Free Web NovelChapter 152: Chapter 152
Riley’s POV
My heart dropped so hard when he said that name that I actually felt it in my chest.
Aemoria Morvayne Emberwyn.
For a second, I could not even breathe properly, because everything in my head went quiet, like my thoughts had just stopped working all at once.
I stared at him, my lips parting slightly, but no words came out immediately because I was trying to understand what I had just heard and what it meant.
"That’s..." I started, but my voice came out uneven, so I stopped and swallowed before trying again. "That’s her name?"
Gunnar did not answer right away.
He just kept looking at me in that same steady way, like he was watching how I was reacting, like he was waiting to see if I would deny it or accept it.
I forced myself to speak again.
"Where is she?" I asked, my voice quieter now but still clear enough.
He did not look away from me.
"She’s standing here with me," he said.
Everything inside me dropped again.
My fingers curled slightly at my sides, and I felt my throat go dry as the meaning of his words settled in fully this time.
He knew.
He already knew.
And that meant...
I swallowed hard, trying to steady myself.
Before I could say anything else, he spoke again.
"You don’t look too surprised," he said, his tone calm but sharp enough to make it feel like a question.
I hesitated for a second.
Then slowly, I nodded.
"Bane told me... a little," I admitted.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"What did he tell you?" Gunnar asked.
I shifted slightly where I stood, feeling a bit exposed now that everything was out in the open.
"He told me about the ugh...weird name," I said. "That it was Aemoria."
I let out a small breath.
"But I don’t believe it," I added quickly. "I still don’t fully believe it, because none of this makes sense."
That was the truth.
Even now, standing here, hearing everything from Gunnar, it still felt unreal, like I was being told a story that had nothing to do with me, except it did.
Infact too much.
Gunnar watched me for a moment longer before speaking again.
"It makes more sense than you think," he said.
I shook my head slightly.
"No, it doesn’t," I replied. "You’re telling me I’m part of some crazy prophecy, that people have been hunting me, that I have a different name, a different past, and I’m just supposed to accept that like it’s normal?"
His expression did not change.
"I’m telling you what is true," he said simply. ƒrēewebnovel.com
That made me go quiet again.
Because deep down...
A part of me already knew that.
I just didn’t want to admit it.
He took a step closer, his voice lowering slightly.
"Only I and my mother know who you really are," he said.
I looked up at him.
"No one else does?"
He shook his head once.
"No one. People only know the dead twin, not the one alive"
Something about that made my chest tighten.
"Then... why are you telling me?" I asked.
"Because you need to know," he replied. "And because if anyone else finds out before you’re ready, it won’t end well."
I swallowed slowly.
"So I have to keep it a secret?" I asked.
"Yes," he said without hesitation.
His tone made it clear there was no room for argument.
I nodded slowly.
"Okay," I said quietly.
There was a short pause before another question pushed its way out of me.
"How do you even know all this?" I asked. "How does your mother know?"
He did not answer immediately.
For a moment, he just looked away slightly, like he was thinking about how much he wanted to say.
Then he spoke.
"My mother was close to Emberwyn’s wife," he said.
I listened carefully.
"They were friends," he continued. "Before everything happened."
"What do you mean before everything?" I asked.
"Before the hunt," he replied.
I nodded slowly.
"And before Emberwyn’s wife died," he added, "she made my mother promise something."
"What?" I asked.
"To protect her children," he said.
That made my chest tighten again.
"And she did?" I asked.
"She’s been doing that," he said.
I stared at him, waiting for him to continue, because I could already tell there was more to it.
"So—" I started.
He cut in before I could finish.
"To keep you and your sister safe," he said, his voice steady, "my mother wiped parts of your memory."
I blinked.
"What?" I asked, my brows pulling together.
"She erased enough for you not to remember who you are," he continued. "She also masked your blood scent so no one could track you."
I felt my stomach twist slightly.
"And then?" I asked.
"You were placed in Crescent Hollow," he said. "With a couple who would raise you like their own."
I stared at him.
Because as much as I didn’t want to admit it...
It made sense.
Too much sense.
The missing memories.
The strange gaps in my childhood.
The way things never fully added up.
I nodded slowly.
"That’s..." I paused, then shook my head slightly. "That’s actually making sense, and I hate that it is."
He didn’t react to that.
Of course he didn’t. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
"What about my sister?" I asked after a moment. "Carian... what happened to her?"
At the mention of her name, something in his expression shifted.
He went quiet for a second, like he was thinking.
"Sebastian kept her here," he said finally.
I frowned.
"He knew who she was?" I asked.
"He believed she was the right one," Gunnar replied.
"The right one?" I repeated.
"The one who was meant to live," he said. "So he kept her," Gunnar continued. "Raised her here from age six."
I listened carefully, not interrupting this time.
"She grew up here," he added. "Into a woman everyone noticed."
Something about the way he said that made me look at him more closely.
There was a pause before dropped finally."She got pregnant for me."
My breath caught slightly.
"With Summer," he added.
Everything went quiet again.
Because that meant...
Summer...
I looked at him, trying to process it.
"Summer’sbyour daughter?," I said softly.
"Yes," he replied.
For the first time since this conversation started, I saw something real in his eyes, real pain, hurt, a man locked away behind years of pain and silence.
Before I could fully process every single revelation that’s spinning in my head, he added.
"But I was more than a beast to her until late " he stopped then glanced up briefly at me "That’s why I’m going to use you Aemoria, I will use you to summon her soul, Carian is still in this world I can feel it, she’s not rested because I kept it that way, I refuse to uncling from her till I know the reason she played her death"
