Married To The Billionaire Alpha King Chapter 77 - remember everything

77

~Elara’s POV

One mont, I was still in that strange field, the soft grass brushing my ankles. The air slled clean, alive, like the first breath of rain on soil. My skin still glowed faintly, the lines running under my arms pulsing softly, and every heartbeat made the light thrum like it had its own rhythm.

Then I moved again. I didn’t think, I just... moved. My feet lifted, and the soft grass fell away under , replaced by cold stone. I landed inside a building. It looked ancient. Everything about it whispered age: walls lined with cracked stone, carvings that looked like they had been etched a hundred years ago, pillars holding up ceilings that disappeared into shadow. The air slled of old wood and dust, like the building had been waiting for .

I blinked and turned slowly. My hands were still glowing faintly, but I felt... trapped, enclosed in so kind of invisible shield. I pushed against it with everything I had. Nothing. Not even a crack.

"Darlon!" I called out. My voice bounced back at in echoes. "Darlon, can you hear ?"

Only my voice answered.

"Hello?" I whispered again, almost afraid to say it. My voice trembled. "Is soone there?"

Then I heard it, a voice. Soft, calm, like water running over stones, but also strange, older sohow. "Elara," it said.

I froze. "Who’s there?" My hands shook slightly, and my glow pulsed faster. "Show yourself. Please, show yourself!"

"You will soon know why you are here," the voice said. "Just be patient."

"Why... what is going on?" I whispered, my voice smaller now. Fear gnawed at my chest. My heartbeat felt loud in the silence. "I don’t understand. Who are you?"

"You will know," the voice repeated, calm, patient, almost kind. "It is not yet the ti. Just watch. Just wait."

The walls seed to breathe around , and I shivered, unsure whether I wanted to stay or run. My glow throbbed again, stronger this ti, and I felt pulled, like sothing was tugging at from inside.

Then I saw it.

A vision unfolded before . I blinked, thinking I was losing my mind, but I couldn’t look away. It was . Not this , the scared, trapped , but another . I was standing on a shore, the ocean stretching endlessly before . The waves were calm, silver‑blue, moving in slow breaths, like they were alive and resting. Light danced on the water, soft and gentle, coming from a moon that wasn’t the moon I knew. It sat higher, warr sohow, washing everything in a quiet glow.

My hair fell loose around my shoulders, moving with a breeze I could almost feel on my skin. I didn’t feel cold or hot. I just felt right. Like I belonged there. When I looked at myself, my eyes were calm, clear, holding sothing strong and sure. Sothing I didn’t know I carried.

"That’s... ?" I whispered, my voice barely there.

"Yes," the voice replied, calm and sure. "That is the self you are ant to see."

Before I could question it, I felt movent beside . Shapes ford, slowly becoming faces I knew too well to mistake. Lira. Ronan. They ca running toward , calling my na like they always did, laughing without restraint, without fear. Their clothes flowed as they moved, old and detailed, stitched with patterns I couldn’t na. They looked like they belonged to another ti, another story. I was there too in that old attire.

"Elara! Elara, co play!" Lira shouted, splashing into the water.

My chest tightened. I tried to step forward, to call back, but my body wouldn’t respond. I was frozen, stuck between wanting and watching. I was there, but also not there.

Ronan laughed loudly, throwing water into the air, his joy bright and loud. It echoed through . I felt it deep in my chest, warm and sharp all at once. My throat burned.

"Why... why do I see them like this?" I whispered, tears gathering. "Why do they look so happy?"

"You will understand," the voice said softly. "But first, watch, feel, and rember."

So I watched them play, their laughter rising with the waves, and sothing inside stirred. It was so familiar and old. Like a mory I had forgotten, but my heart never did.

I watched Lira run along the water, her bare feet skimming the surface, her laughter echoing like bells. Ronan ran beside her, splashing water, smiling, their joy pure and untarnished. I was running beside them, my bare feet wet, the cold water kissing my ankles, my arms out, spinning with them. I laughed, a sound that surprised , because it was free, untangled from fear or doubt.

Lira grabbed my hand and pulled forward. "Co on, Elara! Don’t fall behind!" she called, her hair shining in the light.

"I’m right here!" I shouted, spinning and kicking water at Ronan, who howled in mock outrage and splashed back. We were all wet within seconds, dripping, laughing, spinning, the sun warm on our backs, the wind tangling our hair.

Ronan laughed and caught my hands, swinging around. "You’re too slow, Elara!" he teased, grinning.

"Not true!" I said, giggling. "I’m fast enough to keep up with both of you!"

And we ran, side by side, the ocean around us, the sand beneath our feet, the water spraying over us.

"I... I don’t understand," I whispered again, tears forming without noticing. "Why am I seeing this?"

"Because you are connected," the voice said. "Connected to what was, what is, and what can be. You will learn, Elara. You will rember. Be patient. All will be revealed."

I sank to my knees, still in the building, still trapped in that shield, and let the vision wash over . My glow pulsed in rhythm with the waves I saw, with the laughter I heard. I could feel every drop of water, every ray of light, the warmth of their smiles, the pull of the ocean.

The voice spoke one last ti, soft and patient. "Watch. Learn. And when the ti cos, you will rember everything. You are welco here, Elara."

I nodded, though no one could see . I couldn’t move forward yet, but I didn’t feel trapped. Not really. I was learning. I was seeing. And sohow, I already felt a little less alone.

I opened my eyes widely, letting the vision fill , letting the laughter and the ocean and the light sink deep into my chest. I didn’t know how long I would be here. I didn’t know if I would ever fully understand. But for the first ti, I felt... like I was on the edge of sothing I was always ant to find.