Chapter 133 : Blood and Memory

Chapter 133 : Blood and Memory

KAI’S POV

I stood just inside the doorway of the reinforced interrogation room, heart pounding against my ribs. Elias was back in the recovery ward with our newborn son, resting after the long night. I had kissed his forehead and promised I would return soon. Instead I was here, facing the two people who had nearly destroyed everything I cared about.

Claire and Gavin sat chained to metal chairs bolted to the floor. Silver restraints gleamed under the harsh lights. Claire held her head high, elegant even in captivity. Gavin slouched, bandages visible beneath his torn shirt, eyes calculating. Guards stood at attention along the walls, hands near their weapons.

I walked forward slowly. My body still felt weak from the coma, but rage gave me strength. “You attacked my pack on sacred ground. You nearly killed me. You tried to take everything from my family. Start talking.”

Claire smiled, cool and composed. “Kai, my dear stepson. Look at you. Still playing the righteous Alpha even after everything. Have you forgotten who raised you? Who stood beside your father when he needed guidance?”
I stopped a few feet away. “I remember enough. You poisoned my mother. You lied to me for years. You tried to kill my mate and my child.”

Gavin chuckled low. “Mate? That pregnant omega you barely remember? Come on, Kai. Deep down you know the truth. You never wanted him. You hated him in school. You told me yourself how disgusting it felt to touch another man. We were trying to free you from that curse.”

His words slid under my skin like needles. I remembered fragments. School hallways. A boy with curly hair and defiant eyes. The way I had pushed him. The shame that followed in private. But there was more. Warmth. Connection. Something real.

“I do not believe you,” I said, voice steady. “Elias fought for me when I was unconscious. He led the pack. He brought you both back in chains. That is not a curse. That is strength.”
Claire leaned forward as much as the chains allowed. Her voice softened, almost motherly. “Strength? Or manipulation? He used the white wolf power to trap you. You were confused. Vulnerable. We only wanted what was best for you. Join us again, Kai. We can fix this. The three of us. The way it was always meant to be.”

I felt a sharp stab behind my eyes. Pain bloomed suddenly, excruciating, like someone drove a hot poker into my skull. I gripped the table edge, breathing hard. Flashes came. Elias smiling at me across a table. The way he laughed when I teased him. The night we first kissed, angry and desperate. The way he looked at me when he told me he was pregnant.

“Stop,” I growled. “You do not get to twist this.”
Gavin smirked. “See? Even now you feel it. The doubt. You know you were never meant to be with him. Come back to your real family. We can give you power. Real power. Not this weak domestic life with a man carrying your bastard.”

The pain intensified. I staggered, one hand pressed to my temple. Images flooded me faster. Elias standing between me and danger. The way he had cried when I woke up and did not remember him. The feel of his body under mine in the cabin. The sound of his voice when he promised he would never leave again.
I slammed my fist on the table. “You tried to kill my mate. You attacked during my father’s funeral. You are monsters.”

Claire’s eyes narrowed. “Your father was a fool who chose the wrong side. We gave him chances. He refused. Just like you are refusing now. Think, Kai. Think about who has always been there for you. Not that omega. Us. Your blood.”

Another wave of pain hit, worse than the last. I dropped to one knee, vision blurring.Memories crashed over me like a dam breaking. Elias’s laugh in the garden. The way he challenged me in council meetings. The night we mated, raw and real. The fear in his eyes when he told me about the prophecy. The strength in his voice when he led the pack while I slept.

I gasped, clutching my head. “Shut up. Both of you. I remember enough now. I remember choosing him. I remember loving him. You will never take that from me again.”

Gavin laughed. “Loving him? You are deluding yourself. He is using you. That white wolf power controls him. It will destroy you both.”
I forced myself to stand. Pain still throbbed behind my eyes, but clarity came with it. Pieces of my life with Elias slotted into place. Not everything. Not yet. But enough.

“You are done manipulating me,” I said, voice low and dangerous. “You will stay in these cells until we decide your fate. And when the time comes, you will answer for every life you took. Every lie you told. Every attempt to destroy my family.”

Claire’s mask finally cracked. “You are making a mistake, Kai. A fatal one.”

I turned toward the door. “The only mistake was ever trusting either of you. Guards, take them back to their cells. No visitors. No special treatment.”

As the guards moved in, Claire shouted after me. “You will regret this! The north is rising! Seraphina’s father will crush you!”

I did not look back. I walked out of the room and down the corridor, head still pounding but steps steady. The memories were returning. Painful, fragmented, but mine. Elias’s face. His voice. His courage. The way he had fought for us when I could not.

I needed to get back to him. To our son. To the family I had almost lost twice now.

The war was not over. But for the first time since waking, I felt ready to fight it with clear eyes.

I pushed open the door to the recovery room. Elias looked up from the bed, our son sleeping peacefully against his chest. His eyes searched mine, worried.

“Kai? What happened?”

I crossed the room and knelt beside the bed. I took his free hand and pressed it to my cheek.
“I remembered some things,” I said quietly. “Not everything. But enough. I remembered choosing you. I remembered loving you. And I am never letting anyone take that away again.”
Elias’s eyes filled with tears. He leaned forward and kissed me, slow and deep and full of everything we had both been holding back.

We had a long road ahead. Enemies still plotted in the shadows. But in this moment, with our son between us and the future stretching uncertain but bright, I knew one thing for certain. I was home.