All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN BRIDE : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Because one of them promised me a world where I would never have to be refused again.”Nhal's confession hung between them.The black light on the horizon continued to spread, crawling across the pale stone like a storm that had forgotten how to move. Yet the child barely noticed it. Their attention remained fixed on Nhal, on the cracked silver mark in his palm, and on the shame that had settled into his expression.“Who made that promise?” the child asked.Nhal looked away.“You have already met it.”The child felt their stomach tighten.“The Unmaking?”“Yes.”The First Creator shook her head.“That is impossible. The Unmaking emerged from the wound after you forced the passage open.”“You believe that because it is the truth you were allowed to remember,” Nhal replied. “But something was already waiting inside that wound before it became what you know today.”The Witness moved closer.“I recorded the beginning of the Unmaking.”“You recorded what survived,” Nhal answered. “You did

“Then let me show you what happens when I finally get everything I wanted.”Nhal's voice came from beyond the broken door.But Nhal stood beside them, his face drained of color.“That isn't me,” he whispered.The child looked toward the darkness behind the silver writing.“It's the part of you that accepted the promise.”Nhal nodded slowly.“The part that believed a world without refusal would finally make everything right.”The First Creator moved toward the door. “We must close it before that memory spreads beyond this chamber.”“No,” Nhal said.Everyone turned toward him.He looked afraid, but he did not retreat.“If we close it now, we will leave that part of my choice untouched. The Unmaking will keep using it. It will tell every forgotten possibility that I was promised a perfect future, and that the only reason I failed to create it was because the rest of existence stood in my way.”The First Queen studied him.“And if we enter?”“We will see the future I wanted. We will see w

The ground split beneath the child's feet.Blackness spread through the crack, swallowing the silver stones one after another. Beyond the boundary, the forgotten possibilities struggled against the darkness surrounding them, their lights flickering like distant stars beneath a storm.Behind the child, the existing worlds trembled.The Unmaking's voice echoed through both sides.“CHOOSE.”The child stared at the widening fracture.“Save the forgotten,” the voice continued, “and your world will fall into the wound. Save your world, and the forgotten will return to the silence that has held them for ages.”Aria grabbed the child's arm.“Don't listen to it.”“How can I not?” the child whispered. “Look at what it's doing.”Kael moved closer, placing himself between the child and the deepest part of the crack.“Looking at the danger isn't the same as accepting the choice it offers.”The ground shook again.A section of the silver path collapsed, disappearing into darkness. The First King ca

“NOW THAT YOU HAVE LEARNED TO LIVE WITHOUT AN ANSWER… WILL YOU STILL CHOOSE TO EXIST IF YOU DISCOVER THAT YOUR WORLD WAS NEVER MEANT TO LAST?”The voice faded.The black eye remained open in the child's palm.For several heartbeats, nobody moved.Then Aria seized the child's hand and turned it toward the light.“Does it hurt?”“No.”“Are you certain?”The child nodded, although certainty was becoming a difficult thing to claim.The mark did not burn like the silver flame. It felt cold and strangely weightless, as though something had drawn a small window onto the child's skin and was watching through it.Kael examined it without touching.“Can you feel anything coming from it?”“Not exactly. It's more like…” The child struggled to explain. “Like someone has asked me a question and is waiting for me to answer, even though I haven't agreed to speak with them.”Nhal's expression changed.“That is how the voice first approached me.”The First Creator turned sharply.“You said the voice of

The voices rose from beneath the city.Some begged to continue.Some begged to be released.Others asked a question that silenced even those who had been crying out.“DID WE EVER HAVE A CHOICE?”The child stood beside the broken well, staring at the figure that wore their face.The double's black eye reflected no light.“Who are you?” the child asked.The figure tilted its head.“You keep asking for names as though a name will tell you what something deserves.”“I'm asking because I want to know who I'm speaking to.”“And if I tell you?”“Then I'll know what to call you.”For the first time, the double seemed surprised.Behind it, the silver light continued rising from the depths of the well. The voices beneath the city grew louder, overlapping until the child could no longer distinguish one from another.Aria moved closer.“We need to get away from the opening.”The woman in grey shook her head.“You cannot leave while the question remains unanswered.”Kael turned toward her.“Who ma