Claimed by my Sister's Fiancé 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

KIAN POV"I lost. I understand that now, more completely than I've understood anything in thirty years of service to this cause. But before you lock me away, Elira, I think you deserve to know exactly whose orders I've truly been following all along."Vesper spoke from her hospital bed with none of her previous cold confidence, something hollowed out and defeated in her expression that hadn't been there during the courtyard confrontation hours earlier."You told us you led the Old Guard," Elira said, standing at the foot of the bed with careful, guarded distance. "Now you're telling us that wasn't true.""I led the visible portion," Vesper admitted. "The soldiers, the recruitment, the public face of a two hundred year old grievance. But the true architecture, the funding, the coordination between every faction we've faced across this entire conflict, that came from someone considerably more careful than I ever was." Her jaw tightened. "Someone who approached me nearly fifteen years ag

ELIRA POV"There was a place they kept mentioning, during those long, half conscious years. A name, spoken carefully, like something significant rather than incidental."Anya settled into the chair Kian offered her, gathering her strength before continuing, and I felt my pulse quicken with cautious, fragile hope."They called it the Hollow Court," she said slowly. "I remember voices discussing it as though it were both a physical location and something considerably more symbolic. A place, I believe, where those who hold the Architect's title have gathered privately for generations, hidden from every formal pack structure and political alliance.""Do you know where," I asked, leaning forward."Not precisely," Anya admitted, frustration crossing her exhausted features. "But I remember mentions of mountains, considerable distance from any territory currently under formal pack control, somewhere cold enough that few would ever think to search there deliberately."Marcus, who had joined th

ELIRA POV"Say it isn't true. Please, before I even ask the question properly, just tell me my mother's memory is fragmented and wrong, and I'll believe you without hesitation."I stood in Robert's small study at Ashgrove's edge, my voice trembling despite every effort to keep it steady, and watched something shift behind my father's eyes that told me, with sickening certainty, that the answer wasn't going to be the simple denial I so desperately wanted."I can't say that," Robert said quietly. "Because I don't fully know what your mother heard, or how she interpreted it. But I won't lie to you either, Elira, not after everything it's cost both of us when I did exactly that for most of your life."Kian's hand found mine, steady and grounding, and I leaned into that quiet strength even as my chest tightened with fresh dread."Then tell me what you do know," I said.Robert sank into the chair behind his desk, exhaustion and old shame settling heavily across his features. "When I was you

ELIRA POV"If they're evacuating, we lose everything. Every answer, every piece of evidence, every chance to finally understand who's actually been directing this conflict since before either of us was born."I said it with fierce urgency, already moving toward the war room despite the late hour, Kian close behind me, both of us abandoning the quiet tenderness of moments earlier in favour of immediate, necessary action.Silas's voice came through the comm, tension audible despite the distance. "We can attempt to slow the evacuation, but Elira, engaging directly risks tipping our hand entirely, and risks the safety of my team currently positioned at the perimeter.""Don't engage yet," I said. "Just observe. Track whatever's being moved, whoever's leading the evacuation, anything that might tell us where they're relocating to.""Understood," Silas confirmed.Marcus arrived within minutes, weak but alert, having clearly been roused the moment the news reached his own quarters. "If they'r

ELIRA POV"You don't know me. You can't possibly know me. I have never once seen your face in my entire life."I said it slowly, disbelief and dread tangling together as I studied the elderly woman standing calmly before us, something ancient and unsettling radiating from her despite her seemingly ordinary, frail appearance."We've never formally met, no," the woman agreed, her voice carrying an unnerving, patient warmth. "But I have watched you, Elira, from careful, considerable distance, since long before you were ever born. My name is Ilsabeth. I imagine that name means nothing to you yet, though I suspect it will mean considerably more before this conversation concludes.""The Architect," Kian said, his voice carrying barely restrained fury as he stepped protectively closer to my side."A title I've held for seventy three years," Ilsabeth confirmed, unbothered by the hostility radiating from every person in the chamber. "Longer than any of you have been alive, and I suspect, longe