Chapter 82 — Aria's POV The magical barrier shattered like glass, raining sparkles of power that faded before hitting the ground. My stomach dropped as the first hunters burst through the gap. Holy crap.These weren't the hunters we'd trained for. Their bodies were wrong — limbs too long, muscles bulging in impossible ways. Some had multiple partial shifts, fur, and scales mixed together. Others moved like smoke, barely solid.“All units, maintain formation!” Kane's voice cut through the radio static. “Do not engage individually!”Our warriors snapped into the defensive positions we'd drilled countless times. I sprinted to the command center, magic crackling at my fingertips. Through our mate bond, I felt Kane's focused determination and Zane's calculated readiness.“Mage Squadron Alpha, reinforce the eastern flank!” I grabbed the tactical mic, watching red dots multiply on our monitoring screens. “Beta Team, standby for healing support!”The first clash hit like a thunderclap. Our
Chapter 83 — Kane's POV I couldn't take my eyes off Aria.The mate bond between us pulsed with her pain — raw, intense waves that made my chest physically ache. She stood frozen, staring at the scene before us. Azrael's claws pressed against her mom's throat, drawing tiny beads of blood that made my wolf snarl with rage.The bastard had timed his attack perfectly. We'd been winning, pushing his forces back, when he suddenly appeared with her mom in his grasp. One look at Aria's face and I knew all our careful battle plans were about to go up in smoke.“Such a touching reunion,” Azrael drawled, his lips curving into that sadistic smile I'd grown to hate. “Mother and daughter, together again. Though perhaps not for long.” His claws pressed deeper, making Catherine wince.Our warriors held their positions, but I could smell their fear and uncertainty. None of us had expected this twist. Through the bond, I felt Zane's growing alarm as he coordinated the medical teams behind our lines. W
Chapter 84 — Aria's POV I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Where Selene stood moments ago, only darkness remained, swirling like smoke in the wind. The battlefield fell silent, everyone frozen in shock at what we'd just witnessed.The sound of my mother's sob broke through my paralysis. She rushed toward me, her face streaked with tears and blood, stumbling over bodies of fallen warriors. Behind her, Azrael swayed slightly, his usual composure cracking. Something was different about him — wrong in a way I couldn't quite place yet.“Jensen!” I called out, my voice steadier than I felt. The young warrior appeared instantly at my side, blood matting his blonde hair. “Get my mother to safety. Now.”“Aria, no!” Mom grabbed my arm, her fingers digging in desperately. “I won't leave you again! Not after everything-”“Yes, you will.” I hate using commands — hate the way they strip away choice — but I pushed the power into my next words: “Go with Jensen. Stay behind our lines.”Jensen wrapped
Chapter 84 — Aria's POV I burst into a moonlit clearing, my lungs burning from the chase. The taste of blood filled my mouth — whether it was mine or from earlier fights, I couldn't tell anymore. Azrael stood in the center, his usual smirk replaced by something darker. More desperate. But there was a calculation in his eyes that I didn't like.“Nowhere left to run,” I growled, circling him slowly. My enhanced senses picked up old power here — stone circles half-buried in the earth, remnants of something ancient and dark. The air felt wrong, heavy with centuries of corrupt magic.“Who said I was running?” Azrael's laugh held an edge I'd never heard before. Blood darker than night dripped from his wounds, staining the ground beneath him. “I merely needed the right venue for what comes next.”We clashed in a blur of motion. My claws raked his already injured side, while his corrupted power slammed into my chest. The impact sent me stumbling back, but I recovered quickly. Thanks to Selen
Chapter 86 — Zane's POVThe moment Kane and I broke through the treeline, my heart stopped. Aria's body hit the ground with a sickening thud, her usual grace replaced by the lifeless drop of a puppet with cut strings. The clearing pulsed with dark magic, those ancient stone circles casting an eerie glow that made my stomach turn.Centuries of dark energy crackled through the air, making my skin crawl. Every instinct screamed that this place was wrong — corrupted by rituals that should have stayed buried in the past.“Perfect timing,” Azrael drawled, dark power still crackling around his hands. Blood dripped from multiple wounds, but his smirk never wavered. “Come see what happens to those who dare challenge me.”Kane's roar of rage shook the trees as he launched himself at Azrael. My focus locked onto Aria's crumpled form. Racing to her side, I dropped to my knees, gathering her into my arms. Her skin felt like ice against mine, lips already taking on a bluish tinge.“Aria?” My voice
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
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 1 — Aria's POVI saw my reflection in the broken mirror leaning against the wall. My long, dark hair is all tangled, and my violet eyes look scared, as they usually do. I'm short for a wolf, just over five feet tall, with a body that some might think is delicate. But I know the truth — I'm just weak.“Nyx,” I whisper to my wolf. She stirs within me, a presence both comforting and frustrated. Nyx is everything I'm not — strong, fierce, and unafraid. Sometimes I wonder if she got stuck with the wrong human.Sighing, I quickly braid my hair and pull on a threadbare t-shirt and jeans. No point in trying to look nice. No one would notice.I quietly leave my room, trying not to make any noise. The pack house is quiet at this time, but I know better than to wake anyone. The last time I accidentally woke someone, I got a black eye that took weeks to heal.The kitchen is my first stop. It's my job to have breakfast ready. For the higher-ranking wolves before they wake up. I turn on th
