My Alpha Hid Our Son for 12 Years… Now I’m the Royal Healer He Lost Chapter 10

My Alpha Hid Our Son for 12 Years… Now I’m the Royal Healer He Lost Chapter 10

[Elara’s POV]

Autumn in Avaloria was breathtaking.

Outside the gates of the Royal Lycan Academy, Rowan stood in a perfectly tailored navy academy uniform.

Pinned proudly to his chest was the silver crest of an Outstanding First-Year Cadet.

Not the silver whistle that had once marked him with shame.

“I’m heading to class, Mom.”

He leaned over and kissed my cheek.

I smiled as I watched him disappear through the academy’s ancient gates.

Just as I turned to leave, a familiar scent drifted across the autumn breeze.

I froze.

Slowly, I looked toward the corner of the street.

A man stood there.

Kael.

He had lost an alarming amount of weight.

The custom-tailored suit that had once fit him perfectly now hung loosely from his frame.

Dark stubble covered his jaw. Bloodshot veins spread through his tired eyes.

The untouchable Alpha I’d once known was gone.

Standing before me now was little more than a lonely wolf haunted by the ruins of his own making.

The moment he saw me, hope ignited in his eyes.

“Elara…”

His voice was rough and hoarse.

He stumbled toward me, reaching out as though he wanted to touch me.

I stepped back without hesitation. Avoiding him.

I pointed toward a quiet outdoor café nearby.

“We’ll talk there.”

Five minutes later, we sat across from one another.

A steaming latte rested between us. It might as well have been an uncrossable canyon.

“Come back with me.” Kael got straight to the point.

His tone carried urgency and the command of an Alpha.

“I don’t care that the mate bond is gone. The Moon Goddess chose you. That can never change. You belong with me.”

I stirred my coffee. The words almost made me laugh.

“So you crossed half the continent just to tell me I’m not allowed to be free?”

“I’m doing this for Rowan!” His voice grew desperate.

“He’s the future Alpha of the Silvercrest Pack. He needs to grow up with his father.”

He hesitated. His eyes shifted away.

The same stubborn resentment that had lived there for twelve years still lingered.

“And… about what happened back then. If you come home… I can forgive you.”

His voice dropped lower.

“I won’t hold what happened twelve years ago against you anymore. The drugging. The deception. We can leave it all behind us.”

My spoon stopped moving.

So that was the reason.

He truly believed that I had drugged him during his first Mating Rut.

That an insignificant Omega Healer had trapped the future Alpha by getting pregnant.

In his eyes, I was nothing more than a thief who stole my place beside him.

I slowly looked up.

“Forgive me?”

A dry laugh escaped my lips.

“Kael. You built twelve years of hatred on a single pathetic lie.”

I reached into my handbag. Then placed a sealed file onto the table.

The silver crest of the Royal Lycan Court gleamed across its cover.

After arriving in Avaloria, I’d asked the Royal Mystics to perform a Soul Memory Reconstruction.

The record had been sealed with a soul imprint. Impossible to forge.

I slid it toward him.

“See for yourself. This is your truth.”

Kael frowned. Suspicion filled his eyes as he opened the file.

At first, his expression remained indifferent.

Then, his hands began trembling. His pupils contracted. Every trace of color drained from his face.

The reconstructed memory unfolded before him.

There had never been a scheming Omega. Only a newly awakened Alpha trapped inside an uncontrollable Mating Rut.

His wolf had completely lost control.

The Great Hall lay in ruins beneath his Alpha aura.

I had only come carrying a suppressor designed to calm an Alpha during an emergency Rut.

Before I could even speak, the young Alpha’s blood-red eyes locked onto me.

His wolf surged forward.

The suppressor was knocked from my hands. The vial shattered across the floor.

Then—he pinned me beneath him.

I screamed. I fought. I begged him to stop.

But he couldn’t hear me.

His wolf had consumed every trace of reason.

When it was over, the Pack Elders arrived.

To protect the newly crowned Alpha’s flawless reputation, to conceal the scandal of an Alpha losing control during his first Rut, they fabricated another story.

The tale of an Omega temptress.

And I was forced to sign a lifelong confidentiality oath.

To protect Kael’s pride, to protect the child growing inside me, I accepted the blame and carried it alone for twelve years.

Thud.

The file slipped from Kael’s trembling fingers. It hit the ground.

He didn’t even notice. He sat frozen in his chair. Like a man struck by invisible lightning.

“No… that’s impossible…”

“I… I forced you?”

For twelve years, he had believed he was the victim.

The noble Alpha deceived by an ambitious Omega.

But the truth…

He had been the one who destroyed me.

And the woman he’d hated for twelve years had silently protected his dignity while carrying all the shame alone.

A tidal wave of guilt shattered the pride he’d built his entire life around.

Inside him, his wolf let out a broken, grief-stricken whine.

I could almost hear it.

“So that was what your forgiveness was for?”

I paused.

“And Rowan never wanted to become an Alpha. He just wanted a father. But now, he doesn’t need one.”

I lifted my coffee. Took a slow sip.

Warmth spread through me. A freedom I’d never known before.

Across the table, Kael looked at me with eyes full of terror.

He opened his mouth. As if he wanted to apologize.

But not a single word came out.

I quietly set my cup down. Then stood. Smoothing the wrinkles from my skirt.

Looking down at the broken shell of the man before me, I spoke one last time.

“The lies belong to the past, Kael. So does the woman who loved you.”

“Don’t come here and poison the life I’ve finally reclaimed with your cheap regret.”