The Alpha's forbidden omega mate - Chapter 106: Chapter 106
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Catrina’s POV:
A heavy silence blanketed the garden. It was thick with all the things we weren’t saying, all the hurt and anger.
The sun was setting, and long shadows stretched across the grass.
My parents’ words echoed in my head, so different from the lies I’d believed for so long.
It wasn’t fair. He poisoned everyone against my parents. And for what?
I glanced from Rowan to my parents, hoping for some kind of understanding, some way to bridge the gap between us.
Rowan held Lucas close, his brow furrowed in thought.
He looked so much like Marcus in that moment—the same strong features, the same intense eyes. But Marcus’s eyes had always been cold, calculating.
Rowan’s were filled with sadness, a pain that mirrored my own.
“He’s hurting,” my wolf whispered. “He needs you.”
But a part of me held back. There was still so much unspoken between us, so much baggage from the past.
“It’s… a lot to take in,” Rowan finally said, his voice rough. He shifted Lucas in his arms.
The baby stirred, his tiny hand reaching out and grasping Rowan’s finger.
The sight of them, father and son, a bond so pure and strong, brought tears to my eyes.
They’re so beautiful together, I thought, my heart swelling with love.
“I never knew…” Rowan continued, shaking his head as if trying to clear the fog of memories.
“He never talked about Mom. He never told me any of this.”
Dad’s jaw clenched, his amber eyes flashing with anger.
“Marcus was good at hiding the truth. He twisted everything to fit his own story.”
“He wanted you to think he was perfect, invincible,” Mom added, her voice bitter.
“He couldn’t stand the thought of anyone seeing his weakness. So he erased us. Erased anything that didn’t fit his image of the perfect Alpha, the perfect pack, the perfect bloodline.”
Fury surged through me, hot and powerful.
How dare he? How dare he steal, my family history, from me? How dare he fill the pack with his lies?
“It’s not fair,” I choked out, tears spilling down my cheeks.
Rowan looked at me, his eyes full of understanding.
“No, it’s not,” he said, his voice low and intense. “But we can’t change what happened. We can only learn from it. And try to build a better future.”
“But how?” I asked, my voice trembling. “The pack believes his lies. They see me as a threat, as an outsider. They should be blaming me for what happened to him!”
He squeezed my hand, his touch warm and reassuring.
“They’re scared, Catrina. They lived under Marcus’s rule for so long, they forgot what it means to be a real pack, a real family. They forgot about trust, about compassion.”
“But the pack… they don’t understand,” I whispered, tears choking my voice. “They still see him as their Alpha. They still think he was protecting them.”
“They’ll understand,” Rowan said, his voice firm, his eyes meeting mine with a new confidence.
“They just need time. And they need to hear the truth. The truth about Marcus, about the Larva, about what your parents tried to do to stop him.”
He turned to my parents, his gaze full of gratitude.
“You were right, all those years ago. Strength comes from unity, from accepting everyone. From embracing what makes us different, not being afraid of it.”
“We were cast out for speaking against Marcus, for trying to protect the pack,” Dad said, his voice heavy with the memory of that pain.
“We were called traitors, rogues. But we never stopped believing in the true heart of the Magnus pack. The heart of family, of loyalty, of compassion.”
“We can rebuild that heart, Rowan,” Mom said, her voice full of hope.
“With your leadership, with Catrina by your side, with the truth as your guide.”
Rowan nodded, looking at us, his gaze lingering on Lucas’s peaceful face.
“You’re right,” he said, his voice strong.
“We can build a better future. A future where Lucas, and all our pups, can grow up in a pack that values strength and compassion. A pack that honors those who fought for the truth, even when it cost them everything.”
He stood up, pulling me up with him, his hand warm and strong in mine.
“It won’t be easy,” he said, his eyes locking with mine. But the fire in his eyes wasn't anger now. It was hope.
“But we’ll do it together. As a family. As a pack.”
“It’s because of you two that I was able to contact the Drakhor Clan,” Rowan said, turning to my parents.
