The Alpha Who Regrets Losing Me Chapter 81 – The First Chosen

The darkness inside the forest turned into sothing else after the word "choice" fell into Elara’s mind. The shadows that had carried only danger a short while ago now seed like waiting faces. There was a possibility between every tree. Every silence could have been hiding soone’s breath. Elara knew this not only because she thought it, but because she truly felt it. After that single word, the Moon Spirit had fallen silent again, but this silence was not absence. It was waiting. As if it had told her what the third step was, but wanted the mont that would open it to co from Elara.

Kael felt the first change in the air. He suddenly slowed down, but he did not stop. He tilted his head slightly to the side, then looked at the ground. Rowan saw this, and after a few steps, he too grew silent in the sa way. Elara had already understood. There were energies approaching, and these approaching energies did not resemble the cold, orderly magic of the World Governnt. They were neither tallic like the hunters from the facility nor ceremonial like the binders around the temple. This was sothing else. It felt more alive and more familiar to Elara. And that familiarity had made Kael’s shoulders harden against his will.

"Soone is coming," Rowan said. Kael corrected him imdiately. "Not soone."

Elara turned her eyes to him. The expression on Kael’s face had changed. This change looked like anger, but it was not. It was more like the tension of the past suddenly entering the present. When Rowan noticed this, he shifted his gaze toward the forest ahead. "Soone from your pack." It was no longer a question. Kael’s jaw tightened. "Yes."

Even that one-word answer was enough to change the air. Because now the danger was not coming only from enemies. It was coming from old lives too. Elara understood this, and a strange clarity ford inside her. If the third step of the prophecy was choice, then choice would not only be between hearts. It would also be between the past and the future.

Three wolves revealed themselves between the trees. They were in human form, but who they were was clear from the way they held their bodies, the weight of their steps, and the hardness of their gazes. These were not ordinary trackers. They were n raised by pack rules, used to carrying orders, but not afraid to make their own decisions either. The one in the middle was taller. His shoulders were not as broad as Kael’s, but there was an older authority in his posture. The lines on his face were not old, but they were not young either. When his eyes locked directly onto Kael, that wild hardness inside Kael suddenly turned into sothing more personal.

"You really did this," the man said.

Kael’s voice ca out cold. "Talon."

The man smiled faintly, but it was not a warm smile. "Good. At least you still rember my na." His eyes then moved to Elara. That look did not last briefly. It asured. Weighed. And then it moved to Rowan. "So the rumors were true."

Rowan did not move at all. "Rumors usually carry half the truth."

"After tonight, even half is too much," Talon said. Then he turned back to Kael. "The pack is looking for you."

Nothing moved on Kael’s face. But Elara saw the tiny change in his body. The closing of his fingers. The way his breath sank a little deeper. Pack. That single word carried the fact that Kael was not only a warrior, that he belonged sowhere, and that place was not letting him go.

"Is it looking for ," Kael said, "or for the void that opened in my absence?"

Talon’s gaze hardened. "Both." Then he took another step closer. "Things changed while you were gone. Old agreents are unraveling. There’s trouble at the northern border. Lucien’s pack has started moving too."

Maybe Rowan’s face did not change when that na fell into the air, but his silence did. Elara noticed it. Lucien. That na was not only a piece of information. It was a door opening into Rowan’s family and past.

Talon noticed that too. His eyes stayed on Rowan. "So it really is you."

Rowan lowered his head very slightly. "And you are still speaking without understanding who the threat is when you stand beside Kael."

Talon let out a short laugh. "No. I understand exactly who the threat is." Then his eyes turned to Elara. "But the biggest problem here isn’t either of you." He stopped. "It’s her."

When Elara heard that sentence, she moved not toward anger as she would have in earlier tis, but toward a cold clarity. There was no Adrian-like hunger in Talon’s gaze. No chain of the World Governnt either. But there was fear. Primitive, pack-born, and honest fear. Maybe that was the most dangerous kind. Because he did not want to lock her in a laboratory. He wanted to stay away from her, but at the sa ti put her sowhere he could control.

Kael took one step forward. "Speak carefully about her."

Talon did not look as if his patience had run out. On the contrary, his voice flattened even more. "That is the problem. You speak carefully about her now. Before, you simply made decisions." Then he added in a lower, more certain tone, "This is not only a matter of a woman anymore, Kael. The pack won’t see it that way."

That sentence caught Elara’s attention instantly. A matter of a woman. Pack. Power. Protection. Claim. When all of them ca together, the picture beca clear. Kael not returning would not only be a personal choice. It was political. It belonged to the pack. And now, Elara’s existence was widening that void.

This ti Rowan spoke directly. "If you ca here to take him back, you chose the wrong ti."

