I Forgot I Loved You Alpha (Ellie and Nolan) novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319

But there was something else, too. A certainty I’d only seen in Ellie once a vision snapped into place for her.

He’d seen something.

“My family-” I started.

“Is not served by you panicking,” he cut in sharply. “You want to save them? Then think.”

Shame flared hot and bitter in my chest-but it worked.

I forced myself to look again. Really look.

The rogue formation. The pressure points. The way they were overcommitting here to keep us pinned. The slight thinning on the southern edge where they assumed we wouldn’t risk breaking away.

They’d accounted for everything. Every drive and consideration we would make. Every powerhouse we had on our side. All except for one.

Alaric.

“You hold them,” I said immediately, clarity snapping back into place. “Can you?”

His mouth curved into something sharp and dangerous. “I wouldn’t be here if I couldn’t.”

Something passed between us as our eyes met. An understanding beyond words. This was where he was meant to be in this moment. And my place was with her.

I turned, voice rising, Alpha power surging back where it belonged.

“Listen up!” I roared. “Strike unit only-fastest, cleanest fighters with me. Everyone else holds the line under Alaric’s command!”

Understanding rippled through my warriors instantly. This time, the movement was pre

controlled. No panic.

Alaric stepped forward, power flaring outward like a wall slamming into place. The ground beneath him cracked as ancient magic poured into the land, as if reinforcing the territory itself.

The rogues snarled, pressing forward again-but now they were pushing against something immovable.

Alaric raised one hand.

The storm bent.

Wind howled violently, slamming into the rogues’ line with concussive force. Several were thrown back outright, skidding across mud and stone as if struck by a physical blow.

“Go,” Alaric said without looking at me. “Now.”

I didn’t hesitate.

I pivoted and ran, the selected warriors already forming up around me as we tore through the thinnest point in the rogue line. This time, we didn’t pull punches.

We broke through.

Claws tore. Teeth snapped. Blood spilled freely now as we forced a path open, driving hard and fast toward the heart of Silver Fang.

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Behind us, Alaric held the line.

I felt his power like a weight at my back, steady and relentless, anchoring the battlefield even as the rogues howled in fury and confusion.

They hadn’t expected him.

They hadn’t expected this.

Felicity had ordered them to keep me there, to keep me far away from her so that I couldn’t stop whatever it was she planned to do.

Which was exactly why it was essential that I break away.

I had created this monster by refusing to face the reality of what she’d become. I’d allowed my affection for my oldest friend and one-time lover to override every instinct and truth that I knew. And now, the consequences of my foolishness had come home to haunt me.

ouldn’t let Ellie or anyone else be taken because of my mistakes. I wouldn’t let Silver Fang fall because I had een blinded by misplaced loyalty.

We didn’t slow until the packhouse came into view through the rain-its wards blazing like a beacon against the storm-dark sky.

Smoke curled from the front doors.

My heart stuttered violently.

“Move!” I shouted, breaking into a full sprint.

Every step felt like it took too long. Every breath burned. Fear clawed at my throat, threatening to choke me as the packhouse loomed closer, the sounds of battle growing louder,

I could feel Ellie now-her power flaring bright and defiant, pressed tight against the war ike hands braced against a door.

She was still standing.

Good.

She just had to hold a little longer.

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