Chapter 23 — Kane's POVThe pre-dawn light crept through our bedroom window, casting soft shadows across our bed. I couldn't sleep, too focused on watching Aria's restless movements beside me. Every few minutes, her skin would shimmer with those strange demon markings Thorne had shown us — beautiful but terrifying patterns of gold and shadow that danced across her skin before fading away again.“No… please…” Aria mumbled, turning fitfully in her sleep. Zane shifted on her other side, his protective instincts as strong as mine even in sleep.I reached out, gently stroking her hair. “Shh, you're safe,” I whispered, even though I knew the nightmares weren't about physical danger. They were about accepting what she was becoming.God, I knew that feeling. Every wolf does — that moment when you first realize you're more than human that your body can change in ways that defy everything you thought you knew about reality. But at least we had generations of wolves before us to guide us through
Chapter 24 — Zane's POVThe dining hall was still in chaos when I dragged Vivian into our interrogation room. I've always been good at getting information out of people.“Comfortable?” I asked, using my Alpha voice.“Let's skip the part where you pretended to be loyal,” I said softly, drawing up a chair. “We both know you're not.”Vivian raised her chin, trying to look defiant. “I am loyal to what matters-keeping our bloodlines pure.”“By attempting to poison my mate?” I let my eyes shift, knowing how they glowed in the darkness.Vivian tried to look defiant, but I could smell her fear. “I won't tell you anything.”“See, that's where you're wrong.” I leaned forward, letting my eyes shift to their predator form. “You're going to tell me everything.”But as I drew closer, something made me stop. There, on her inner wrist-a marking I had never seen. Like a brand, but the design. It looked like a wolf's head with a crown, yet something was wrong about it, something vicious in the design.
Chapter 25 — Aria's POVSomething crashed through my bedroom window making me scream. I rolled instinctively, calling forth my demon powers before I even hit the floor. Golden markings blazed across my skin as I turned to see what crashed into my room. “An assassin.”“Well, well, well,” the figure purred, darkness rolling off him like smoke. “The abomination herself.”“You crashed through my window just to call me names?” I shot back, gathering shadows in my palms. “Rude.”He moved like liquid darkness, faster than anything I'd ever seen. Even with my demon-enhanced reflexes, I barely dodged their first strike. Their claws — because yeah, they definitely had claws — sliced through the air where my throat had been.I retaliated with a blast of demon fire, but they seemed to absorb it into their own darkness. Great. So much for that trick.But as we fought, something strange started happening. Every time their darkness touched me, something inside me… resonated. Like strumming a string
Chapter 26 — Aria's POV The morning sun painted the sacred grove in shades of gold and amber as I settled onto the cool grass. Dawn was just breaking, and honestly? I would've much rather been curled up in bed between Kane and Zane. But according to Liora, this was prime time for “spiritual alignment” or whatever.“Your aspects are strongest when nature is in transition,” she'd told me yesterday, all serene and angel-like. Easy for her to say — she probably didn't need beauty sleep.I crossed my legs, trying to find a comfortable position that wouldn't leave my butt completely numb. The grove was beautiful though, I had to admit. Ancient trees formed a perfect circle around me, their leaves whispering secrets in the morning breeze.“Focus inward,” Liora's voice echoed in my memory. “Each aspect of your nature has its own consciousness, its own memory. You must learn to communicate with them all.”Right. Because apparently having five different supernatural aspects wasn't complicated
Chapter 27 — Kane's POV Even hours after Aria's display in the sacred grove, I could still feel the residual power humming through our mate bond. I decided to go to the library to get some answers. “Who is Azrael? What does he want with Aria.” The pack library was quiet at this late hour, but my mind was anything but peaceful. I searched for ancient texts and scrolls, keeping it all on my desk, their musty pages holding secrets. As I was searching, a journal caught my eyes, I picked it and opened it.“Fuck,” I muttered, running my hand through my hair as I stared at the journal in front of me. It was Aria's grandmother's — Maria Evans — and what I was reading made my blood run cold.“The blessing must be performed under the blood moon,” the elegant handwriting declared. “Only then can angelic grace overcome the darkness in the bloodline. My grandchild must be protected from HIS influence…”The way she wrote “HIS” — like she could barely bring herself to acknowledge who she meant. I
Chapter 28 — Zane's POV I felt Aria's distress explode through our mate bond before Kane's frantic message even reached me. One second I was patrolling the eastern border, the next I was on my knees from the force of her emotional pain. “What. The. Hell.”“She knows,” Kane's voice echoed in my mind. “About Azrael. Her parents. Everything. She ran.”Of course she did. Because nothing in our lives could ever be simple.I shifted immediately, my wolf form better suited for tracking. Aria's scent trail blazed like a supernatural beacon through the forest — a mixture of all five of her aspects swirling together in chaos. But when I tried to follow it, I slammed into an invisible wall.“Seriously?” I growled, shifting back to human to examine the barrier. Pure angelic energy rippled in the air, unconsciously created by Aria's distress. Even touching it sent tingles through my hand.“Remember what Liora taught us,” I thought, recalling our tracking lessons. Each supernatural type left dist
