All Chapters of ALPHA'S DARKEST SECRET: Rise Of The Ultima: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

EMAL I watch as Norla approaches the hidden compartment, her expression unreadable. Instead of alarm, her reaction suggests familiarity. She knows about this obviously. The maids were right. Being the Luna’s right-hand person who does the dirty tasks for her, she probably knows what the scent and liquid is all about. "Oh, not again" she murmurs. I position myself properly in order to see everything she is doing. While the secret compartment remains open, Norla proceeds to search for a piece of cloth within a nearby box. Suddenly, a deep, hushed murmur emerges from within the concealed space. "Where is her ladyship?" Norla flinches, nearly losing her balance. "Hey, careful." Recognition dawns upon her as the voice continues and her tense posture gradually relaxes. She clutches her chest, exhaling sharply. "That was close. You scared the hell out of me." "I didn’t mean to." The voice is familiar. Maddeningly so. I strain to recall who it belongs to, but my mind wouldn’t coop

MATILDA Returning from school, I'm eager to hear what the guard I sent to trail Emal has discovered about Emal's activities. I can't shake off the feeling that there's more to the whole issue than meets the eye. Just when I am about to call for his presence, he steps in. "Good evening, my lady," he greets, bowing in respect. "Did you find anything?" I ask, knowing how cautious Emal can be. He might have noticed he was being followed and changed his plans. "Yes, my lady. I observed the Crowned Prince Alpha throughout the day, just as you instructed. He didn’t leave for school as early as usual. Instead, he went into Her Ladyship’s chamber shortly after she left the castle." I frown slightly. "Are you saying he was in my mother’s room?" "Yes, Your Highness. He stayed there for quite some time. When he finally emerged, he was holding a vellum, clutching it as if it were of great importance. But I couldn’t determine what was written on it." My curiosity deepens. "And after tha

MATILDA Wait! What? How in hell? I replayed the scene I heard in my head. Did I hear that correctly? Emal... my little brother… isn’t actually my blood sibling? A shiver runs through me as reality crashes down, shattering the foundation of everything I once believed. I’ve always loved Emal like my own—protected him, played with him, stood by him. And now, in an instant, everything has changed. My fingers curl into fists, my breath shallow as emotions swirl in a chaotic storm. Betrayal. Confusion. Anger. How could they? How could my parents keep such a life-altering secret? Why was this hidden from me, from everyone? And who… who is Athena to him? The innocence of my bond with feels tainted, and I can't help but wonder about the woman who gave birth to him and what her place is in our lives. Tears stream down my face, and I'm paralyzed by a sense of betrayal, not just from my parents but from the very concept of family itself. I don't know how to confront them, or if I even sh

EMAL By the time we step into the throne hall, the heavy double doors closing behind us, I already sense the weight of the stares. The grand chamber, with its towering pillars and the ever-present scent of burning cedar, feels more suffocating than usual. Father seats on the large, power exuding throne, his piercing gaze sweeping over us the moment we enter. At his right stands Master Aldrien, his Beta. His arms are crossed, expression unreadable, but there’s no mistaking the sharp edge in his eyes. Asides Father and Master Aldrien, our three older brothers are equally seated on the lined chairs down the throne. "Finally," Shawl drawls. "Norla delivered the message earlier. What took you both so long?" I barely part my lips before Matilda moves slightly forward, ready to respond. But before she can, our father raises a hand. "Let it be, Shawl," he says, firmly. "What matters is that they are here." Matilda spares him a grateful smile. If he notices, he doesn’t react, merely shi

EMALMaster Aldrien intertwines his fingers, resting his hands on the desk. His gaze darts to the book I placed before him, but he says nothing at first."Can you tell me more about power sharing?" I ask.His brows crease, and he leans back in his chair, studying me with curiosity and caution. "Power sharing?" he echoes. "What exactly do you mean by that, Emal?"Wordlessly, I flip open the book, turning to the page that caught my attention earlier. I slide it toward him, tapping the passage with my finger. "This. It talks about someone who used power sharing to win a fight. But it doesn’t explain how."Master Aldrien exhales slowly, his shoulders visibly relaxing as he takes in the words on the page. A long, unreadable silence stretches between us before I break it."So," I press, watching him closely. "Do you know how to take power from your opponent?"His eyes snap to mine, and his expression hardens. "I don’t know what you’re talking about."Liar.I recognize the way his eyes twitc