The Alpha's forbidden omega mate - Chapter 135: Chapter 135

Catrina POV:
“Love fades, Catrina. Power lasts forever. Choose wisely.”
Damien’s words hung in the air, a threat disguised as advice. I glared at him, my heart pounding, my wolf snarling inside me.
His crimson eyes, burning in the shadows of the temple, were fixed on me.
He was a predator, watching his prey.
“Those were different lives, Damien,” I said, my voice shaking a little, but firm. “I choose Rowan. In this life. With all my heart.”
I pushed the memories of Lyra and Kael away. Their story was sad, but it was their past, not mine.
My life was with Rowan, with Lucas. I wouldn’t let Damien use those old memories to control me.
He smiled, a cruel, predatory smile.
“Is that so? Are you sure?” He gestured towards Lucas, who was still asleep in his arms. My son looked so pale, so still.
“What if love fails you, Catrina? What if it’s not enough to protect the ones you love? What if… you have to choose between love… and power?”
“He’s trying to trick you. Don’t listen!” My wolf snarled. She wanted to tear Damien apart, to snatch Lucas away from him.
Fear, sharp and cold, stabbed at me. What if he was right? What if love wasn’t enough? What if I had to choose between Rowan and Lucas?
Outside the temple, I could feel Rowan’s anger, his wolf’s roar echoing my own desperation. He was fighting to get to us, but Damien’s magic was strong, holding us captive.
Hold on, Rowan. I’m coming. My wolf whimpered.
I focused on Lucas, on his tiny chest rising and falling with each breath, on his faint baby scent. He needed me.
We won’t let him win, Catrina. We’ll fight him. My wolf’s voice was fierce now, a mother’s rage replacing her fear.
I could feel Vivian’s magic flowing through me, a comforting warmth. It calmed the storm inside me, strengthened my resolve. I wouldn’t give in. I wouldn’t let Damien control me. I would protect my son, no matter what.
“You can’t have him, Damien,” I said, my voice stronger now. “Lucas is mine. He belongs with his pack, with his father.”
Damien chuckled, a low, menacing sound. “He belongs with his mother, Catrina. And you… belong with me.”
He stepped closer, looming over me. His scent, a mix of incense and something rotten, made my stomach churn.
“Don’t fight it, Catrina,” he whispered. “Embrace your destiny. Remember who you are. Remember the love we shared, the power we had. We can have it again. You, me, and Lucas. A family. Ruling the world together.”
His words were seductive, alluring.
For a moment, I saw a glimpse of that past life, the princess, the power, the intense love.
But it wasn’t my love. It was Lyra’s. And that life… it wasn’t mine.
“No, Damien,” I said, shaking my head. I couldn’t let him confuse me, couldn’t let him control my mind.
“You’re wrong. I’m not Lyra. I’m Catrina Blanc. And I chose Rowan Magnus. I choose my life, my son, my pack.”
“You think you have a choice, Catrina?” His voice was hard, his eyes flashing.
“You think you can escape destiny? You are Lyra. Her soul is inside you. And I will awaken her. I will have her back. Even if I have to destroy everything else.”
He held Lucas closer, my son a pawn in his cruel game. Panic surged through me, cold and sharp.
“Don’t hurt him, Damien,” I pleaded, my voice breaking. “He’s just a baby. He’s innocent.”
“He’s the key, Catrina,” Damien said coldly.
“The key to unlocking your true self, your power. He’s the heir to a great legacy. And together… we will claim it.”
“No!” I screamed, my wolf roaring, her fury shattering the silence of the chamber.
I couldn’t let him win. I had to fight. For Lucas, for myself, for the love that burned inside me, a love that defied lifetimes, that challenged even the darkest magic.
“Catrina!”
Rowan’s voice boomed through the chamber, a roar of rage and desperation. I could feel the air crackle with his power, with the clash of magic and his Alpha command.
Damien’s hold on me weakened.
“He’s coming for you, Damien,” I said, my voice stronger now. I could feel the ancient magic rising within me, resonating with Vivian’s power.
“He’s coming to get back what’s his. His mate. His son. His destiny.”
Damien glanced towards the entrance, his eyes narrowing. Was that… fear I saw in his eyes?
“He’s afraid.” My wolf growled, sensing his weakness, the chink in his armor. “He can be beaten.”
“You think your Alpha can defeat me?” Damien scoffed, but his voice lacked its usual arrogance, his confidence.
“He’s a weakling, Catrina. A sentimental fool blinded by your omega scent. He’ll fall just like all the others who dared to challenge me.”
“You’re wrong, Damien,”
I said, my voice ringing with a power that surprised even me.
I could feel the magic surging through me, a wild, untamed force that echoed the love, the loyalty, the fierce protectiveness that burned within my heart.
“Rowan is stronger than you think. He’s learned from the past. He’s not afraid of change. And he’s not alone.”
The air crackled, and a blinding flash of light filled the chamber.
The scent of raw Alpha power slammed into me, making my wolf whimper, her instincts screaming submission.
But also a thrill of recognition, of belonging, of the deep, primal connection that bound me to my mate.
Rowan burst into the chamber, his eyes blazing with fury, his wolf snarling, his presence a force of nature, his love for me, for our son, a shield against the darkness.
“Let him go, Damien,” Rowan roared, his voice a thunderclap that echoed through the chamber, a challenge that shook the very foundations of the spirit realm.
“Let Lucas go. Or face the consequences.”