Chapter 47 — Aria's POV My eyes snapped open, and everything felt different.Like, seriously different. Not the kind of “oh, I got a new haircut” different. More like “I just became something entirely supernatural that doesn't play by any existing rules” different.The infirmary looked both familiar. Advanced supernatural equipment surrounded me, each machine flickering with readings that looked more like abstract art than scientific data. Victor stood nearby, his analytical gaze locked on me like I was some fascinating specimen.And the energy? Holy. Freaking. Supernatural. Wow.I could feel everything. Every magical current. Every supernatural frequency. It was like someone had turned up the volume on my entire existence to maximum.Kane and Zane rushed toward me, their wolf instincts practically radiating desperation and protection. I could see their memories flickering around them—pain, loss, about their first mate named Sarah.“Stop,” I said. The word came out differently. Powe
Chapter 48 — Kane's POV “Aria, NO.” I screamed.Magical energy exploded outward. The infirmary's supernatural barriers began to crack.Everything happened in slow motion and lightning-fast speed simultaneously—a supernatural paradox that defied every law I'd ever known.The sound was deafening. Not just a physical sound, but a supernatural resonance that vibrated through every cell of my body. Zane was beside me, his wolf energy crackling, our supernatural bond amplifying the shock of Aria's magical eruption.Her body radiating an energy I'd never seen before. Not a vampire. Not a werewolf. Not anything I could categorize. She was… something else entirely.Our mate. Potentially. If she'd even want us after everything.Sarah's memory flickered at the edge of my consciousness. The brutal rogue attack. The loss that had nearly destroyed Zane and me. And now this—Aria laying there, looking like she could obliterate everything with a single thought.“I'll reject you both,” she had said ea
Chapter 49 — Aria's POV Darkness.But not the kind of darkness you get when you close your eyes. This was different. Supernatural different.It was like floating in an ocean of magical energy. Every single supernatural frequency was alive. Vibrating. Singing.And then—A presence.Not human. Not werewolf. Not vampire.Something else entirely.The magical energy around me shifted. Transformed. Became something… more.“Aria.” The voice wasn't spoken. It was felt. Experienced. Like every single magical current in the universe just whispered my name.I turned. Or maybe I didn't. In this space, movement was a concept that didn't really exist.She was beautiful, terrifying and, powerful.The Moon Goddess.Not some mythical painting or legend. She was real. Right here. Impossibly bright yet somehow soft. Like moonlight made into a living, breathing entity.“You've been chosen,” she said. Or didn't say. The words existed everywhere and nowhere simultaneously.My supernatural senses were goi
Chapter 50 — Aria's POV “I have something to tell you,” I said finally.And five faces turned towards me.Talk about intense. Victor adjusted his glasses, his scientific equipment beeping softly in the background. Elara's calculating eyes seemed to dissect everything. Kane and Zane looked like they were simultaneously bracing themselves and ready to protect me from whatever was coming. And Aiden? Poor guy looked like he might pass out.Deep breath, Aria. You've got this.“So… remember when I mentioned meeting the Moon Goddess?” I started, trying to sound casual. As if randomly chatting with a divine supernatural being was totally normal.The room went so quiet you could hear a pin drop.Victor's gadgets continued their soft electronic symphony, almost like they were anticipating something big. And trust me, something was definitely brewing.“It wasn't just a dream,” I continued, my voice gaining strength. “She was… real. More real than anything I've ever experienced.”I closed my eye
Chapter 51 — Aria's POV My head was pounding when I woke up. It felt like the events of last night had been a dream, but the electric sensation on my skin told another story.“She's awake,” Kane's deep voice came from somewhere to my left.I turned my head, wincing at the movement. Kane and Zane were both there, looking like they hadn't slept all night. Kane was sitting in my reading chair, his usual perfect posture replaced by worried tension. Zane was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, but his eyes never left my face.“How long was I out?” My voice came out raspy.“Twelve hours,” Zane answered, pushing off the wall. “Victor's equipment went crazy when we brought you back. The magical readings were off the charts.”“You gave us quite a scare,” Kane added, his usual composure slipping just enough to show genuine concern. “One moment you were standing in the clearing, the next you collapsed. The amount of power surrounding you…” He trailed off, adjusting his glasses in that nervo
Chapter 52 — Zane's POV The moment Aria told me to help with her last trial, although we had no idea what her worst fear was, I knew something fundamental was going to change.It wasn't just her magical energy — which, by the way, was now crackling like a thunderstorm. It was everything about her. The way she moved. The way she breathed. The way supernatural frequencies seemed to dance around her like eager pupils.“We need to prepare you for the final trial,” I said, my voice rougher than usual.Kane gave me a look. That Alpha look that said he understood exactly what was at stake.My memories flickered — memories of trials, of pain, of transformation. I'd been through my share of supernatural gauntlets. But this? This was different.The final trial wasn't just a test. It was a revelation.I started with meditation. Not your typical zen-garden meditation. This was hardcore supernatural centering technique passed down through generations of werewolf leaders.“Close your eyes,” I inst
Chapter 53 — Aria's POV Darkness.But not the kind of darkness you get when you close your eyes or turn off the lights.This was different.Supernaturally different.One moment, I was preparing for the final trial with Kane, and the next, I was… here. Wherever “here” was?A mystical realm that wasn't quite reality. Wasn't quite a dream. Something in between. A supernatural limbo that existed somewhere between my consciousness and… something else.The environment around me wasn't static. It shifted. Morphed. Reflected something deeper than physical space.My memories.My fears.My insecurities.They weren't just memories anymore. They were living, breathing supernatural entities.First, I noticed the silence. Not an absence of sound. But a presence of something more profound. A supernatural quiet that was somehow louder than any noise I'd ever heard.Then, movement.A shadow. No, not just a shadow.A version of myself.Dark. Twisted. Powerful.My dark supernatural doppelgänger smiled.
