All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN BRIDE : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

First Creator could not move.The foundation's final words remained suspended in the chamber.BECAUSE THE FIRST TIME, SOMEONE ASKED YOU TO STOP.And now she remembered the voice.It had been her own.Not the voice she used when speaking to the child or the Witness. Not the voice that had answered questions before creation.It had been a voice she had never heard aloud.A voice from a moment before she had understood what it meant to exist.“I asked myself to stop,” she whispered.Aria approached her cautiously.“What do you remember?”First Creator looked at her, but the answer seemed difficult to reach.“I remember wanting to begin. I remember believing that if I created something, I would finally understand why I existed. But before that moment, there was another moment.”She pressed her hands together.“I had already tried.”The child glanced at the Witness.“Can the foundation show us what happened?”The Witness did not answer immediately.“It may be able to show us what remains o

The movement beneath the foundation continued.It was not loud enough to be called a footstep, yet every time it moved, the world above it seemed to notice. The pale lines running through the floor dimmed and brightened, as if something deep below had disturbed the rhythm holding them together.First Creator stood motionless.For once, she did not reach toward the foundation to demand an answer.The words remained suspended in the black glass.YOU ASKED FOR SOMETHING THAT WOULD NEVER LEAVE YOU. AND SOMETHING ANSWERED.The child watched her carefully.“Do you remember asking?”First Creator opened her mouth, then closed it again.“I remember wanting it.”“That isn't what I asked.”“I know.”“Then tell me the truth.”First Creator lowered her eyes. “I don't remember the exact words. I remember the feeling that came before them.”Kael moved closer to Aria, but neither of them interrupted.“What feeling?” Aria asked.“Fear.” First Creator swallowed. “Not fear that the world would end. Not

The warning remained in the room long after the voice disappeared.DO NOT SAY IT UNTIL YOU KNOW WHO FIRST SPOKE IT.First Creator stared at the unfinished circle on the wall.She had heard countless warnings since the beginning of this journey. Some had come from ancient guardians, others from forgotten memories, and a few from voices whose identities remained unknown. Yet this one frightened her in a way the others had not.Because the voice had not warned her about what would happen if she spoke the name.It had warned her that she did not know who had spoken it first.“How can a name exist before its speaker?” Kael asked.The Witness considered the question. “It may not have existed before its speaker. The warning could mean that First Creator remembers receiving a name without remembering who gave it to her.”“Or that she remembers giving a name without remembering where it came from,” the First Queen added.First Creator closed her eyes.“I remember naming the first stars. I reme

The name did not return.First Creator stood in the silent room, staring at the place where the image had disappeared. She could still feel the memory pressing against the edges of her mind, but every attempt to reach it left her with less than before.A sound without a voice.A presence without a face.A name without its letters.She had spent so long searching for what she had forgotten that she had never considered the possibility that forgetting might be the only thing preventing her from making another mistake.“Do you remember anything else?” the First Queen asked.First Creator shook her head.“Only that I knew the name when I heard it. It felt like something I had always carried.”“Then perhaps you should leave it alone for now.”First Creator looked at her.“You don't think I should try to recover it?”“I think you should ask yourself why you want it back. Is it because you want to understand what happened, or because you believe the name will restore something you fear you h

She remained in the quiet chamber beyond the foundation, her attention fixed on her open palm. The memory had lasted only a moment, yet it had changed something she could not name.She remembered reaching out.She remembered offering her hand.What she could not remember was whether anyone had taken it.For the first time, she wondered whether the answer to that question mattered more than the name she had spent so long trying to recover.A soft footstep sounded behind her.The First Queen entered carrying no records, no ancient symbols, and no questions.“You are still awake,” she observed.“I don't know whether I should call what happened a memory.”“Then don't call it anything yet.”First Creator gave a faint, humorless smile.“You make uncertainty sound simple.”“It isn't simple. It is merely more honest than pretending we know.”The First Queen sat across from her.For a while, neither spoke.Then First Creator looked at her hands.“I remember reaching out, but I don't remember w