All Chapters of His Moon Chosen Omega : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The first thing Kael felt was silence.Not the peaceful kind.This silence had weight.It pressed against his ears as the ancient palace trembled around them, its silver-black walls cracking beneath the collapse of the throne.“Kael!”Lucien's voice cut through the darkness.Kael turned.Lucien was standing several steps away, one arm wrapped around Cassian to keep him upright. Elara was beside them, her silver hair scattered across her shoulders, her face still pale from the chains that had held her.For one terrifying second, Kael searched for the invisible thread that had always connected him to Lucien.Nothing.The Moon Bond was gone.His chest tightened.He had known it was coming. He had watched the silver thread disappear. He had chosen Lucien anyway.But knowing something would happen did not make losing it painless.Lucien looked at him.There was no glow in his crimson eyes.No supernatural pull.No command from their wolves.Just Lucien.Just the man who had stood beside hi

The first howl came from the mountains.The second came from the forest.By the third, every wolf in the ruined Moon Palace had fallen silent.Kael stood on the balcony beside Lucien, staring into the darkness.The red eyes had multiplied.Dozens.Then hundreds.They moved between the trees without sound, their enormous bodies barely visible beneath the moonlight.Darius rushed onto the balcony.“How many?”The Guardian answered before anyone else could.“Too many to count.”Rowan drew his sword.“Then we count them when they attack.”The Guardian shook his head.“They won't attack yet.”Kael looked at him.“Why not?”“Because they're waiting.”“For what?”The Guardian's crimson eyes settled on Kael.“For you.”Kael's stomach tightened.“Why?”The Guardian didn't answer.Instead, he walked toward the edge of the balcony.Then he shifted.His body expanded violently, bones cracking as white fur swallowed his skin.Within seconds, the ancient Guardian stood as an enormous white wolf.He

The forest remained silent after the Hollow One disappeared.Too silent.Kael stared at the broken circle on his palm.It wasn't glowing anymore.Yet he could still feel it.A faint warmth beneath his skin.“What did it do to you?” Lucien asked.Kael shook his head.“I don't know.”The Guardian stepped closer.“Let me see.”Kael held out his hand.The ancient Guardian studied the mark.His expression changed.“This isn't a mark of possession.”“I know.”“No.” He looked at Kael. “You don't understand. This mark has never existed before.”Kael frowned.“What does that mean?”“It means the Hollow One didn't mark you.”Kael's eyes narrowed.“Then who did?”The Guardian looked toward the mountains.“You did.”Kael stared at him.“I didn't do anything.”“You made a choice.”“I said no.”“Exactly.”The Guardian pointed toward the symbol.“You rejected the Hollow One's offer without allowing fear to decide for you. The mark appeared because you chose freely.”Kael looked down at his palm agai

A loud scream came from outside the palace.Kael froze.One moment, he had been staring at Elias's note. The next, the sound tore through the night, sharp enough to make the guards in the corridor reach for their weapons.Please don't let me become him.The words seemed to burn into Kael's mind.“Where did that come from?” Lucien demanded.General Darius appeared in the doorway, his expression grim.“West courtyard, Your Majesty. The guards heard it near the old mountain entrance.”Kael looked at Lucien.“Elias.”“We don't know that yet,” Lucien replied.“But you think it is.”Lucien didn't answer.He didn't need to.Kael shoved the note into his pocket and hurried toward the door. Lucien followed immediately, while Darius barked orders to the guards.“Secure the courtyard. Nobody approaches the mountain entrance alone. If you see anything unusual, you retreat and report it.”They ran through the palace corridors. The air grew colder as they approached the western wing, and Kael felt

The lock turned beneath the chamber.The sound was small.A single metallic click.Yet every wolf in the room reacted as though the mountain had drawn a blade against their throats.Darius reached for his sword. Lucien stepped in front of Kael instinctively, his crimson eyes fixed on the black mirrors.Kael caught his wrist.“Beside me,” he whispered.Lucien looked at him.For a heartbeat, the king seemed ready to argue. Then he remembered the promise they had made to each other: protection without possession, love without chains.He moved beside Kael instead.Elias stood near the central platform, his silver eyes reflecting the broken-circle mark on Kael’s palm.“It’s opening,” he said.“What is?” Darius demanded.Elias shook his head. “I don't know. I only remember the sound.”Another click came from beneath their feet.This time, the pendant on the platform answered with a faint silver pulse.The mirrors flickered.A new image appeared in each one.A child.The same child in every