All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN BRIDE : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The silver thread tightened between the child's palm and the place where the double had stood.It did not hurt.That was what frightened the child most.Something was using the connection to reach beyond the dying world, and the direction it pointed was unmistakable.Home.“Mother,” the child whispered.Aria was already beside them. “I feel it.”Kael looked toward the fractured horizon. “The foundation?”The child nodded.Far beyond the grey sky, something trembled through the silver roots that connected the worlds. The sensation traveled through the child's mark, across the thread, and into the place where their own existence was anchored.It felt like a distant knock against a door.Then another.Then silence.The double stared at the horizon.“That isn't our world's voice.”“No,” the child replied.The woman in grey approached the windowless wall. For the first time since they had met her, she looked genuinely afraid.“What is it?” Aria asked.“The thing that has been listening to

“THEN PERHAPS IT IS TIME YOU DISCOVERED WHY.”The whisper faded, but its question remained in the chamber.The First Creator stood before the empty circle, staring into a space that had existed before her first decision. Her hands were trembling.“I don't remember,” she repeated.The First King approached her carefully. “Then we will search the memory together.”She shook her head.“You don't understand. I remember the moment before creation. I remember the uncertainty, the possibility of beginning, and the fear that I might choose wrongly. I remember making the choice.”She looked at the Witness.“But if someone spoke to me before that choice, why is there nothing in my memory?”The Witness's light flickered.“I cannot tell whether the memory was removed, hidden, or never fully formed.”“Can a memory exist without being remembered?” Kael asked.The Witness turned toward him.“Perhaps. But that is not what concerns me.”“What does?”“The memory did not simply disappear. Something inter

The third knock faded, but the blue root continued to grow.It stretched beyond the known foundation, passing through empty space without touching any of the silver branches. Unlike the connections that linked worlds together, this root seemed to be searching for something that had never existed.The child watched it carefully.“Can something that does not exist knock on our door?”The First Creator did not answer immediately.“I once believed that nothing could exist beyond the beginning,” she said. “Then I discovered the possibility I had left behind. After that, I learned that the First Question had been present before my choice. I will not pretend to know what this is.”The First King approached the root but stopped before touching it.“Could it be another forgotten possibility?”“Perhaps,” the Witness replied. “But the forgotten possibilities were present when the first choice was made. This connection points toward something different.”Nhal folded his arms.“Different does not

The sound of the door opening traveled through the foundation.It did not echo like the three knocks.It spread through the silver roots, passing from world to world until even the most distant branches trembled. For one terrible moment, the child felt every connection that held creation together become aware of something beyond itself.Then the sensation disappeared.The blue root remained.The First Creator stood before the ancient inscription, unable to look away from the final sentence.THE WITNESS TO THAT ANSWER WAS NEVER ALLOWED TO LEAVE.The child turned toward her.“Who did you send away?”The First Creator shook her head.“I don't know what it was.”“But you said you thought you had sent it away.”“I remember a decision. I remember being afraid that the voice's answer would follow me into creation. I believed I could begin more easily if I no longer had to hear it.”The First Queen's expression hardened.“So you separated the witness from the beginning.”“I may have.”“You ma

The darkness beyond the blue doorway was moving.It did not advance like an army, and it made no sound that could be mistaken for footsteps. Instead, the distant lights began disappearing one after another, leaving behind faint outlines of places that had never become worlds.The child watched the changes with growing unease.“Are those lights going out because their owners are leaving?”The witness stood beyond the open doorway.“I CANNOT TELL.”“Can you still hear them?”“NOT ALL OF THEM.”The First King stepped toward the foundation.“Then we should close the passage before whatever is out there reaches us.”The child turned to him.“If we close it now, we may silence the only connection we have to the witness.”“And if we leave it open, we may allow something dangerous to enter.”“Both are possible,” the First Queen said. “Neither possibility gives us the right to pretend we already know what will happen.”The First King frowned, but he did not argue.The First Creator continued s