“You showed me the way, gave me the answers I needed. The strength to face my father, even…” His voice hitched, his throat tightening.
Mom’s eyes widened. “But you didn’t…”
Rowan looked down at Lucas, a mix of sorrow and fierce determination in his gaze.
“I did everything I could,” he whispered. “Maybe… maybe it was just too late.”
“You couldn’t have known, Rowan,” Dad said, his voice gruff with understanding.
“No one could have known how far gone Marcus was.”
“He was consumed by the Larva, by his own darkness,” Mom added softly.
“You saved the pack from him, Rowan. That’s what matters.”
“I also wanted to ask…” Rowan hesitated, looking at my parents, his gaze sincere.
“I know you’ve been on the run for a long time. Always looking over your shoulder. But… that doesn’t have to be your life anymore. The pack needs you. I need you.”
Mom and Dad exchanged a surprised look. "What are you saying, Rowan?" Mom asked, her voice cautious.
“I’m saying… come home,” Rowan said, his voice firm.
“Come back to the Magnus pack. Help me rebuild it. Help me make it right.”
“The hotel needs work. It needs… a heart. The kind of heart that only people like you can give it.”
He turned back to my parents, his eyes pleading. “You don’t have to keep running. You’re not rogues anymore. Not in my pack.”
Mom’s eyes welled with tears. “Rowan, that’s… that’s the kindest thing anyone has said to us in a long time.”
Dad nodded, his voice thick with emotion. “We… we would be honored to help. To be part of the Magnus pack again. But… are you sure the others will accept us? After all the lies Marcus spread?”
“I’ll make them understand,” Rowan said, his voice filled with the quiet strength of an Alpha.
“I’ll show them that the Magnus pack is about more than bloodlines and power. It’s about family. About loyalty. About taking care of each other.”
As the moon rose high in the sky, bathing the garden in its silver light, a wave of peace settled over me.
The scars of the past might never fully fade, but with Rowan by my side, with my parents’ love surrounding me, with Lucas safe in our arms, I knew we could face whatever the future held.
We would rebuild the Magnus pack, stronger than ever before.
A heavy silence blanketed the garden. It was thick with all the things we weren’t saying, all the hurt and anger.
The sun was setting, and long shadows stretched across the grass.
My parents’ words echoed in my head, so different from the lies I’d believed for so long.
It wasn’t fair. He poisoned everyone against my parents. And for what?
I glanced from Rowan to my parents, hoping for some kind of understanding, some way to bridge the gap between us.
Rowan held Lucas close, his brow furrowed in thought.
He looked so much like Marcus in that moment—the same strong features, the same intense eyes. But Marcus’s eyes had always been cold, calculating.
Rowan’s were filled with sadness, a pain that mirrored my own.
“He’s hurting,” my wolf whispered. “He needs you.”
But a part of me held back. There was still so much unspoken between us, so much baggage from the past.
“It’s… a lot to take in,” Rowan finally said, his voice rough. He shifted Lucas in his arms.
The baby stirred, his tiny hand reaching out and grasping Rowan’s finger.
The sight of them, father and son, a bond so pure and strong, brought tears to my eyes.
They’re so beautiful together, I thought, my heart swelling with love.
“I never knew…” Rowan continued, shaking his head as if trying to clear the fog of memories.
“He never talked about Mom. He never told me any of this.”
Dad’s jaw clenched, his amber eyes flashing with anger.
“Marcus was good at hiding the truth. He twisted everything to fit his own story.”
“He wanted you to think he was perfect, invincible,” Mom added, her voice bitter.
“He couldn’t stand the thought of anyone seeing his weakness. So he erased us. Erased anything that didn’t fit his image of the perfect Alpha, the perfect pack, the perfect bloodline.”
Fury surged through me, hot and powerful.
How dare he? How dare he steal, my family history, from me? How dare he fill the pack with his lies?
“It’s not fair,” I choked out, tears spilling down my cheeks.
Rowan looked at me, his eyes full of understanding.
“No, it’s not,” he said, his voice low and intense. “But we can’t change what happened. We can only learn from it. And try to build a better future.”
