather. He was a stubborn man, too."Elias ra

Chapter 86: The Heart Of The Lie

The fall into the Primal Well felt like dropping into a dream made of liquid gold and static. Elias didn't hit the ground; he hit a thick, spongy layer of moss and ancient roots that cushioned his landing. Above him, the sixty wolves of his pack landed like heavy rain, their claws digging into the soft earth. The air down here was hot and wet, smelling like a forest after a summer storm, but underneath it was the sharp, bitter scent of the Council’s magic.They were in a massive cavern, so large that the ceiling was lost in a fog of glowing spores. In the center of the cave stood the Heart of the World Tree. It wasn't made of wood; it was a pulsing, translucent orb of amber light, the size of a small house. Thick, black veins—the same silver-tainted poison that was currently rotting Elias’s insides—were wrapped around the Heart like a cage of thorns."You made it," a voice echoed through the chamber.Elias stood up, his bones aching. The red veins on his arms were glowing so brightly t

Chapter 87: The Anchor of the pack

The light inside the cavern was so bright it felt like standing on the surface of the sun. Elias felt his feet leave the ground, but not because he was jumping. He was floating. His hands, which had been covered in blood and dirt only minutes ago, were now turning into soft, glowing mist. He could see the cave walls through his own chest."Elias! No! Stay with me!" Selene’s voice sounded like it was coming from the other side of a very long tunnel. She reached out to grab his arm, but her fingers went right through him.Elias felt a strange peace. The pain from the poison was gone. The heavy weight of his muscles was gone. He could feel every leaf on every tree in the forest above. He could feel the worms moving in the dirt and the water flowing in distant rivers. He was becoming the World Tree. He was becoming the earth itself.“It’s okay, Mom,” Elias thought. He didn't even need to speak; his thoughts moved through the air like ripples in a pond. “The Tree is lonely. It’s been hurt

Chapter 88: The Gathering of the Ghost

The trek back to the Silver Basin was not like the march to the Roots. Before, they were a small group of desperate survivors walking through a dying forest. Now, they were a growing tide. As Elias walked, the earth seemed to move with him. Every step he took left a faint silver glow in the grass, a trail that stayed visible long after he had passed.He didn't need to look at a map. He could feel the Silver Basin calling to him like a beacon. But he wasn't just feeling his home; he was feeling the thousands of wolves who were responding to his call. From the dark corners of the East and the hidden caves of the South, the "Forgotten" were moving."They’re coming," Kael whispered, walking beside Elias. The young wolf looked stronger now, his skin no longer pale, his eyes sharp and alert. "I can hear them in the wind. Hundreds of them.""Not hundreds, Kael," Elias said, his voice deep and resonant. "Thousands. The Council kept the lid on the pot for too long. Now that the lid is gone, th

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