All Chapters of Eclipse of Twin Flames: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Elara's POVI had been trying to reach Adrian for some time now, but when I saw him earlier pleading with Lucas to ask Isla to see him, I knew I had to meet him and remind him about our engagement. I tried to call him several times, but he wouldn't answer my calls or texts.I wished he would come to me, apologize, and reassure me of where I stood in his life after Isla's repeated rejections at least. Instead, I found myself standing outside his home, eavesdropping on a conversation that shattered any remaining illusion I held.Every word between him and his father was a dagger to my heart.They were discussing Isla's power and how she needed his protection and support. I clenched my fist, wanting to thrash out something. I was about to barge in when what I heard next, made me freeze in my place, a tight knot twisting my heart.“If she is really the one, you won’t let her go so easily. Otherwise, you will regret it for life.” The alpha said, loud and clear.And Adrian’s response...“I

Adrian's POVThe tension in the room was palpable as I faced Beta Robert and his mate Linda. Their faces were etched with concern, while Elara sat silently, a satisfied glint in her eyes.“Adrian,” Robert began, his voice measured but firm, “there is something else we need to discuss now, and it can't wait.""What?" I asked, raising my brows. A storm was brewing inside my chest. What else was waiting for me to face it? I glanced at Elara, and her wide smile told me it wouldn't be anything good for me."Elara has come forward with news… she is pregnant. And she claims the child is yours.”The words hung in the air, the weight of the revelation crashing down on me. I struggled to form a coherent response. My father’s health was failing, and now this? It felt like every corner of my world was collapsing.“Pregnant?” I stuttered, my voice barely above a whisper. The memory of the night I slept with Elara after Isla's rejection flashed through my head. What did I do? I felt like running a

Adrian’s POVAs soon as Isla, Ryan, and Lucas left, the oppressive silence in the house only deepened. My father’s condition had deteriorated too quickly for it to be natural. I always felt that but I couldn't confirm it until now. But the truth was staring me in the face was bitter. He was poisoned.Isla's words echoed in my head. I needed to find out the culprit. I needed to investigate this properly. I shoved the frustrating thoughts clouding my mind, focusing on the task at hand.I called all the servants together in the dining hall, my voice firm and unwavering as I addressed them. “Something has been going on in this house, and I want answers. Has anyone noticed anything unusual recently? Any unfamiliar scents, strange behavior, or unexpected visitors? Anything that could have led to this?”The servants exchanged uneasy, nervous glances. I questioned them together and separately. At first, their responses were vague, nothing unusual, just the usual daily routines. Most had nothi

Adrian''s POVDays of relentless investigation had brought me no peace. The evidence was circumstantial, but one fact was clear. I knew the truth I didn’t want to face. Elara. Someone I had once loved, someone I had trusted, has turned my life into a nightmare now. She might be the one behind my father’s poisoning. He was still confined to his bed, weak and unresponsive despite all our efforts. The weight of it pressed heavily on me.Standing in the mirror, I allowed the servants to dress me for the engagement ceremony. My heart felt like it had been weighed down by iron chains. I didn't want to get engaged with her. Not just because of my suspicions about her, but also because my heart belonged to Isla.I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror. My jaw tightened. "I wasn’t doing this for Elara; I was doing this for the pack, for stability amidst the chaos." I told myself, remembering the previous night when I had gone to confront Elara and ask her to break off the engagement.But

Isla's POVWhen I opened my eyes, the soft glow of sunlight filtered through the window, cascading through the luxurious yet unfamiliar room. It was a lavish space adorned with intricate patterns on the walls and silk curtains swaying gently by the windows. It was beautiful, but it felt wrong. Alien.As I struggled to sit up, my head throbbed, as if a storm had raged inside my mind.“Miss! You are awake!” A nurse rushed to my bedside, her voice a mix of relief and concern. Two other maids stood at the foot of the bed, exchanging nervous glances.I pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to calm the storm in my mind. “Where… where am I?” My voice was hoarse, unfamiliar even to me. “Who… who am I?” My head pounded as a fog clouded my memories.The nurse froze, her face draining of color. The doctor entered hurriedly, checking my pulse and shining a light into my eyes.“You don’t remember anything?” he asked cautiously.I tried to piece together my memories, but there was nothing. It w