The Forbidden Heiress At The All Male Alpha Academy-Chapter 100: Celeste’s Secret

"What? No. Of course not!" Eric denied.

"You’re lying!" She roared in tears, "He knows...Cain knows I’m here. You were just... you were just talking to him,"

She stepped back again.

All this time she had feared that Cain would find out, barge into the school one day and drag her away, she had no freaking idea that HE ALREADY KNEW.

Eric had brought her to Gravemont. Eric has been listening to his father all this time, which means Cain had manipulated everything from the start.

Cain wanted her here at Gravemont. She thought she was a bit safe here, but she was wrong.

And Eric... He knows she’s been in love with him and has been using her feelings for him for his benefit. All she ever really cared about was protecting Finn. It didn’t matter to him what Cain did to her.

When did Eric become this person?

She looked at him again, and it finally dawned on her.

Eric has always been this person. She never really knew him outside the North, and being the first person who made her laugh after her mother’s death and her siblings’ hatred, she instinctively started to rely on him.

Called him her best friend.

"You were playing me from the beginning," It hurt to say it, and more tears escaped as she did, "You were never my friend. You were just..., Right from the start...oh my God... It was Cain; it was all Cain. You’ve been following his orders... You were never...,"

She couldn’t finish. She turned around and ran away.

Her gaze was blurry with tears, and the fear of it all had her choking on air. She panted sharply, her head a whirlwind of devastating emotions as she headed straight for her dorm.

Instead, she turned a corner and ran into a chest.

When she looked up, purple eyes stared back at her.

But she was too wrecked right now to talk to him.

Celeste looked uninterested as usual, till he saw who it was ~ wasn’t Thad dead? And of course, the heavy tears and horrified look in her eyes.

When she tried to walk past him, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back to him.

"Let go of me!" She cried, hitting her fists on his chest, "Let go! Let go!"

Celeste leaned down to her ear and whispered, "You might want to stop running like that and crying so openly and stop pounding on my chest like a girl,"

Theo stopped on hearing his last words and looked up at him.

Did he know?

He still had that lazy look in his eyes. Nothing else.

"Good," Celeste looked down at her.

She didn’t think he was the type to concern himself with anything at all, but when he gently wiped her eyes with his fingers, it may have calmed her just a little.

But the tears refused to stop pouring. Every one of it that leaked was another tear in her heart, and Celeste’s eyes followed them right before he wiped them off.

Then, he took her hand and dragged her behind him. She surprisingly followed without complaint, looking up at him from behind.

Celeste was being a different person today.

"Sit," He said once they were alone in the woods.

Theo leaned back on the tree and let her back slip till she was sitting under the shade.

Celeste reached over to another tree, grabbed a hold of something peeking through the dried leaves and yanked out a large bag. He dusted the top off, pulled it open and took out something.

"Drink this," He said.

It was warm milk.

She stared between her and the warm milk. How does he even have this and what was it doing out here? It reminded her of the ice pack Zeke had given her the other time.

Could be some kind of special Package only the top Alphas around here had.

When she didn’t take it, he snapped off the bottle cap himself and brought it to her lips.

"Drink, little ghost,"

Why was he being nice?

"I promise it’s not poisoned," He said, and tilted it a bit till a bit of it touched her lips. She parted her lips a bit, letting more into her mouth and swallowed.

It tasted wonderful.

"More," He insisted softly, and tilted more of it and she drank it up.

Halfway through, he closed it back and dropped it into the bag.

Then, he sat down next to her.

Unlike the rest of them, Celeste had no overpowering aura. He was very chill, and his silence didn’t make it hard to breathe. But there was something about it that made her glance at him - and she remembered what he said to an answer during the night of Ashwood Retreat:

’I would be the version of myself no one’s met yet. The one that walks where names don’t reach. You’d be surprised how much freer you can be when no one knows who you are.’

Everyone had secrets. Celeste did, too. And it scared him, like it did others. She wanted to say something, but the silence was soothing, and Celeste would probably not appreciate her breaking the silence, so she leaned back on the tree and closed her eyes - a place where her mind would plague her with thoughts.

"What you did today..."

Theo’s eyes flew open and turned to Celeste.

"Don’t do it again. No matter how much it hurts, suck it in till you’re alone," He warned.

Her gaze fell on the floor. He was right. She would only attract more trouble like that.

"Alphas cannot show weakness, especially someone in a tight spot like you,"

Her heart skipped, and she lifted her head back to stare at him. His eyes were still closed.

"Tight spot?" She almost stuttered.

"You’ve made quite the name for yourself here at Gravemont, haven’t you?"

She almost thought he knew her secret. That Aurelius might have snitched or something.

"That won’t be a problem anymore," She said softly, "I plan on leaving very soon,"

Celeste’s eyes open, "Why, though? It’s much safer in here than it is for you out there. You can run all you want, but you can’t hide. He’ll know where you are, all the time. And when the time is right, he’ll come for you,"

Theo froze this time, and when she looked up at Celeste, his eyes were on her.

"You shouldn’t have come here in the first place. You were playing right into his hands, like I once did,"

"... like you once did? What do you mean?"

Celeste didn’t answer immediately.

He just sat there, back relaxed against the tree, looking like he was deciding whether he was worth the truth or whether the truth might break her even more.

Finally, he spoke, "There was a time," he said slowly, "When someone wanted me exactly the way Cain wants you,"

Theo’s breath hitched.

Celeste’s voice was calm, but something underneath it felt... cracked.

"I thought I was clever. Thought I could slip away. Thought I could outrun him," His eyes drifted upward, past the branches, like he was watching memories instead of the sky, "But Cain doesn’t chase. He doesn’t need to. He just waits. And eventually, you walk right into the place he wanted you,"

Theo felt cold, "Why? Why would he want you?"

Celeste let out a humourless breath, almost a scoff, "Because of what I am,"

Theo stared at him. He didn’t look different. He didn’t act differently. But something was wrong in the way he sat too still, too controlled, like a person who once learned the cost of losing control.

"What... are you?" she asked carefully.

Celeste slid his purple gaze to her.

A long moment passed, and she didn’t dare break the silence. She felt like he wouldn’t speak again if she did.

"He called me his instrument," Celeste said finally, his voice low, "Something shaped for one purpose. Something the Veil itself touched,"

Theo’s heart hammered, "T...the Veil?"

He didn’t deny it, "In my family," Celeste said, "We keep too many secrets. We pretend we’re ordinary wolves. We pretend we’re only Alphaborn. But the truth is...some of us carry things we shouldn’t. Things we never asked for,"

Theo swallowed hard, "What things?"

He looked away, the faintest tension in his jaw.

"On certain nights," Celeste said quietly, "I... change,"

"Change how?" Her brows furrowed in question

He didn’t look at her when he answered, "Into someone Cain used. Someone he moulded for missions I can’t bear to remember. Someone who was easier for him to control," A bitter smirk tugged at his lip, "Someone he thought belonged to him,"

Theo stared, wide-eyed, her breath caught in her throat, "Someone?" she echoed softly.

Celeste’s gaze flicked to hers, those purple eyes trembled with something that had her lips parting softly, and it was enough for her to understand.

Her eyes widened.

He’d said someone. Not something.

Not some form.

Someone.

A different him. A... different body.

A different person.

Theo could not believe her ears, "You mean... you’re—"

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