Chapter 29 — Aria's POV The pack house felt different after everything that went down. Different, but somehow safer. My body ached in places I didn't even know could ache, and my supernatural energy felt like a live wire randomly sparking inside me.“You're awake,” a familiar voice said.I turned my head to see Zane sitting beside my bed, his eyes watching me with this intense mixture of concern and relief. God, I'd run from him. From both of them. And they still showed up. Still protected me.“Hey,” I croaked, my throat feeling like I'd swallowed sandpaper.Kane appeared on my other side, holding a glass of what looked like some supernatural healing smoothie. Trust my mates to have a magical drink ready for every situation.“Drink,” Kane ordered, but there was softness in his voice. Not a demand. More like a request wrapped in pure love.The drink tasted like berries mixed with something herbal, and… was that a hint of magic? Probably. Everything in our world had a supernatural twis
Chapter 30 — Aria's POV My hands wouldn't stop shaking as I tried to explain the vision.“The moon,” I started, swallowing hard. “It was blood-red. But not like a normal lunar eclipse. This was… different. Wrong. Like someone had painted the sky with actual blood.”Kane was pacing, wolf energy crackling around him like static electricity. I wanted to reach for him, to calm him down, but I could barely keep myself together.“Azrael wasn't alone,” I forced the words out, feeling my throat tighten. “There was an army of rogue wolves and hunters. Dozens of them.”The room went dead silent. Even the magical runes on the walls seemed to dim.That's when it hit me again – the full force of what I'd seen crashing through my mental barriers. My hybrid energy went haywire, golden angelic light mixing with demon shadows around me like some kind of supernatural light show gone wrong. Great timing, powers. Really great.“Breathe, young one,” Liora stepped forward, her angelic energy reaching out
Chapter 80 — Kane's POV Maya's words wouldn't stop echoing in my head as I paced the war room for what felt like the hundredth time. “Hundreds of them… maybe thousands… we're not ready.” The first hints of dawn were creeping through the windows, painting the tactical maps spread across the tables in shades of gray and pink. I hadn't slept. Couldn't sleep. Not with the weight of what we'd learned pressing down on me. Through our mate bond, I felt Aria's concern pulsing steadily. She was finally resting after the strain of maintaining Maya's link for so long — a rest well-earned after the incredible feat of power she'd displayed. Zane's presence was there too, a quiet strength supporting us both. The three-way connection had grown stronger recently, more integrated, but right now it just meant they could both feel my mounting anxiety. This couldn't wait until morning. I pulled out my phone and sent rapid messages to trusted members. We needed answers, and we needed them now. The fat
Chapter 79 — Aria's POV The morning sun hadn't even cleared the treetops when I stepped onto the training field. Power thrummed through my veins, different from yesterday — stronger, more focused. My skin practically buzzed with energy, the silvery marks casting subtle patterns on the ground around me. Warriors were already gathering, their eyes fixed on the ethereal glow emanating from my body.“Ready for the power assessment?” Victor called from his monitoring station. The equipment he'd set up looked like something from a sci-fi movie, with screens displaying wavelength patterns I didn't understand and sensors that hummed when I walked past them. “We need baseline readings before you start training.”I nodded, centering myself in the middle of his sensor array. The mate bond hummed in my mind, Kane and Zane's presence steady and strong. It felt different now — more like three streams flowing into one river than separate connections.“We're here,” Kane sent. 'Draw what you need.'“
Chapter 78 — Aria's POV The ethereal light surrounding me felt different — not just a glow, but pure power coursing through my veins. I flexed my fingers experimentally, watching the silvery marks on my skin shimmer with each movement. The infirmary's familiar white walls seemed to pulse with the energy radiating from my body.“Incredible,” Mom whispered from her chair by the window, her eyes wide with wonder. The amazement on her face made my heart swell. After everything we'd been through, seeing her here, watching me with such pride… It meant everything.“Try lifting that water glass,” Victor suggested, pointing to the bedside table. “Let's see how your control is developing.”I focused on the glass, expecting to need effort. Instead, it practically leaped into my hand. “Whoa!”“Careful,” Victor cautioned, but he couldn't hide his excitement. He bustled around me with his instruments, muttering under his breath as each reading came back off the charts. “This is unprecedented. The
