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Chapter 33: History
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Seraphina BelladonaWhat powers could Aury possess?
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“What were some of their powers?” I asked.Ares blinked. “Wait—powers? What do you mean powers?”“Well, Mom has powers,” I reminded him.Mom smiled. “I have the ability to calm people—to cool their emotions. My mother could read people’s intentions.”Ares turned to me. “And what about Aury? Besides snow camouflage?” he teased.I glared at him. If looks could kill.“Listen, just because you can tan doesn’t mean you’re all that different from me. Your hair is pale, your eyes are almost as light as mine.”“Being blond, blue-eyed, an
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We all went to bed—well, Ares took the couch.That night, I dreamed of frost. The wind howled through an endless expanse of snow, a vast landscape stretching beyond the horizon. I stood at the center, untouched by the cold, unbothered, maybe even powerful. The ice shimmered beneath my feet, and I felt a strange pull, as if the winter itself recognized me.Then I woke up.Surrounding me were people holding candles, their faces hidden beneath hoods. Was this still a dream?Before I could react, a cloth pressed against my face. A sickly-sweet scent filled my nose, and then—darkness.When I came to, I was in a grand hall. Towering marble columns stretched toward the high ceiling, their pristine whiteness making the dimly lit space feel like it was glowing. I was lying on a hard stone surface, and around me stood six hooded figures, their presence heavy with importance. This was a temple.Everyone was staring at me.“What is going on?” My voice echoed off the marble.“We do not wish to harm
Last Updated : 2025-03-23Whispers of Frost and Fire Chapter 36: Temple
“Alpha, we are preparing to initiate Aurelia. We need a High Priestess,” Elder Ulray said.“And we believe the goddess has turned from us due to the lack of proper worship,” Elder Violet added, throwing my mother a pointed look.“She is a minor, and I do not accept this,” my mother countered. “I will not allow my daughter to die for a pack.”“Mom, I’m almost eighteen. And I want to do this.”Ares frowned. “Are we sure it’s a curse? Or is it just a lack of experience? The previous High Priestesses were trained from a young age, forced into battle before they were ready. Maybe if they had time to learn, they wouldn’t have died. Maybe they just didn’t have an awesome brother to protect them.”I grinned through my nerves. I loved my brother.“The boy has a point,” one of the elders admitted.The debate raged on, but I wasn’t listening anymore.A single snowflake drifted down from the ceiling, impossibly slow. It glowed faintly, pulsing with an otherworldly light. It wasn’t just a snowflake
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Ares POVI woke up in the middle of the night, my chest tight, heart racing. It was the same feeling I’d had ever since Aury and Mom left for this frozen wasteland. Back home, in Ravenclaw Pack, life had been easy. I trained hard, sure, but I had my friends, my reputation, and plenty of willing she-wolves who were more than happy to keep me entertained. I wasn’t the type to get caught up in serious relationships—that was Jeremy’s thing. I liked the chase, the fun, the no-strings kind of life. And it worked for me.But ever since Aury left, something felt off. It wasn’t just that my twin was gone, it was like a piece of me had been ripped away. I’d catch myself zoning out in the middle of training or losing interest in things I normally loved. Even the girls noticed. "Ares, you’re not as fun anymore," one of them had pouted at me one night, draping herself over my arm. Normally, that kind of attention would’ve had me grinning, but I wasn’t in the mood. I felt like I was waiting for some
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I left the temple and went straight home, crawling into bed. I refused to process anything that had happened. Tonight, I was just a normal seventeen-year-old girl. Tomorrow? I’d wake up a magical wolf with winter powers.That night, I had another dream of the winter land. The world was frozen, a vast, endless tundra. Snow covered everything, and the air was sharp and still. But despite the cold, I felt fine—strong, even. The only problem was... I was alone.Where was everyone?I turned, searching, but there was nothing. Just me and the silence. Then, a large snowflake drifted down from the sky, falling slowly, just like in the temple. It was glowing, impossibly bright. When it reached me, it didn’t land in my palm—it sank into my chest.A sudden surge of power tore through me. I screamed, the force of it too much to handle.A voice whispered in my mind, calm and steady."Let the power flow through you. Own it. I will be with you soon. We will do this together."The reassurance in the
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I walked away before I lost any more brain cells."Jasmine, you can't be part of his groupies. You are my friend," I scolded, half kidding."Well, let me remind you that I have eyeballs, and they can see what they can see. And right now, they are seeing a very fine specimen. Like, I have never seen a man so gorgeous in my life." She sighed dramatically. "I don't know what the goddess has in store for me, but my mate better be his twin.""I'm his twin," I deadpanned.She snorted. "Yeah, but you don't have the muscles, the jaw for days, or the body part I need. I'll pass.""Goddess, ew! He is my brother. I do not want to hear about his body parts!" I groaned. "Let’s go. I need to get my muscles going."I was assigned to Brandon for sparring."Alright, let’s see what you got," Brandon said, slipping into a fighting stance.I mimicked him, bracing myself. Training had been brutal here, but I was improving. My movements were sharper, my reactions quicker. Today, I was determined to push mys
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Here we were again, by the lake, but this time, things were different.For the past few weeks, my nights had followed a routine. Sparring with Alpha Rhett while Brandon shouted pointers. Then, once I was exhausted, I would sit back and watch as Rhett and Brandon fought—analyzing their movements, learning their strategies. Afterward, we'd walk back to my house, which was close to the lake, and have dinner.But tonight, Ares was here.I had no idea what that would look like."Alright," Rhett said, his deep voice cutting through the night air. "For tonight’s training, we’re doing a competition. First one to hit the ground loses. Winner moves on to the next opponent. No rest between rounds."A slow smirk spread across my face. This was going to be fun."First up, Ares and Aury," Rhett announced.Ares turned to me, grinning. "Aury, huh? I see you two are getting close." He nudged my shoulder playfully."If you don’t shut up, you might wake up with something crawling on your face," I shot ba
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The battle raged on.Our warriors were well-trained, their attacks coordinated, but it didn’t matter. We were losing.The creature was too big, too strong—even for werewolf standards. Every time we gained an advantage, it tore through our defenses like they were nothing. And worst of all—It had fire magic.Flames erupted from its hands, setting parts of the forest ablaze. The scent of burning wood and singed fur filled the air. Warriors dodged, some barely escaping the searing heat. Others weren’t as lucky.Screams. Snarls. Flesh meeting flesh.And then—It stopped.Right in the middle of the carnage, the creature went still. Its glowing, sickly yellow eyes locked onto me.My breath hitched.It just stood there, staring.Its chest heaved, its massive claws flexing at its sides. It said something in a language I didn’t recognize—deep, guttural, and ancient.A shiver ran down my spine.Ares stepped in front of me, his entire body tense, his stance protective. His arm brushed against min
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