Chapter 54 — Kane's POV I couldn't stand still.Every step I took around Aria's motionless body felt like torture. The ritual circle pulsed with otherworldly energy, keeping her suspended between realities while she faced her trial. But I was stuck out here, useless. The purple-tinged barrier around her shimmered mockingly, keeping me from reaching her when she needed me most.My hands clenched into fists as another wave of magical energy rippled through the chamber. The ancient stones in the walls seemed to pulse in response, their crystalline structures amplifying whatever was happening in the trial realm.“Kane, wearing a hole in the floor won't help her,” Victor said from his monitoring station, fingers flying over his tablets and sensors. The tech-savvy supernatural had surrounded himself with enough equipment to stock a small laboratory.Easy for him to say. He had his scientific equipment to focus on. All those beeping machines tracking magical frequencies and supernatural ene
Chapter 95 — EpilogueFive years passed faster than a witch's broom on a moonlit night. Standing on the newly built observation deck, I barely recognized our territories anymore — in the best possible way. The celebration for our fifth peace anniversary had transformed the grounds into a festival of supernatural proportions.“Mama! Mama! Watch this!” Luna's voice carried across the courtyard. My five-year-old daughter stood in the center of a circle of young supernaturals, her silver hair glowing with combined witch-wolf power. Blue sparks danced between her fingers as she created intricate patterns in the air.Not to be outdone, her twin brother Ash had somehow managed to scale the academy walls — again. His dark hair contrasted sharply against the white stone as he moved with inherited vampire speed.“Ash Alexander!” Kane's authoritative voice boomed across the grounds. “What did we say about using vampire abilities without supervision?”Our son's face scrunched up in that particula
Chapter 94 — Aria's POVSunlight streamed through our bedroom windows, and for once, I woke up exactly where I wanted to be — sandwiched between Kane and Zane. A month had passed since the Luna ceremony, and life had settled into a new kind of normal. Well, as normal as life could be when you're mated to two alphas and running a supernatural melting pot.“Morning baby,” Mom called from the doorway, already dressed and holding two steaming coffee mugs. “Your boys have already left for patrol. Something about checking the new boundary markers.”I untangled myself from the sheets, accepting the coffee gratefully. “You're a lifesaver.”“That's what moms are for.” She settled into the window seat, her presence still sometimes surprising me. After years of separation, having her back felt like a dream. “Want to grab breakfast and visit your father?” We made a grave for him in the pack house.An hour later, we stood before Dad's grave. The memorial garden had grown, now incorporating plants
Chapter 93 — Zane's POVThe full moon hung low over our pack grounds as I watched Kane spin Aria around the dance floor. Her white dress caught the light of floating witch orbs, making her look almost ethereal. After everything we'd been through — the fights, the near-death experiences, the world-ending threats — seeing her smile like that made every secret planning session worth it.“She looks happy,” Kane said, materializing beside me with two glasses of the blood wine the vampires had brought. Its dark red contents sparkled with unnatural luminescence. I accepted the glass, remembering our late-night scheming. “Speaking of outdoing ourselves, remember when you nearly got caught by that witch patrol while sneaking in fabric samples?”Kane snorted, his usual serious expression cracking. “Worth it. Though next time we plan secret ceremonies, maybe we skip the full moon timing. Do you know how hard it is to be stealthy when everyone's senses are heightened?”“At least the witches boug
Chapter 92 — Aria's POV I woke up to sunlight streaming through our bedroom windows and Zane's quiet cursing. Opening my eyes, I found him carefully hanging what had to be the most beautiful white dress I'd ever seen.“Shit, you're awake,” he muttered. “This was supposed to be a surprise.”“What's the dress for?” I sat up, noticing Kane's absence. “And where's our other mate?”Zane's face broke into a rare full smile. “It's for your Luna ceremony. You know, the one we never had time for between all the fighting and world-saving?”I blinked. “My what now?”“Luna ceremony. That thing where we officially recognize you as our Luna in front of the pack.” He crossed the room to sit beside me. “And before you say we don't need it — we know. But we want to do this properly.”“But-”A knock interrupted my protest. The door opened to reveal my mom, holding an ornate wooden box. Behind her, Kane wore the biggest grin I'd ever seen on his face.“Surprise?” he offered.Mom's eyes were already tea
