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Chapter 14
The attic was silent, too silent.
Alpha Ethan sat slumped against the
wall, pale and sweating, still clutching the recorder like it was the last thing tying him to reality.
“You’re not afraid I’ll destroy this?” he rasped.
“You can,” I said calmly. “But you’ll never erase the second copy. Or the third.”
He closed his eyes. “Was it painful? When she died?”
I didn’t answer.
“She wore white,” he murmured. “That day…”
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“Don’t grieve her in front of me,” I snapped.
“You’re not her.”
“Then why chain me where she died?”
He didn’t answer. Just leaned forward and collapsed against my shoulder.
“Emily… don’t go…”
His whisper was feverish, dreamlike, his hand gripping my clothes as if trying to anchor himself in a memory.
“I’ll protect you this time. I’ll marry you… even if it means taking your heart…”
I froze.
Then slowly, I wrapped my fingers around
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his.
“You already broke her,” I whispered. “This time, you won’t get the chance.”
By dawn, I slipped into his study while he slept, burning with fever.
Password? Luna Chloe’s birthday. Of course.
I pulled open the transplant files. One name stopped me cold.
Lucien Foster.
Patient: Lucien Foster
Relationship: Halfbrother to Alpha Ethan Foster
Doctor. Jason Harrison
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My blood ran cold.
It wasn’t Luna Chloe who needed the heart.
It was Lucien–Alpha Ethan’s bastard brother.
And they’d used Emily to save him.
Suddenly–footsteps. A heel clicking fast.
I slammed the terminal shut and pocketed the drive.
“Looking for something?”
Luna Chloe stood at the door in black leather, smiling like a predator.
“You think you’ve won? Just because he called your name in a fever dream?”
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I stepped forward. “He called for Emily. Not you.”
She sneered. “He doesn’t even remember who gave him that necklace.”
“He remembers. He just can’t bear the guilt.”
She lunged. I ducked. A calming brew spray hissed past my ear.
I kicked open the bookshelf’s secret panel and dove into the hidden corridor.
“You’re just a heart on legs!” Luna Chloe screamed behind me. “You were born to die
for him!”
I ran. Through turns, stairs, narrow
passages.
Until I stumbled into an old underground
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chamber.
The air shifted.
Silver light flared, and a woman emerged- cloak flowing, eyes like stars.
“Alpha Evelyn.”
I stepped back. “Who–what are you?”
“I am Lunaria,” she said. “Moon goddess. Guardian of soul and scent.”
My breath caught. “Why are you here?”
“To remind you: your power is incomplete.”
“You mean… Emily’s still here?”
She nodded. “You are Alpha Evelyn in body, but Emily’s fractured soul lingers within. You
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carry both.”
“So what am I?”
She smiled gently. “You are a choice. A fork in fate.”
“And Lucien?” I asked, voice low.
“His life was bought with Emily’s death. Luna Chloe and her father lied. Alpha Ethan believes he saved his Luna. But he saved his
-blood.”
I staggered. “If he finds out..”
“He may break. Or awaken. That choice… is yours.”
She faded into moonlight, leaving only silence behind.
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When I emerged from the passage, morning light spilled into the hallway.
Alpha Ethan stood there, pale and silent, like he’d waited all night.
“Where were you?” he asked.
I didn’t answer. Just pulled the USB from my sleeve.
“See for yourself.”
He took it, hands shaking.
“That’s… Lucien’s file.”
“Yes.” I looked him dead in the eyes.
“The person you saved… was never the one you loved.”
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His eyes collapsed inward like a star imploding.
I didn’t stay to watch him unravel.
I turned away. “You killed Emily. And nearly destroyed Alpha Evelyn. It’s my turn now.”
That night, I dreamed of the sacred mountain.
Lunaria sat beneath the stars, holding a thread of silver light.
“You are no one’s replacement,” she said. “You are the judge.”
I whispered, “But do I deserve to be loved?”
She didn’t reply. Only placed the thread in my hand.
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“If
you want to bind someone’s heart… you must first claim your own.”
In the dream, I cried.
Not from pain.
But because, for the first time,
I was no longer Emily.
I was Alpha Evelyn Marcus.
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