When Crumbling Walls Reveal Paths Leading Toward Forgotten Horizons by Zev Arden Flint 98

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The world tilted. My breath caught, sharp and painful in my chest. Shock, cold and heavy, settled over me, making my limbs feel like lead. I stared at them, my parents. Always surprising me because just when I think they can’t go any lower in hurting me they make sure that they break that record. 

“No,” I whispered, the sound raw and fragile. It was barely a breath. “This… this isn’t real. Is this some kind of joke?” I wanted them to tell me it was all a terrible, cruel prank. “Because if it is, it’s not funny. It’s really not funny.” 

My mother took a step closer. Her hand was trembling slightly.as she reached out towards me, a silent offer of comfort. The thought of her touch, after what they had just said, sent a shiver of revulsion down my spine. 

“Don’t!” I choked out, recoiling sharply. I took a hurried step back. “Don’t touch me. Just stop. 

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“Faith, we know,” my mother began, her voice cracking. “We know you think we hate you. But we don’t. We never did. We did everything we could, sweetheart, everything we possibly could 

to protect you.” 

Protect me? The words were a bitter insult. My heart, already in pieces, shattered further. 

“That’s why,” my father continued, his voice rough with emotion, “that’s why we had to work with Alice’s biological mother. Who raised you. We exchanged you at birth. To keep you safe.” This cannot be real. 

“Protect me?” I finally found my voice, but it was thick with tears and disbelief. “Protect me from what? What could have been so bad that you gave me away? Like I meant nothing? Like I was just a package to be swapped?” The words burned my throat, hot with betrayal. The ache in my chest was so intense. 

My parents did this. My own mother and father. 

My father swallowed hard, his gaze dropping to the floor. “Faith, please. Sit down.” 

“No,” I snapped, my voice gaining strength with my rising anger. “I prefer to stand. I prefer to know why my entire existence has been a lie while I’m standing up.” 

my childhood and my paternity was already a lie that I had to live with but now I have to live with the fact that my own parents didn’t want me. 

He didn’t argue. Both of them, with heavy sighs, sat down on the library chairs. They looked 

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at me, waiting. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating. My legs were starting to tremble because of the shock so I sat on a chair across from them. “Continue,” I demanded. 

My father looked up, his eyes meeting mine. They were filled with a haunted sadness I’d never seen before. “Just before your birth, Faith,” he began, his voice barely above a whisper, “ we had to do something- something very bad. Something we will take to our graves.” 

My mind latched onto one word. “We?” I interrupted, leaning forward, my heart pounding.” 

Who’s ‘we‘?” 

He flinched, as if the question physically pained him. “Me,” he said, his was gaze distant, “and a few other alphas. We were chosen by the Alpha King himself.” 

Chosen? By the King? My brain struggled to make sense of it. “Chosen for what?” I pressed, urgency in my voice. “What was this ‘bad thing‘ you did?” 

He shook his head, a resolute look on his face. “That, my dear, is something you will never know. It’s too dangerous. It’s best you never know.” 

The refusal only fueled my frustration, but I could see the finality in his expression. I hated it. Hated being kept in the dark but I held my tongue, wanting the truth more than I wanted that particular secret. 

He continued, his voice now a low rumble. “From that day, I already knew our lives would never be the same. We constantly had to look over our shoulders, always waiting for something to happen. We thought it was over. We truly did.” He paused, taking a shaky breath. “Until your mother fell pregnant with you.” 

My mother reached for his hand, clutching it tightly. Her gaze was on me, pleading for understanding. 

“The royal seer,” my father went on, “she warned us. She said a war was coming. A terrible war. Nobody would be able to stop it. It would claim lives, countless lives. But in the middle of it all… a white wolf Luna would be born. Born to stop it. To bring peace.” His voice dropped, heavy with dread. “But in order to succeed- she would have to die.” 

A white wolf Luna. Die. The words hung in the air, cold and deadly. My mind raced as I took it 

all in. 

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“We wanted to know who it was,” my father continued, his voice now thick with emotion. Who was this wolf? And in private, the seer, she told us.” He squeezed my mother’s hand.” She told us it was you, Faith. Our daughter.” 

The air in the room seemed to vanish. My breath hitched. It was like I’d been punched, right in the gut. I already knew the direction the story was going into but it was hard to swallow. 

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“We were devastated,” my mother whispered, her voice a broken sob. “Nobody wants their child to die for a cause. No matter how good it is. We couldn’t, we couldn’t let that happen.” 

I stared at them, my vision blurring. I was shocked to silence and I couldn’t react. 

“It would have been better,” my father said, his voice raw, “if your mother had miscarried. But it was already too late. You were too far along, and something like that- it would have killed her too.” He closed his eyes for a moment, as if battling a terrible memory. 

but that is just him telling me that I was never meant to be born and they wanted me gone. 

“So we researched. We researched everything we could about the white wolf. How to make sure she never shifted, never gained her powers. We found ancient books, forgotten prophecies. They all claimed the same thing: a white wolf can only shift, can only fully gain its powers, when it’s on its own pack land, after finding it’s mate. Where it’s meant to be Luna. 

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“And unfortunately,” he continued, his voice heavy with despair, “the prophecy had already suggested something else. Something else that made our hearts sink. Your true mate was Astor. And it was impossible to keep you away from him because we are very close allies and sooner or later the two of you would have to meet. ” 

“We knew,” my father finished, his voice a broken whisper. “We knew you were going to shift into your true form if you stayed with us. But we had to keep you away and keep you safe and alive. So we made the decision. To exchange you at birth. The day you were born.” 

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