The Rejected daughter chosen by the Alpha (Maya and Atila) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83

– ATILA

A full day had passed since she woke up, and nothing inside me sat where it used to.

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I stood in the hallway with Cassian, facing the bedroom door where Maya remained under Miss Langford’s care.

Cassian spoke first, his voice low.

“I can’t feel you anymore.”

I didn’t take my eyes off the door. There was no point denying it.

“I don’t feel your presence. Nothing.”

I stayed silent.

He took a slow breath, clearly uneasy, and tried again.

“Yesterday, when we brought that old man from Hollow Creek… what exactly happened in there?”

I’d known that question wouldn’t go unanswered for long. Cassian wasn’t a fool.

“The council contacted me,” he went on. “They called an emergency meeting. They’re talking about security risks, imbalance. Whatever it was, they felt it.”

I closed my eyes for a brief second before answering. When I spoke, there was no drama in it.

“I made a deal.”

Cassian turned to me immediately.

“A deal with who?”

“With the Moon Goddess.”

The silence that followed was heavy.

“In exchange for her life,” I added.

His expression shifted from disbelief to something close to horror.

“What kind of deal, Átila?”

“At this moment,” I said evenly, “I’m as vulnerable as any human.”

It took him a second to process that.

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“What?”

“No

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power. No strength. No access to the sources that defined me.” I tilted my head slightly. “And that won’t change for ten years.”

Cassian dragged a hand down his face, shaken.

“That’s insane. You know that, right?”

“I knew exactly what I was doing.”

“You gave up everything.”

“I gave up

what was necessary.”

He stared at me for several seconds, searching for regret. He didn’t find any.

“The elders will react,” he said at last. “If one of them sensed the exchange, they’ll try to initiate a rite to name another Supreme Alpha.”

“I know.”

Silence settled between us again. There was no anger in it. Just the weight of an irreversible choice.

That was when the bedroom door opened.

Miss Langford stepped out, her movements controlled, her expression serious. My body reacted before

my mind did.

“How is she?”

She took a breath before answering.

“The burn on her back required us to sedate her again. We’re treating it with herbs, but the injury was deep. A scar will remain. We couldn’t

prevent that,”

I nodded, letting her continue.

“She woke for a few minutes early this morning,” Langford went on. “But she didn’t recognize anyone.”

Cassian murmured beside me,

“She might have amnesia.”

“It’s likely,” Langford confirmed. “It’s too early for a definitive diagnosis, but…” She hesitated. “The fact that she’s alive at all defies logic. I saw her myself… lifeless. It must have been a miracle.”

“It is a miracle,” I repeated, my voice lower than I intended.

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Langford studied me closely before stepping a little nearer.

“There’s something else.”

“What is it?”

“When she woke, she asked for her family. She wanted to see them.”

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