Chosen By Three Alphas

The Woman in White

The underground prison had become deathly silent.

"They know she knows."

The glowing words burned into the stone wall like a warning from the shadows.

Evelyn couldn't take her eyes off them.

The rogue was dead.

The only person who had answers about her father was gone.

And now someone knew she had learned the truth.

A cold feeling settled in her stomach.

"We need to leave," Lucien said immediately.

His voice was calm, but Evelyn noticed the tension in his eyes.

Damon nodded.

"For once, I agree."

Kael frowned.

"I don't like agreeing with either of you."

Cassian rolled his eyes.

"Then don't."

The four powerful men looked ready to argue again, but suddenly the torches lining the prison walls flickered.

Once.

Twice.

Then all of them went out.

Darkness swallowed the corridor.

Instantly.

Every warrior reached for their weapons.

Evelyn's heartbeat accelerated.

"What happened?"

Nobody answered.

Because something was wrong.

Very wrong.

The darkness felt alive.

Watching.

Waiting.

Then footsteps echoed through the corridor.

Slow.

Soft.

Deliberate.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

The sound grew closer.

Every instinct inside Evelyn screamed danger.

Even Lucien looked uneasy.

And that terrified her.

Because nothing seemed capable of frightening the Lycan King.

The footsteps stopped.

A woman appeared at the far end of the corridor.

She wore a long white dress.

Silver hair flowed down her back.

Her face was hidden beneath a hood.

For several seconds nobody moved.

Then Damon growled.

"Who are you?"

The woman ignored him.

Instead, she looked directly at Evelyn.

And smiled.

Evelyn froze.

The smile felt familiar.

Impossible.

But familiar.

Then the woman spoke.

"My child."

The words shattered Evelyn's world.

No.

No.

No.

Her heart stopped.

"My child."

The voice.

The warmth.

The sadness.

Evelyn knew that voice.

Tears instantly filled her eyes.

"Mom?"

The woman smiled again.

And for a brief moment, the entire prison vanished.

Evelyn saw herself as a little girl.

A beautiful woman holding her.

Singing softly.

Promising she would always be loved.

The memory disappeared as quickly as it came.

Evelyn stumbled forward.

"Mom!"

Lucien grabbed her arm immediately.

"Wait."

Evelyn turned toward him angrily.

"What?"

The Lycan King's expression remained hard.

"That's not your mother."

The woman laughed softly.

A sound filled with sorrow.

"You've always been clever, Lucien."

Shock spread across the corridor.

The woman knew him.

Lucien's eyes narrowed.

"Tell me who sent you."

The woman lowered her hood.

Gasps filled the prison.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

Silver eyes.

Pale skin.

Features nearly identical to Evelyn's.

The resemblance was impossible to ignore.

Evelyn felt tears burn her eyes.

She looked exactly like the woman from her visions.

Exactly.

Damon cursed quietly.

Kael stopped smiling.

Even Cassian looked stunned.

The woman looked at Evelyn lovingly.

"You have your mother's eyes."

Evelyn's knees weakened.

"Who are you?"

The woman's smile faded.

"A friend."

"No."

Evelyn shook her head.

"Tell me the truth."

Silence stretched between them.

Then the woman sighed.

"I was your mother's sister."

The corridor exploded with shock.

Evelyn stared at her.

Aunt?

She had an aunt?

The woman nodded slowly.

"My name is Selene."

Evelyn's mind struggled to process everything.

Her mother had a sister.

A family.

People who might know the truth.

"Where have you been?" Evelyn whispered.

Pain crossed Selene's face.

"Hiding."

The answer was simple.

But heartbreaking.

"The Council hunted our bloodline for decades."

Lucien stepped forward.

"If you're here, then the Council knows."

Selene nodded.

"They know."

Fear filled the corridor.

Damon's expression darkened.

"Then we're running out of time."

Selene looked at him.

"No."

Everyone turned toward her.

She continued softly.

"You're already too late."

A terrible silence followed.

Evelyn felt her pulse quicken.

"What do you mean?"

Selene looked directly into her eyes.

"The Council has already moved your father."

Evelyn's heart nearly stopped.

"No."

"Three days ago."

The words hit like a hammer.

Three days.

Her father had been alive all these years.

And now he was being moved somewhere else.

Somewhere they might never find him.

Tears burned Evelyn's eyes.

"We have to save him."

"We will," Selene said.

Then her expression became serious.

"But first, you must survive."

A powerful wind suddenly swept through the corridor.

The torches reignited.

And every supernatural creature in the room froze.

Because they felt it.

A presence.

Ancient.

Terrifying.

Approaching.

The mark on Evelyn's arm burned painfully.

A voice echoed inside her head.

Not the First Wolf.

Not her mother.

Someone else.

They have found you.

Evelyn gasped.

Outside, alarms suddenly exploded across the territory.

War horns sounded.

Warriors shouted.

Chaos erupted.

Damon's face went pale.

"No..."

A guard burst into the prison.

Blood covered his clothes.

His eyes were filled with terror.

"Alpha!"

"What happened?" Damon demanded.

The warrior struggled to breathe.

"They're here."

"Who?"

The guard looked directly at Evelyn.

Then he whispered the name everyone feared.

"The White Fang Council."

Silence.

Absolute silence.

The Council had finally come for her.

And this time...

They weren't sending rogues.

They weren't sending Shadow Beasts.

They had come themselves.