Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha Forgets : Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

121 Round two of the summit never started. Not officially. The Alphas had too much to sort through before anyone was ready to sit in that circle again and pretend they knew where the lines were drawn. So the meeting was placed on hold. Not canceled. Not delayed out of fear. Paused. That was the word Morgan used. But everyone knew what it meant. The room had cracked open too much. Now every Alpha needed time to decide what they believed. And who they suspected. For the rest of the afternoon, the retreat became a maze of private conversations. Alphas disappeared into assigned rooms with their Betas, Lunas, or closest advisers. Papers changed hands. Confessions were reviewed. Old promises were compared against current borders and trade routes. Matthew looked like he hadn’t eaten in a day and had no interest in changing that. Tony looked equally tired and far more annoyed. The two Betas sat together at one point with files spread between them, speaking in low voices while Jared stood

123 The retreat changed within minutes. Whatever illusion of neutrality the regional council had maintained shattered the moment Elara disappeared. Doors were locked. Hallways were sealed. Council guards spread through the old stone building with grim faces and clipped orders. But they were not the only ones searching. Not anymore. By Decker’s order and by the agreement of every Alpha present a second security team was formed. One guard from each pack. Dark Mountain. Edgewater Falls. Silver Claw. Ashvale. Iron Ridge. Pine Hollow. Blackwater. Whitefern. No single pack would control the search. No single council guard would be trusted alone. If Elara was found, everyone would know. If evidence vanished, everyone would see who touched it. That was the new rule inside the retreat. Trust no one completely. Watch everyone equally. Jared took command of the mixed security team without asking permission. No one argued. The Whitefern guard, a tall woman with a scar along her jaw, gave him

125 The rest of the prophecy was found just after midnight. Matthew found it. Of course he did. The Beta had refused to sleep, refused to leave the archives, and refused to stop digging until every sealed box, hidden drawer, and false shelf had been examined. By the time he burst into the temporary command room with a stack of ancient documents under his arm, every Alpha present knew it was important. Matthew only ran when he found something worth running for. Decker was reviewing copied records with Tony and Jared when the door opened hard enough to hit the wall. Matthew stood there breathing heavily. His notebook was tucked under one arm. Ancient pages under the other. Adam appeared seconds later. "Tell me you found it." Matthew looked around the room. "I found all of it." Silence. Immediate. Absolute. Twenty minutes later every Alpha, Beta, and Luna sat in the conference chamber. Even Lotty. Despite Decker's obvious desire to wrap her in blankets and hide her somewhere underg

127 Alden waited until the meeting finally broke apart. The Alphas had questions. Dozens of them. Morgan wanted details about the prophecy. Matthew wanted sources. Tony wanted proof. Jacob wanted names. Helena wanted timelines. But Alden answered very few. Instead, he stood slowly from his chair, leaned on his walking stick, and looked directly at Decker. "I would like to speak with you and your mate. Alone." The room immediately grew suspicious. Decker's eyes narrowed. "No." Several wolves looked surprised by how quickly the answer came. Alden merely smiled. "I expected that." Lotty sighed. "Decker." "No." "Decker." The old Seer actually looked amused. "You are going to hear that word often in your future, Alpha." A few wolves hid smiles. Decker did not. "What information?" Alden's expression became serious. "Information intended specifically for the parents." That got everyone's attention. Especially Lotty's. Alden's gaze drifted toward her stomach. "I have waited a long

129 By morning, the summit no longer felt like a summit. It felt like the beginning of a trial. The Alphas gathered once more in the central hall, but the mood had changed. The old regional council members sat along the far wall under guard, not at the front of the room where they had once belonged. Their robes looked less official now. Less powerful. More like costumes. The prophecy pages sat copied and sealed in folders before every Alpha.The evidence of council manipulation sat beside them. No one could pretend anymore. Morgan was the first to speak. “The regional council cannot continue as it is.” No one looked surprised. Even Rasmus, seated with the remaining council members, closed his eyes as if he had expected the sentence. Malric leaned back in his chair. “You want to dissolve it.” Morgan’s gaze moved calmly to him. “I want to replace what has failed.” Calder gave a dry laugh. “Pretty words for the same thing.” “Then let me be clear,” Morgan said. “Yes. The current r