Fated to My Forbidden Alpha – Chapter 20
The door finally opened.
A wave of silver energy rolled out from the infirmary like a living force.
Jackson, Alexander, and Ethel all felt it at the same time.
Selene stood in the center of the room.
But she was no longer the same person who had entered Blood Moon as a servant.
Her posture had changed.
Her presence had changed.
Even the air around her felt heavier—ancient, powerful, unstable.
One silver eye.
One human eye.
“Selene…” Jackson whispered.
But she didn’t respond.
Not fully.
Because something else was speaking through her now.
Lyla was still there.
But she was no longer alone.
Inside Selene’s mind, everything was collapsing and reforming at the same time.
Memories that did not belong to her surged forward.
A battlefield under a red moon.
A dying Alpha kneeling before a silver crest.
A child being hidden away.
A vow spoken in blood.
“I… am not just Selene,” she said slowly.
Her voice echoed strangely in the room.
Ethel took a step forward.
His hands trembled.
“That voice…”
Selene turned slightly toward him.
And for a brief second—
Her expression softened.
Not confusion.
Recognition.
“Father…”
The word came out before she could stop it.
Silence exploded through the corridor.
Jackson froze.
Alexander’s eyes narrowed sharply.
Ethel stopped breathing completely.
“No.”
Jackson’s voice was low.
Dangerous.
“You’re not saying that.”
Selene blinked.
As if waking from a dream.
“I… I didn’t—”
But the memory surge hit again.
Stronger.
A silver pendant.
A child crying.
A promise.
Her knees nearly buckled.
Alexander moved instantly.
He caught her before she fell.
This time, Jackson didn’t stop him.
Because Jackson saw something terrifying.
Selene wasn’t just reacting to emotion.
She was remembering a life she had lost.
Lyla spoke urgently inside her mind.
“Selene, you need to stabilize yourself.”
“I don’t understand what’s happening.”
“You are merging.”
“Mer—what?”
But before Lyla could explain—
The second voice returned.
The ancient one.
Calm.
Commanding.
“You are Bloodwind.”
Selene gasped.
The entire hallway vibrated with pressure.
Cracks formed faintly along the walls.
Drake stepped back in shock.
“This isn’t a normal awakening…”
Alexander’s grip tightened slightly.
“Her power is expanding uncontrollably.”
Jackson stepped forward.
“Let her go.”
Alexander didn’t look at him.
“No.”
Just one word.
But it carried absolute authority.
For the first time—
Jackson didn’t immediately challenge it.
Because Selene wasn’t safe in anyone’s control.
Not even his.
Ethel finally moved.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Like approaching something sacred.
“You are my daughter,” he said quietly.
Selene looked at him.
Tears formed in her eyes—but she didn’t know why.
“I don’t remember you…”
“I know.”
His voice broke.
“I lost you before you could remember me.”
The words hit her harder than any physical pain.
Something inside her cracked again.
A buried memory tried to surface.
But it was blocked.
Locked.
Protected.
By something older than magic.
By trauma.
By time.
Suddenly—
A violent pulse exploded outward from Selene.
Everyone was thrown back except Alexander.
He held his ground.
Because the bond inside him had changed completely.
It was no longer attraction.
No longer curiosity.
It was recognition.
Full.
Absolute.
Dangerous.
“Selene,” Alexander said firmly, “breathe.”
For some reason, his voice cut through the chaos.
Selene focused on him.
Just him.
The pressure eased slightly.
Ethel noticed immediately.
Jackson noticed too.
And both men saw the same truth:
She responded to Alexander differently.
Tension shattered.
Jackson moved forward aggressively.
“She’s not yours.”
Alexander finally looked at him.
“That’s not what the bond says.”
Jackson’s wolf roared.
Mine.
But for the first time—
The word felt uncertain.
Inside Selene’s mind, Lyla whispered again.
“Selene… the truth is close now.”
“What truth?”
A long silence.
Then—
“The truth about your death.”
Selene froze.
“My… death?”
And in that moment—
A buried memory finally broke through.
Not of a servant girl.
Not of Blood Moon.
But of a child.
Running.
Screaming.
A hand reaching for her—
And then darkness.
Selene’s eyes snapped open.
Completely silver.
Her voice echoed through the entire manor.
“I remember.”
And everything stopped.