Talon turned his head. "I didn’t co to take him back." Then he looked at Kael. "I ca to force him to make a choice."

The Moon Spirit stirred inside her again. Choice. The mont Elara heard that word, the night narrowed even more. As if the forest, the packs, the prophecy, and the pasts of these two n had all gathered at the sa point.

"What choice?" Elara asked.

Talon looked at her. This gaze was not belittling. It was more like the look of soone who knew how difficult it was to explain pack logic to soone who no longer belonged to a pack. "Kael returns and gathers his pack. Or he does not, and then soone else fills the absence he left behind. But you, Elara... before you left the Blackthorn pack, your existence was almost nothing to us." His gaze hardened again. "But now you matter. And you have to choose which side you stand on. Because no one will see you as a neutral power anymore."

That sentence remained in the air. For a mont, Elara rembered Lucien’s na, the words she had heard in the temple, Adrian’s gaze, and Kael’s hand touching her waist all at once. Everyone wanted sothing different. The World Governnt wanted to chain her. The prophecy wanted to open her. Kael wanted not to lose her. Rowan wanted not to leave her. Now the packs too had to see her as so kind of position, threat, or balance-breaker.

Kael’s voice ca out lower this ti. "You can’t speak on my behalf." Talon’s answer ca imdiately. "I’m not speaking on your behalf. I’m reminding you of the weight of what you left behind."

Elara tilted her head slightly. "And Lucien?" she said. This ti the question had been thrown into the air. But Rowan answered. "Lucien is my older brother." His voice remained calm. "And if he has moved sothing, this is not only a border test."

Talon turned his head slightly. "Correct. He heard too. The explosion was too big for the World Governnt to hide the facility you burned. The rumor of the ’Moon-bearer’ has spread. The chained girl, the prophecy, the temple, two alphas moving together..." His eyes turned to Elara. "You are no longer only a secret."

This information had pushed the packs forward. Because now the threat had beco visible. The entire order was waking up.

Kael stayed silent for a few seconds. Then, for the first ti, he looked not at Talon, but at Elara. This look was different from the others. Because there was no apology in it, but there was explanation. "If the pack wants back," he said, "it ans they’re afraid."

Elara asked directly. "Of ?" Kael’s answer did not co late. "Of both you and . Because they don’t know what we can beco when we co together. Neither do we."

That sentence made Rowan tense. Because it was honest. Because for the first ti, Kael was not only talking about protecting Elara, but admitting that he too had begun to change with her.

When Talon heard this, a very brief shadow passed over his face. "That is exactly why you need to return."

"No," Elara said suddenly. All three n turned to her.

Elara took one step forward. The moonlight made the tallic orange ring in her eyes more visible. "No one will position according to a pack, a rule, or a fear." Her voice had not risen. But the words did not cut into the air, they cut into bone. "Kael makes his own decision. So does Rowan. But you will not see as a reason inside their decision."

Talon had not expected such a clear response. It was possible to see that from the small hardening of his face. "You are not a reason," he said. "You are a problem."

Elara smiled very faintly. "Not the sa thing." The Moon Spirit remained silent inside her with satisfaction.

One of the wolves beside Talon could not endure the tension any longer. "Enough," he growled. "We take her and—"

He did not finish the sentence. Because Kael had already moved. The speed with which he grabbed the man and shoved him back by the throat was so fast that even Talon was late by a mont. But this was not a full attack. It was a warning. A very clear, very physical warning.

"No one touches her," Kael said. Every word ca through his teeth.

This scene could have turned into a war. Rowan was the first to see that. He did not step in physically, but he drew the line with his voice. "If we fight here, the packs will arrive before the World Governnt." The sentence was logic. And that was exactly why it worked.

Talon raised his hand. The wolf beside him stepped back. Then Talon looked at Kael once more. "Make your choice before dawn." This ti his gaze moved to Rowan too. "And you too, before Lucien finds you." Finally, he turned to Elara. "From now on, everyone who remains around you will have to beco a side."

After saying this, he stepped back. Those beside him disappeared into the trees with him. Their arrival had not been silent. But their departure was. Because what they left behind was heavier than words.

No one spoke for a long ti. At last, Rowan released a breath. "That wasn’t good." Kael laughed dryly. "Really?"

Elara spoke without looking at either of them. "No. But it was clear." Then she lifted her head. "Lucien will find us. Your pack will want you back." This ti she looked at Kael. "And if the third step is choice, then that choice has already started coming to our door."

It was no longer only Elara, Kael, and Rowan. There were packs. There was Lucien. There was the World Governnt. There was the prophecy.

And all of them had started walking toward the sa point.