《The Omega Hidden in the Alpha Twins Bed》全部章節：第 111 章 - 第 120 章

• James •One moment I was waiting in the archive for word that the werewolf kings had finally crossed into my territory, running through the last details of how I meant to greet them when they did. I had planned this moment for so long that I had stopped thinking of it as planning and started thinking of it as memory, the way you remember something you have already lived through a hundred times in your head.Then the pain came.It hit without warning, without buildup, like someone had thrown open a door I did not know existed and let something unbearable pour straight through me. My skin burned. Not the ordinary burn I had grown used to over centuries, the kind that came and went with old wounds reopening in the cold. This was different. This felt like the gate Heaven opened up and directed sunlight to me… the kind that had not touched my skin in longer than I could count, and it was tearing through every inch of me at once.I looked down at my own hands and watched the skin along

• Nelson •“The baby is fine, your majesty.”The healer’s voice reached me from somewhere behind my shoulder, steady and careful in the way healers learned to be when they’d delivered the same news too many times to a room that never quite relaxed hearing it. I heard her. I registered the words. But my eyes never left the bed.Caleb hadn’t moved in four months.Four months since we’d carried him out of that vampire kingdom, since James had melted into nothing on that stone floor and taken something out of Caleb with him when he went. Four months since the healers had laid him in this bed and told us his heart was steady, his breathing was even, and that by every measure they had, he should have woken up weeks ago.He hadn’t.“Your majesty.” The healer again, gentler this time, like she could tell my mind had wandered somewhere she couldn’t follow. “Did you hear me? The pregnancy is progressing well. All signs are healthy.”I turned to face her fully then, because there was a question

• Nelson •Odalys did not speak again right away. She sat with her hands folded, watching Caleb’s still face like she was choosing her next words with the same care a surgeon chooses where to cut.“The bond between mates is not a single thread,” she finally said. “It is many, woven together over time. Trust. Memory. Touch. Grief. Joy. Every year you spend together adds another strand. What James did to your bond with Caleb was violent, but it was not clean. He could sever some strands. He could not sever all of them. That is why fragments of that first life survived long enough to return to you both the night he marked you.”“So some of the bond never broke,” Jason said.“Exactly. And that surviving thread runs both directions. It is how the memories came back to you. It is also, I believe, the only path back into wherever Caleb has gone.” She looked between the two of us. “To walk that thread, you cannot simply wish yourselves there. You must be joined to it the way he is joined to i

• Nelson •The door led into darkness so complete it felt physical, pressing against my skin like water. I reached out instinctively and found Jason’s hand already searching for mine, and beyond him, I could hear Caleb-then’s footsteps continuing forward, steady and unbothered by the dark in a way that told me he’d walked through worse than this before.“How do you know where you’re going?” I asked.“I don’t,” he said. “But standing still in the dark has never once solved anything. Better to keep moving.”We walked for what felt like a long time and no time at all, the strange, unmoored sense of this place making it impossible to tell if minutes or hours were passing. Slowly, the darkness thinned, and I realized we were walking into somewhere new. Not the golden hall this time. This looked like the vampire kingdom’s archive, exactly as Jason and I had seen it the night we crossed the portal, stone shelves stretching up into shadow, the smell of old parchment thick in the air.And ther

• Nelson •Caleb went into labor three weeks after he woke up, in the middle of an entirely ordinary afternoon, halfway through a sentence about wanting more of the honeyed bread from the kitchens.“Nelson.” His voice changed mid-word, going tight and startled, and he set down the bread like it had suddenly become too heavy to hold. “Nelson, I think—”I was already moving before he finished the thought, my wolf reacting faster than my mind could catch up, some instinct built into me the moment he’d been marked as ours recognizing the shift in his scent before I consciously understood why.“Jason!” I called out, loud enough to carry through the palace halls, already helping Caleb up from the chair. “Jason, now!”Jason appeared in the doorway within seconds, and one look at Caleb’s face told him everything he needed to know. “Get Odalys,” he said to the nearest guard, already crossing the room to take Caleb’s other side. “Now. Tell her it’s time.”“It’s too early,” Caleb said, breathing