Chapter 91 — Aria's POV The shimmering in reality solidified into a girl about my age. She had a vampire's pale skin but a witch's aura — something I'd never seen before. Her dark hair was tied back in a messy braid, and her clothes showed signs of long travel. Though she looked exhausted, her eyes burned with desperate hope.“Are you her?” Her voice shook slightly. “The one who unified all five races?”Before I could answer, Kane and Zane burst into the clearing, powers ready. The girl flinched but held her ground, hands raised to show she meant no harm.“I'm not here to fight,” she said quickly. “My name is Mira. I… I felt what happened. What you became. I had to come.”I lowered my hands, my enhanced senses detecting no deception from her. “I'm Aria. These are my mates, Kane and Zane. How did you find us?”“I followed the energy signature. I've never felt anything like it.” Mira's eyes filled with tears. “I thought I was the only one who was… different. Who didn't fit anywhere.”K
Chapter 90 — Aria's POV The walk back to pack territory felt endless. Each step reminded me how much had changed in the past few hours. My newly unified powers thrummed under my skin, while traces of purified magic from the nexus followed us like loyal puppies, creating weird light shows in the early morning air.“You're brooding,” Kane said, his hand finding mine.“I don't brood.”“You totally brood,” Zane chimed in. “We can feel it through the bond now. Very dramatic.”I rolled my eyes, but their teasing helped lighten the heavy atmosphere. Our enhanced mate bond let me feel their underlying tension though — we were all worried about what we'd find at home.The first signs of battle stopped us in our tracks. Deep claw marks scored ancient trees. The ground was scorched in patches where magical attacks had landed. The metallic scent of blood lingered in the air.Kane's grip tightened on my hand. “There was a major fight here.”Through our bond, I felt him cataloging tactical details
Chapter 89 — Aria's POV The nexus light hit us like a tidal wave, and time seemed to freeze. One second I was trying to warn Kane and Zane about what I was sensing, and the next we were all caught in some kind of shared vision. Pure magical energy coursed through our mate bond, stronger than anything I'd felt before.“Holy shit,” I whispered, watching golden threads of destiny weaving between us. Each strand pulsed with possibility, showing flashes of futures I couldn't quite grasp. “Are you guys seeing this?”Kane's grip on my hand tightened. “The threads? Yeah. What the hell is happening?”I could barely focus on his words as understanding slammed into me. My transformation hadn't just changed me — it had shifted the entire balance of supernatural power. The purified nexus beneath our feet was already acting like a beacon, calling to others who wanted unity instead of the endless fighting between races.“Aria.” Kane's voice cut through my racing thoughts. Through our bond, I felt h
Chapter 88 — Aria's POVPower surged through me in waves of colored light — all merging into an aurora that lit up the clearing like the northern lights. For the first time in my life, every part of me worked in perfect harmony. No more fighting against myself. No more holding back. Each aspect enhanced the others instead of competing for dominance.The energy radiating from my skin cast dancing shadows across the ancient stones. I could feel every pulse of power, every current of magic flowing through the area. My enhanced senses picked up things I'd never noticed before — the way the lines hummed beneath the earth, how the very air crackled with supernatural energy.“Impossible,” Azrael spat, gathering stolen power around himself like a shield. Dark magic crackled between his fingers, but I could see how it fought against his control. “Those abilities are mine now! The ritual was perfect!”I could see how sluggish my stolen powers were in his grasp, like trying to control a wild ani
Chapter 87 — Aria's POVThe first thing I noticed was Zane's arms around me, the lingering taste of his blood on my tongue. For a moment everything felt muffled, distant — like being underwater. Then my senses slammed back online with overwhelming intensity.Heartbeats thundered in my ears — not just Zane's and Kane's, but every living creature for miles. The frantic flutter of bird wings in the trees. The skittering of small animals fleeing the area. The steady thrum of ancient power beneath the earth. Everything crashed into my consciousness at once, a sensory overload that would have brought me to my knees if I wasn't already lying down.The tang of blood, sweat, and rage filled my nose. I could distinguish between them all — Kane's blood, tinged with alpha power. Zane's sweat, laced with desperation. Azrael's rage, bitter and acrid in the air. Power hummed through the ground beneath me, lines I'd never been able to perceive before now blazingly obvious, crisscrossing beneath the s