Chapter 63 — Aria's POVI woke up feeling like my skin was trying to rearrange itself. The silvery curse mark were literally moving, shifting patterns under my skin like living tattoos. In the mirror, they formed intricate designs that seemed to tell stories — ancient battles, forgotten magics, secrets written in a language that hurt my eyes to look at.“Stop poking them,” Kane said from the doorway of our training room. His marks resonated with mine, creating weird light shows between us whenever we got close. “We've got work to do.”Right. Training. Because apparently having ancient curse marks, merged supernatural aspects, and whatever the hell happened yesterday wasn't complicated enough. The prophecy chamber's walls were still glowing, and random objects around the territory kept spontaneously developing magical properties. Fun times.I stood up from the training mat, trying to ignore how the room's shadows seemed to lean toward me. That was new. Like having a bunch of eager pupp
Chapter 64 — Kane's POV The shadows moved wrong.That was my first warning — watching darkness ripple and twist in ways that defied physics. My curse marks burned in response, resonating with Aria's power as she faced off against Vivian at our border. But something wasn't right. The darkness was too organized, too purposeful.Through our mate bond, I felt Aria's power surge like a tsunami. But before she could unleash it, everything went to hell.The shadow portals opened simultaneously — six of them, spaced in a perfect hexagon around our territory's perimeter. Each one ripped through our outer defenses like they weren't even there. Corrupted curse bearers stepped through in perfect formation, their marks pulsing with sickly dark energy that made my own marks recoil.“It's a trap,” I growled through the pack bonds. Beside me, Zane was already coordinating our warriors, our Alpha power merging seamlessly after years of practice.“Protect the vulnerable. Secure the inner sanctum. Don'
Chapter 65 — Aria's POV Cold. That was my first coherent thought. Bone-deep, cold that made even my vampire side shiver.I forced my eyes open. Bad idea. The cell walls were covered in corrupted curse marks, their dark energy making my silver scars burn. The marks formed intricate containment patterns I'd never seen before — clearly designed specifically for me.“Finally awake.” Azrael's voice made my skin crawl. He stood outside my cell, studying me like a fascinating lab specimen. “Your new evolution is quite remarkable.”I tried to call my power. Nothing. The corrupted marks pulsed, actively suppressing my abilities. Even worse, I couldn't feel Kane or Zane at all. The bonds were completely blocked.“The containment arrays were designed based on your latest transformation,” Azrael explained, gesturing to the marks. “Vivian's intelligence was quite helpful.”Speaking of my least favorite psychopath, Vivian emerged from the shadows. Her marks had changed, corrupted into something th
Chapter 66 — Aria's POV The extraction chamber had become my personal hell. Today they'd added something new — corruption crystals that resonated with my curse marks, creating loops of pain.“The hybrid's spiritual wavelength is destabilizing,” one of Azrael's researchers reported, monitoring magical readings. “The corruption is reaching deeper layers.”They'd refined their methods over endless sessions. Learned exactly how to target each aspect of my hybrid nature. The vampire weaknesses were exploited with corrupted silver. Angel light was broken down with twisted moonlight. Wolf instinct with wolfsbane. Witch powers bound with tainted iron. Demon fire smothered with corrupted holy elements.“Watch this,” Vivian demonstrated a new technique, using her corrupted marks to directly interface with mine. The pain was exponential.“Note the color change,” Azrael pointed to where my silver scars were darkening. “The corruption spreads faster when introduced through similar mark patterns.”
Chapter 67 — Aria's POV Everything hurts.Not the normal kind of hurt, either – the kind that comes after training too hard or taking a beating in a fight. This was different. Deeper. Like every cell in my body had been ripped apart and stitched back together wrong.I woke up to the cold floor. Harsh lighting watered my eyes, trying to focus them on the room. My whole body felt like it had gone through a meat grinder, getting run over by a truck, and thrown off a cliff-just to make sure.The opalescent scars covering my skin flickered weakly, like dying Christmas lights. Every pulse sent little waves of exhaustion through me. Whatever that transformation in the extraction chamber had done to me, it had definitely taken its toll. I could barely lift my head without the room spinning.“Way to go, Aria,” I muttered to myself. “Really nailed that whole 'transcendent power' thing.”I tried to push myself up, and that went worse. My arms shook all over the place, as if I'd done a thousand
Chapter 68 — Aria's POV My whole world narrowed to her face. Now that I knew, I couldn't understand how I hadn't seen it before. The same sharp cheekbones. The same raven hair. Even bruised and battered, even unconscious, she was inhumanly beautiful in the same ways I sometimes saw in my own reflection.“No,” I breathed, voice shaking. “They're dead. Both died. There was a fire.”Azrael's laugh cut through my shock like a knife. He moved closer, studying us like we were specimens in a lab. Which, I guess, we were. “The truth is far more interesting.”My scars flared to life with my rising anger, but I was too weak to do anything about it. “What did you do?”“I removed a threat,” he said matter-of-factly, as if he were discussing the weather and not murder. “Your father was becoming problematic. Too many questions about my research. Too many moral objections.” His lip curled in disgust. “As if advancing supernatural science should be constrained by human ethics.”Every word was anothe
Chapter 69 — Aria's POV “Come on,” I muttered, staring at my reflection in the white wall. “Someone answer me.”Nothing. No wolf growling at the edges of my mind, no vampire strength humming under my skin, no witch power tingling in my fingertips, no demon fire burning in my core. Just silence where my aspects used to be.The emptiness hurt worse than any physical pain, like losing a limb or five.Mom's head rested in my lap, her breathing shallow and irregular. The corruption marks had spread further in the past few hours, turning more of her silver scars that sickly black color. Dark veins spread from each corrupted mark like poison through her system. Time was running out.“Please,” I tried again, reaching for that place inside where my aspects lived. The hollow space where they should be. “I need you. She needs you.”Silence answered. Again.I'd been trying for hours. Days, maybe. Hard to tell in this stupid white box with its endless artificial light and sterile walls. Every tim
Chapter 70 — Zane's POV The maps were starting to blur together. I'd been staring at them for so long, the marked locations had stopped making sense. My fingers traced the same paths over and over, like somehow I'd find something new this time.“Zane.” Kane's voice broke through my focus. I hadn't even heard him enter the war room. “Victor found something.”I stood up from the chair so fast my vision swam. Lack of sleep was really starting to mess with me. “What?”Kane spread out a new set of documents — blueprints, security protocols, guard rotations. “Three facilities matching the energy signatures from where we lost her trail.”Hope flared in my chest for the first time in days. It hurt. Everything hurts since Aria disappeared.“Show me.”Liora was already there, analyzing the blueprints with that laser focus that made her our best strategist. “The security patterns are similar to other Azrael operations we've tracked. Look at these power grid connections.”Victor pointed to speci
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