Three Alpha Bikers Wants An Open Marriage Chapter 152

Riley’s POV

My heart dropped so hard when he said that na that I actually felt it in my chest.

Aemoria Morvayne Emberwyn.

For a second, I could not even breathe properly, because everything in my head went quiet, like my thoughts had just stopped working all at once.

I stared at him, my lips parting slightly, but no words ca out imdiately because I was trying to understand what I had just heard and what it ant.

"That’s..." I started, but my voice ca out uneven, so I stopped and swallowed before trying again. "That’s her na?"

Gunnar did not answer right away.

He just kept looking at in that sa steady way, like he was watching how I was reacting, like he was waiting to see if I would deny it or accept it.

I forced myself to speak again.

"Where is she?" I asked, my voice quieter now but still clear enough.

He did not look away from .

"She’s standing here with ," he said.

Everything inside dropped again.

My fingers curled slightly at my sides, and I felt my throat go dry as the aning of his words settled in fully this ti.

He knew.

He already knew.

And that ant...

I swallowed hard, trying to steady myself.

Before I could say anything else, he spoke again.

"You don’t look too surprised," he said, his tone calm but sharp enough to make it feel like a question.

I hesitated for a second.

Then slowly, I nodded.

"Bane told ... a little," I admitted.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"What did he tell you?" Gunnar asked.

I shifted slightly where I stood, feeling a bit exposed now that everything was out in the open.

"He told about the ugh...weird na," I said. "That it was Aemoria."

I let out a small breath.

"But I don’t believe it," I added quickly. "I still don’t fully believe it, because none of this makes sense."

That was the truth.

Even now, standing here, hearing everything from Gunnar, it still felt unreal, like I was being told a story that had nothing to do with , except it did.

Infact too much.

Gunnar watched for a mont longer before speaking again.

"It makes more sense than you think," he said.

I shook my head slightly.

"No, it doesn’t," I replied. "You’re telling I’m part of so crazy prophecy, that people have been hunting , that I have a different na, a different past, and I’m just supposed to accept that like it’s normal?"

His expression did not change.

"I’m telling you what is true," he said simply.

That made go quiet again.

Because deep down...

A part of already knew that.

I just didn’t want to admit it.

He took a step closer, his voice lowering slightly.

"Only I and my mother know who you really are," he said.

I looked up at him.

"No one else does?"

He shook his head once.

"No one. People only know the dead twin, not the one alive"

Sothing about that made my chest tighten.

"Then... why are you telling ?" I asked.

"Because you need to know," he replied. "And because if anyone else finds out before you’re ready, it won’t end well."

I swallowed slowly.

"So I have to keep it a secret?" I asked.

"Yes," he said without hesitation.

His tone made it clear there was no room for argunt.

I nodded slowly.

"Okay," I said quietly.

There was a short pause before another question pushed its way out of .

"How do you even know all this?" I asked. "How does your mother know?"

He did not answer imdiately.

For a mont, he just looked away slightly, like he was thinking about how much he wanted to say.

Then he spoke.

"My mother was close to Emberwyn’s wife," he said.

I listened carefully.

"They were friends," he continued. "Before everything happened."

"What do you an before everything?" I asked.

"Before the hunt," he replied.

I nodded slowly.

"And before Emberwyn’s wife died," he added, "she made my mother promise sothing."

"What?" I asked.

"To protect her children," he said.

That made my chest tighten again.

"And she did?" I asked.

"She’s been doing that," he said.

I stared at him, waiting for him to continue, because I could already tell there was more to it.

"So—" I started.

He cut in before I could finish.

"To keep you and your sister safe," he said, his voice steady, "my mother wiped parts of your mory."

I blinked.

"What?" I asked, my brows pulling together.

"She erased enough for you not to rember who you are," he continued. "She also masked your blood scent so no one could track you."

I felt my stomach twist slightly.

"And then?" I asked.

"You were placed in Crescent Hollow," he said. "With a couple who would raise you like their own."

I stared at him.

Because as much as I didn’t want to admit it...

It made sense.

Too much sense.

The missing mories.

The strange gaps in my childhood.

The way things never fully added up.

I nodded slowly.

"That’s..." I paused, then shook my head slightly. "That’s actually making sense, and I hate that it is."

He didn’t react to that.

Of course he didn’t.

"What about my sister?" I asked after a mont. "Carian... what happened to her?"

At the ntion of her na, sothing in his expression shifted.

He went quiet for a second, like he was thinking.

"Sebastian kept her here," he said finally.

I frowned.

"He knew who she was?" I asked.

"He believed she was the right one," Gunnar replied.

"The right one?" I repeated.

"The one who was ant to live," he said. "So he kept her," Gunnar continued. "Raised her here from age six."

I listened carefully, not interrupting this ti.

"She grew up here," he added. "Into a woman everyone noticed."

Sothing about the way he said that made look at him more closely.

There was a pause before dropped finally."She got pregnant for ."

My breath caught slightly.

"With Sumr," he added.

Everything went quiet again.

Because that ant...

Sumr...

I looked at him, trying to process it.

"Sumr’sbyour daughter?," I said softly.

"Yes," he replied.

For the first ti since this conversation started, I saw sothing real in his eyes, real pain, hurt, a man locked away behind years of pain and silence.

Before I could fully process every single revelation that’s spinning in my head, he added.

"But I was more than a beast to her until late " he stopped then glanced up briefly at "That’s why I’m going to use you Aemoria, I will use you to summon her soul, Carian is still in this world I can feel it, she’s not rested because I kept it that way, I refuse to uncling from her till I know the reason she played her death"