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

Elara POV"You."The word escaped before I could stop it.The banquet hall went silent.Not quiet.Silent.The kind of silence that happens when hundreds of people suddenly realize something important has just happened.Genevieve froze.Only for a second.But I saw it.Fear.Real fear.Then it disappeared beneath perfect control.My pulse hammered violently.The mark on my wrist burned.The room tilted.And suddenly—I wasn't standing inside the banquet hall anymore.I was running.Fire consumed everything.Smoke filled my lungs.Moonstone Palace was burning.People screamed.Warriors fought in blood-soaked corridors.The scent of death hung in the air."Lara!"A voice.A boy's voice.Desperate.Terrified.My heart nearly stopped.Golden eyes.Small hands.My brother.I knew him.God.I knew him.A painful sob caught inside my chest.The memory shifted.Someone grabbed my hand.A woman.Strong.Panicked.Protective."Protect your brother."The words slammed into me.The same words.Th

Elara POVI woke up with someone calling my name.“Elara.”The voice sounded far away.Like it was reaching me through water.“Elara.”Again.Closer this time.I opened my eyes sharply.The room spun.For one terrible second—I wasn't inside Crescent Palace.I was back there.Smoke.Fire.Screaming.A hand grabs mine.Run.Run now.The memory vanished as quickly as it came.Leaving only pain behind.“Elara.”Nora.I focused on her face slowly.Concern filled her eyes.“You were screaming again.”Of course I was.Lately, that seemed to be all I did.I sat up carefully.My head pounded.Every memory felt like a battle.Every answer seemed to create ten more questions.Nora handed me a cup of water.I accepted it gratefully.Neither of us spoke immediately.Then she finally asked:“What did you remember this time?”I looked away.Toward the window.Toward the pale winter sky.“A face.”The words came quietly.Nora immediately stiffened.“The kidnapper?”I shook my head.“No.”That was th

Elara POVI didn't sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, the fire returned.The palace.The screams.The smoke.And him.Not clearly.Not enough.But enough to make my chest hurt.Enough to make me know that the face I saw wasn't a stranger.He had carried me.Carried me through flames while Moonstone burned around us.And somehow...I knew that face.The problem was that I couldn't remember his name.Only his eyes.The memory sat at the edge of my mind like a locked door refusing to open.I hated it.Because every answer seemed to lead to three more questions.Who saved me?Who wanted me dead?And why had everyone lied for so many years?Morning light spilled through my window.I was still sitting beside it when Nora entered.The moment she saw me, she sighed."You didn't sleep.""No.""You look terrible.""Everyone keeps saying that.""Because it's true."A weak smile almost appeared.Almost.Nora sat beside me.For a moment neither of us spoke.Then quietly"Do you trust Genevieve?"

Elara povThe question arrives gently.Too gentle for what it does to me.“Elara,” the healer says, standing across the chamber with a file he should not have opened without shaking. “Did you ever inform Alpha Silas that you were pregnant?”For a moment, I don’t understand the sentence.It sits in the air like broken language.Then it lands.Pregnant.The word doesn’t feel new.It feels… remembered.And something inside my chest tightens immediately, like a door being forced open from the inside.I try to answer.Nothing comes out.My throat refuses me.My fingers curl slowly against my palm instead.And thenI hear it.Not the healer anymore.Not the room.Something else.A memory trying to break through.…..,I shake my head slightly.“No…”My voice is thin.Unstable.Not denial.Confusion.Because I am trying to locate this truth inside a life that already feels incomplete.The healer watches me carefully, as though he understands I am not just answering a question.I am deciding w

Elara POV The alarm didn’t fade.It multiplied. It wasn’t sound anymore, it was pressure, tearing through the palace like something alive that had learned how to scream in multiple directions at once.Silas moved first.Not the council. Not the guards. Not the kingdom.Him.“Elara……stay behind me.”His voice hit my ears, but it didn’t settle in my mind the way it should have.Everything around us was already collapsing into motion.A corridor exploded inward stone didn’t crumble like normal stone. It split cleanly, as if the building itself had been cut open and told to stay open.My breath caught.“This isn’t a raid,” I heard myself say.The words came out quieter than I expected.Silas didn’t look away from the breach.“No,” he said.A pause.Then colder:“It’s a retrieval.”That word made something tighten in my chest.Retrieval.Not attack.Not war.Something planned.Something personal.Another explosion hit deeper inside the palace structure. The sound carried through the bone