Chapter 160: The Prophecy

Liam’s POV

​The walk to the study was the longest of my life. The silence in the hallway was heavy, broken only by the sound of our shoes against the floor. Our fathers, our mother—the woman I had wept for—and Scarlett’s parents walked ahead of us like nothing was wrong.

​I felt like I was walking through a nightmare. My skin felt too tight, and my wolf was pacing inside me, snarling at the back of my teeth. We stepped into the study, and the heavy oak doors clicked shut, locking us in with the people who had built a kingdom on top of a mountain of lies.

​"Sit down, sons," Father Louis said, gesturing to the leather chairs.

​"I’m not sitting," I snapped. My voice was raspy, vibrating with a rage I could barely contain. "I want answers. Now."

​Mother sat behind the desk, looking at us with eyes that were supposed to be comforting, but all I saw was a stranger. "We had to do it, Liam. We received prophecies, sons. I saw it countless times in my dreams, and we visited seers. Numerous ones. We traveled across the borders in secret, and they all kept saying one thing..."

​"And what did they fucking say?" I roared, slamming my fist into the doorframe. The wood cracked under my strength. "What could possibly be worth five years of mourning? What could be worth the lives of the people we thought were hanged?"

​I looked at Scarlett’s parents. They stood by the window, looking guilty but remaining silent. Every time I looked at them, I saw Scarlett’s face the morning she watched them being executed. I saw the way her eyes went dead when she watched the hanging.

"She spent years being the pack’s punching bag. She was mocked, abused, and humiliated because everyone thought her parents killed the Luna. And now... now she’s dead! She’s dead because she couldn’t handle the pain you

had known, I would have protected

at her hands, her voice dropping to a whisper. "The prophecy stated

silence that followed was

her eyes. "They said the jealousy and the power struggle between the three of you would lead

room went dead silent again. The air felt like it was made of smoke, pressing down on my lungs until every

was dangerously low, vibrating with a coldness that made the temperature in the study drop. "What did you just

were becoming so possessive of Scarlett that the obsession would turn into a bloodbath. It said you would

let out a harsh, dry scoff, shaking my head in total disbelief. "This is a joke. You destroyed

children. Do you remember? The way you would argue over who got to sit next to her, who got to walk her home, who got her attention. You hardly ever wanted to share her. Even as pups, you were territorial

share!" Leo snapped, stepping into the center of the room like

Mother whispered, pointing at Leo with a shaky hand. "That is the problem. That intensity. That refusal to give an inch. It was only

of your fucking business!" I yelled, my voice booming against the walls. The rage was so hot in my throat I felt like I was choking. "That was not your place to decide! You should have told us!

room fell into a heavy, suffocating stillness. Leonard, who had been eerily quiet this whole time, slowly turned his gaze toward

only daughter go through years of pure agony. You watched her get mocked. You watched her get beaten down and humiliated. And

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