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
Chapter 86 — Zane's POVThe moment Kane and I broke through the treeline, my heart stopped. Aria's body hit the ground with a sickening thud, her usual grace replaced by the lifeless drop of a puppet with cut strings. The clearing pulsed with dark magic, those ancient stone circles casting an eerie glow that made my stomach turn.Centuries of dark energy crackled through the air, making my skin crawl. Every instinct screamed that this place was wrong — corrupted by rituals that should have stayed buried in the past.“Perfect timing,” Azrael drawled, dark power still crackling around his hands. Blood dripped from multiple wounds, but his smirk never wavered. “Come see what happens to those who dare challenge me.”Kane's roar of rage shook the trees as he launched himself at Azrael. My focus locked onto Aria's crumpled form. Racing to her side, I dropped to my knees, gathering her into my arms. Her skin felt like ice against mine, lips already taking on a bluish tinge.“Aria?” My voice
Chapter 84 — Aria's POV I burst into a moonlit clearing, my lungs burning from the chase. The taste of blood filled my mouth — whether it was mine or from earlier fights, I couldn't tell anymore. Azrael stood in the center, his usual smirk replaced by something darker. More desperate. But there was a calculation in his eyes that I didn't like.“Nowhere left to run,” I growled, circling him slowly. My enhanced senses picked up old power here — stone circles half-buried in the earth, remnants of something ancient and dark. The air felt wrong, heavy with centuries of corrupt magic.“Who said I was running?” Azrael's laugh held an edge I'd never heard before. Blood darker than night dripped from his wounds, staining the ground beneath him. “I merely needed the right venue for what comes next.”We clashed in a blur of motion. My claws raked his already injured side, while his corrupted power slammed into my chest. The impact sent me stumbling back, but I recovered quickly. Thanks to Selen
Chapter 84 — Aria's POV I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. Where Selene stood moments ago, only darkness remained, swirling like smoke in the wind. The battlefield fell silent, everyone frozen in shock at what we'd just witnessed.The sound of my mother's sob broke through my paralysis. She rushed toward me, her face streaked with tears and blood, stumbling over bodies of fallen warriors. Behind her, Azrael swayed slightly, his usual composure cracking. Something was different about him — wrong in a way I couldn't quite place yet.“Jensen!” I called out, my voice steadier than I felt. The young warrior appeared instantly at my side, blood matting his blonde hair. “Get my mother to safety. Now.”“Aria, no!” Mom grabbed my arm, her fingers digging in desperately. “I won't leave you again! Not after everything-”“Yes, you will.” I hate using commands — hate the way they strip away choice — but I pushed the power into my next words: “Go with Jensen. Stay behind our lines.”Jensen wrapped
Chapter 83 — Kane's POV I couldn't take my eyes off Aria.The mate bond between us pulsed with her pain — raw, intense waves that made my chest physically ache. She stood frozen, staring at the scene before us. Azrael's claws pressed against her mom's throat, drawing tiny beads of blood that made my wolf snarl with rage.The bastard had timed his attack perfectly. We'd been winning, pushing his forces back, when he suddenly appeared with her mom in his grasp. One look at Aria's face and I knew all our careful battle plans were about to go up in smoke.“Such a touching reunion,” Azrael drawled, his lips curving into that sadistic smile I'd grown to hate. “Mother and daughter, together again. Though perhaps not for long.” His claws pressed deeper, making Catherine wince.Our warriors held their positions, but I could smell their fear and uncertainty. None of us had expected this twist. Through the bond, I felt Zane's growing alarm as he coordinated the medical teams behind our lines. W
Chapter 82 — Aria's POV The magical barrier shattered like glass, raining sparkles of power that faded before hitting the ground. My stomach dropped as the first hunters burst through the gap. Holy crap.These weren't the hunters we'd trained for. Their bodies were wrong — limbs too long, muscles bulging in impossible ways. Some had multiple partial shifts, fur, and scales mixed together. Others moved like smoke, barely solid.“All units, maintain formation!” Kane's voice cut through the radio static. “Do not engage individually!”Our warriors snapped into the defensive positions we'd drilled countless times. I sprinted to the command center, magic crackling at my fingertips. Through our mate bond, I felt Kane's focused determination and Zane's calculated readiness.“Mage Squadron Alpha, reinforce the eastern flank!” I grabbed the tactical mic, watching red dots multiply on our monitoring screens. “Beta Team, standby for healing support!”The first clash hit like a thunderclap. Our
Chapter 81 — Aria's POV I couldn't sleep. Kane and Zane's emotions kept pulsing through our mate bond like an anxious heartbeat. Something big went down at that meeting, and the tension was making my skin crawl. I tried counting sheep, meditation, even that weird breathing exercise Elara taught me, but nothing worked. Their worry was too loud in my head.The digital clock on my nightstand glowed 3:47 AM. Great. Another sleepless night.My bedroom door opened, and Zane's familiar scent filled the room. One glance at his face, and I knew. Whatever had happened, it wasn't good. The confident, long-legged stride that could eat up a room was gone, replaced by something heavier, more uncertain.“Spill it,” I said while sitting up and pulling my knees to my chest. “What's got you both so wound up?”Zane ran a hand through his dark hair — never a good sign. “Selene showed up at the meeting.”That got my attention. “Selene? She's been MIA for days.” Her absence hadn't gone unnoticed. “She sa
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