I Forgot I Loved You Alpha (Ellie and Nolan) novel Chapter 333

Chapter 333

“You did it for yourself,” I cut in, my voice low and deadly. “And you burned everything else to the ground.”

Around us, the battle had faltered. The sounds of fighting were muted. I could hear Kieran’s voice from downstairs, giving orders as the remaining rogues started to panic.

The rogues were breaking now, fear finally taking hold as the unnatural force that had driven them vanished. Some fled. Some dropped their weapons and surrendered.

None of it mattered.

This was no longer a battle.

This was an execution.

I lifted my blade again, holding it to her throat. It felt heavier in my hand than it ever had before.

Felicity’s eyes followed it, wide and glassy.

“You loved me once,” she whispered.

The words didn’t touch me.

“I loved the woman you pretended to be,” I said. “She’s been gone a long time.”

“Nolan-”

“Your sentence is death.”

There was no flash of magic. No last scream.

Just a sharp inhale.

Then nothing.

Her body went slack beneath my hands, the last remnants of her power bleeding harmlessly into the stone.

The storm outside fell silent completely.

I stayed there for a moment longer than necessary, chest heaving, blood dripping from my hands to the floor.

When I finally stood, the world felt… different.

Quieter.

Heavier.

The cost of it all pressed in around me.

I turned.

Ellie was still kneeling beside Alaric, her hands stained red as she clutched at him like she could somehow pull him back through sheer will alone. Cassian sat beside her now, one arm wrapped around her shoulders, his face carved from grief.

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Rae stood just behind them, hollow-eyed and shaking, one hand pressed over her mouth as if she were afraid she might scream if she didn’t hold herself together.

Kieran appeared at the top of the stairs. I saw the moment he realized who was on the ground. He shook his head, his expression stripped bare-no ambition, no calculation left. Only the weight of what this night had cost all of us.

“Go to the front,” I said softly. “Tell Lance I need him.”

“Right,” Kieran replied. He hesitated just for a moment before descending the stairs again.

I crossed the space between us slowly.

Every step felt like penance.

Ellie didn’t look up when I stopped beside her. Her grief radiated off her in waves, so raw it hurt to stand near

her.

“I’m sorry,” I said quietly.

The words felt pitifully inadequate.

She didn’t respond.

Cassian did.

He looked up at me, eyes red and burning, and for a moment I thought he might strike me. I would have taken it.

I deserved it-for every time I’d hurt her, for every choice that had led us here.

But he didn’t.

Instead, he nodded once.

A small, devastating gesture of trust.

I swallowed hard.

Alaric had trusted Ellie’s judgment of me.

I would honor that.

No matter what it cost.

Ellie didn’t look at me. When she spoke, her voice was soft, almost inaudible.

“The boys.”

I stood and walked past them, leaving the siblings to process their grief together for the time being.

Rae was still frozen in the broken doorway, but I easily slipped past her and stepped over the corpses in the panic room.

The rogues that Rae and Cassian had killed to protect the twins.

The moment I came into view, Ian gave an indignant cry and August pulled himself up on the railing of the crib,

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