“But how?” I asked, my voice trembling. “The pack believes his lies. They see me as a threat, as an outsider. They should be blaming me for what happened to him!”
He squeezed my hand, his touch warm and reassuring.
“They’re scared, Catrina. They lived under Marcus’s rule for so long, they forgot what it means to be a real pack, a real family. They forgot about trust, about compassion.”
“But the pack… they don’t understand,” I whispered, tears choking my voice. “They still see him as their Alpha. They still think he was protecting them.”
“They’ll understand,” Rowan said, his voice firm, his eyes meeting mine with a new confidence.
“They just need time. And they need to hear the truth. The truth about Marcus, about the Larva, about what your parents tried to do to stop him.”
He turned to my parents, his gaze full of gratitude.
“You were right, all those years ago. Strength comes from unity, from accepting everyone. From embracing what makes us different, not being afraid of it.”
“We were cast out for speaking against Marcus, for trying to protect the pack,” Dad said, his voice heavy with the memory of that pain.
“We were called traitors, rogues. But we never stopped believing in the true heart of the Magnus pack. The heart of family, of loyalty, of compassion.”
“We can rebuild that heart, Rowan,” Mom said, her voice full of hope.
“With your leadership, with Catrina by your side, with the truth as your guide.”
Rowan nodded, looking at us, his gaze lingering on Lucas’s peaceful face.
“You’re right,” he said, his voice strong.
“We can build a better future. A future where Lucas, and all our pups, can grow up in a pack that values strength and compassion. A pack that honors those who fought for the truth, even when it cost them everything.”
He stood up, pulling me up with him, his hand warm and strong in mine.
“It won’t be easy,” he said, his eyes locking with mine. But the fire in his eyes wasn't anger now. It was hope.
“But we’ll do it together. As a family. As a pack.”
“It’s because of you two that I was able to contact the Drakhor Clan,” Rowan said, turning to my parents.
“You showed me the way, gave me the answers I needed. The strength to face my father, even…” His voice hitched, his throat tightening.
Mom’s eyes widened. “But you didn’t…”
Rowan looked down at Lucas, a mix of sorrow and fierce determination in his gaze.
“I did everything I could,” he whispered. “Maybe… maybe it was just too late.”
“You couldn’t have known, Rowan,” Dad said, his voice gruff with understanding.
“No one could have known how far gone Marcus was.”
“He was consumed by the Larva, by his own darkness,” Mom added softly.
“You saved the pack from him, Rowan. That’s what matters.”
“I also wanted to ask…” Rowan hesitated, looking at my parents, his gaze sincere.
“I know you’ve been on the run for a long time. Always looking over your shoulder. But… that doesn’t have to be your life anymore. The pack needs you. I need you.”
Mom and Dad exchanged a surprised look. "What are you saying, Rowan?" Mom asked, her voice cautious.
“I’m saying… come home,” Rowan said, his voice firm.
“Come back to the Magnus pack. Help me rebuild it. Help me make it right.”
“The hotel needs work. It needs… a heart. The kind of heart that only people like you can give it.”
He turned back to my parents, his eyes pleading. “You don’t have to keep running. You’re not rogues anymore. Not in my pack.”
Mom’s eyes welled with tears. “Rowan, that’s… that’s the kindest thing anyone has said to us in a long time.”
Dad nodded, his voice thick with emotion. “We… we would be honored to help. To be part of the Magnus pack again. But… are you sure the others will accept us? After all the lies Marcus spread?”
“I’ll make them understand,” Rowan said, his voice filled with the quiet strength of an Alpha.
“I’ll show them that the Magnus pack is about more than bloodlines and power. It’s about family. About loyalty. About taking care of each other.”
As the moon rose high in the sky, bathing the garden in its silver light, a wave of peace settled over me.
The scars of the past might never fully fade, but with Rowan by my side, with my parents’ love surrounding me, with Lucas safe in our arms, I knew we could face whatever the future held.
We would rebuild the Magnus pack, stronger than ever before.
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