Chapter 77 — Zane's POV The sun hadn't fully risen when I stepped onto the training fields. Already, the sound of combat practice filled the air – pack members taking our warnings seriously. Metal clashed against metal, bodies thudded against training mats, and orders rang out across the morning mist. Good. We'd need that dedication.Through our mate bond, I felt Kane coordinating patrol shifts while Aria dozed fitfully in the infirmary. The three-way connection hummed with purpose, each of us focused on our tasks.Movement at the edge of the field caught my attention. Jaxon approached with a woman I didn't recognize. Even at this distance, she radiated predatory energy that made my wolf take notice. Scars marked visible skin, telling stories of battles survived. Her walk reminded me of a jungle cat – all contained power and deadly grace.“Zane.” Jaxon nodded in greeting. “This is Maya. The operative I mentioned.”Maya's golden eyes met mine without flinching – rare for a wolf facing
Chapter 76 — Kane's POV Selene's words kept echoing in my head as I paced the command center. “He's coming.” Over and over, like a broken record. The maps spread across the table blurred together as my wolf prowled restlessly beneath my skin. Every instinct screamed to act, to fight, to protect.“Kane.” Zane's voice cut through my thoughts. My twin stood in the doorway, battle maps clutched in his hands. I felt his tension matching mine. Dark circles under his eyes suggested he'd gotten as little sleep as I had. “The pack's gathering.”I nodded, squaring my shoulders. Time to be the Alpha they needed. “Let's do this.”The walk to the hall felt longer than usual. Pack members we passed straightened instinctively, responding to the Alpha energy rolling off both of us. Their faces showed a mix of fear and determination – they knew something big was coming.The hall filled quickly, faces both familiar and new turning toward us as we entered. Elder wolves took their traditional positions
Chapter 75 — Zane's POVI watched Aria's face carefully as the young warrior delivered his message about Jaxon. Through our mate bond, I could feel her heart rate spike, a mix of anxiety and old hurt coloring her emotions. The morning light streaming through the infirmary windows cast shadows across her face, highlighting the faint traces of exhaustion still lingering there.“Bring him here,” I ordered the warrior, keeping my voice steady despite my tension. “We'll meet him in the infirmary.” My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, protective instincts warring with the need to maintain control.The young warrior nodded quickly, his anxiety evident in the way his fur rippled briefly across his skin before he got himself under control. “Yes, Alpha.” He disappeared down the hallway, footsteps echoing against the tile floors.Kane moved closer to Aria's bed, his protective instincts evident in the way he positioned himself. Our shared bond thrummed with his readiness to defend if need
Chapter 74 — Aria's POV “Aria.” Zane's voice pulled me from sleep, gentle but urgent. “Wake up.”I blinked, taking in the early morning light filtering through the infirmary windows. Zane stood beside my bed, his expression a mix of excitement and concern that instantly had me alert. His dark hair was mussed like he'd been running his hands through it — something he only did when big things were happening.Through our mate bond, I felt his emotions before he could speak — joy, worry, hope all tangled together. “What is it?” My heart picked up speed. “Is everything okay?”Zane's lips curved into a soft smile, his eyes bright. “Your mother's awake.”Five seconds. That's how long it took for those words to sink in. Then I was pushing myself up, ignoring the weakness in my limbs and the way the room spun slightly.“Careful.” Zane steadied me as I swayed, his hands warm and strong. “You're still recovering.”“I don't care.” I gripped his arm, probably too tight. “Take me to her. Now.”He
Chapter 73 —Aria's POV Sunlight tickled my face. My eyes fluttered open to the peaceful infirmary, taking in the morning glow through the windows. For a moment, I just lay there, letting the warmth seep into my skin. After that cold cell, even simple sunlight felt like a miracle.Kane's head rested on my bed, his dark hair messy from sleep. A few strands fell across his face, moving slightly with each breath. His hand still held mine, just like he hadn't let go once in the past two weeks. The thought made my heart squeeze.Across the room, Zane was arranging what looked like hundreds of get-well cards on the windowsill, his movements careful and quiet. He'd changed clothes since yesterday — or was it still the same day? Time felt fuzzy around the edges.“You're staring,” Zane said without turning around, a smile in his voice.“Can you blame me?” My voice came out stronger today. “The view's not bad.”Kane stirred at the sound, probably sensing I was awake through our mate bond. His e
Chapter 72 —Aria's POV Consciousness came back weird. Like swimming up through layers of thick fog.The first thing I noticed was the softness underneath me instead of that cold cell floor. Then scents hit — antiseptic, healing herbs, and something that sparked a memory. Victor's special healing paste. I was in the pack infirmary.Someone was holding my hands. Both of them. The warmth felt familiar.My eyes felt like they were glued shut, but I managed to crack them open after a few tries. The dim lighting was a blessing after that harsh white cell.Kane was on my right, Zane on my left. Both passed out in chairs but still gripping my hands like they were afraid I'd disappear. They looked awful — dark circles under their eyes, clothes rumpled like they'd been wearing them for days.My opalescent scars pulsed gently, reflecting off the monitoring equipment surrounding the bed. Victor had set up his full healing array — IV drips, magical monitors, the works.I tried to say something,