All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S FORSAKEN SECRET : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Eli’s POVCallum's hideout's stifling air was accompanied by lengthy, flickering shadows over the walls from the low light. The walls themselves seemed to be closing in, weighty with Callum's disclosure. Ava's father, her own blood, was behind the mess of anarchy that had caught us. Her face was clearly marked with incredulity and anguish. Watching it brought me great emotional resonance.I moved toward her, hands extending out naturally. Ava...She neither flicked aside nor looked at me either. Her eyes were unfocused, fixed on some spot some distance outside the room. She said, "All this time," her voice cracking. "He was behind it all?"Though I knew better, I longed to draw her into my arms and protect her from the terrible reality. She needed room to digest this, and right now I wanted answers.I glanced at Callum, who was observing us with a mix of wariness and something else I couldn't quite identify. "For what length of time have you known?He drew his arms across his wide che

Eli’s POVThe world outside was steeped in darkness. Night had descended rapidly, devouring any remains of warmth. I stood on the edge of the debris, the cool wind piercing into me like a knife. The dust has begun to settle around what used to be a stronghold of terror and manipulation—a shattered monument to my father’s sick ambition. But as I saw the ruins, I realized this wasn’t the end. It was only the start of something darker. I felt Eli’s presence alongside me before he spoke, his warmth pouring through the chill. “He’s not gone,” he whispered quietly, his voice both a comfort and a threat. “You know that, don’t you?” I nodded, my throat constricting. “He always finds a way.” Eli’s hand found mine, squeezing gently. “We’ll be ready.” Would we? I wasn’t sure. My father had created an elaborate web, and we were only beginning to realize its reach. For so long, I had imagined myself to be a simple pawn, a discarded piece in his ceaseless search for power. Now, standing amidst t

Eli’s POVThe wind howled outside the smashed windows, carrying with it the aroma of rain and ash. The traces of the conflict still lingered in the air, a mixture of blood, smoke, and perspiration. I stood in the dark light of the shattered chamber, my body battered and suffering, my thoughts racing with the weight of what we’d just undergone. But there was no time to rest. Not yet.Ava sat on a makeshift cot in the corner, her face pallid but resolute. I could see the tiredness in her eyes, the way she forced herself to stay upright despite the pain. I wanted to get to her, to tell her it was over, that we were safe. But I knew better. We weren’t safe. Not as long as the shadows of the past still haunted us.She met my eyes, a flash of warmth breaking through the tempest of emotions. “You’re hurt.”“It’s nothing,” I lied, the aching in my side a reminder of the blade that had come too close. “I’ve had worse.”She nodded, but I could see the worry carved into her features. “We can’t s

Eli’s POVThe air outdoors was cold and biting, the kind that cut right through to the bone. It matched my chest's weight. The wreckage of the stronghold lay behind us, but the scars of the war remained carved into every fiber of my existence. Ava strode ahead of me, her shoulders straight, her feet deliberate, yet I could see the weight she carried. We carried it all.Sounds permeated the woodland around us: leaves crackling underfoot, wind blowing through the branches. But it seemed stifling and repressive. Lucia followed silently and with great caution. She seemed uncomfortable, and I didn't trust her quiet. It had peace before the tempest.“Where do we go now?” I broke the stillness by asking. Even to my own hearing, my voice sounded empty.Ava continued to walk. “To whatever’s next.”“That’s not an answer,” I pressed, my irritation seething beneath the surface. “We need a plan.”She turned, her eyes burning. “Do you think I don’t know that, Eli? I’m trying to keep us alive.”I to

Lucia’s POVThe forest at night was a living, breathing organism, its blackness wrapping around me like a frigid embrace. The fire crackled softly in the center of our modest camp, casting flickering shadows across the area. I kept my distance from the others, my eyes never wandering far from Kieran. He was a danger—a threat that walked among us with much too much confidence.The night was silent, but my thoughts were anything but. Every glimmer of the fire seemed to trigger another memory, another doubt. I was here, standing among folks who were intended to be allies, but it felt like I was dancing on the edge of a blade.Kieran sat aside, his back to a tree, eyes closed as if he could sleep in the midst of such stress. I didn’t buy it for a second. He seemed too calm, too at ease. I couldn’t get the impression that he was constantly one step ahead of us, pulling invisible threads.“Why don’t you get some rest?” Ava’s voice pierced through my thoughts, shocking me. She stood on the o