Chapter 136

Elora’s POV

I stared at the empty space within me with the moon goddess's voice echoing around me. She seemed to be humming a song. Everywhere felt so peaceful and I wished I could stay here for a little while. Back in the real world, I didn't want to take part in a lot of evil.

I felt a sudden jerk and jumped.

"What is that?" I asked the moon goddess.

"You are being called back to life. It looks like your time with me has ended," She said, her voice soft.

"But I don't want to go just yet. At least not until everything is settled between the two brothers," I argued.

"Elora. This isn't about you. Your devotion to the pack is what has kept the brothers alive. If you don't go back to them, I'm afraid of the outcome,"

I shook my head violently. This isn't happening

"Then at least tell me who I am going to choose," I pleaded.

"They are both yours..."

Before I could make out what she had meant, I felt my body being pulled back as I tried to resist.

When I opened my eyes, the air felt off. Something was off, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

For a second, I wondered if I was still dreaming, but no... this was real. I felt it. I felt them.

Two heartbeats, beating right alongside mine, steady and strong. Dante’s presence pressed against my senses, wild and hot, like a storm. Dominic’s calm slipped around me, gentle and surrounding me in a way I didn’t know I needed.

When I tried to move, my body moved accordingly. No aches, no pain, just this strange hum I felt on my skin.

“Elora…” Dante’s voice came out like he had been holding tears for a long time. He was right there, eyes red, and dark circles under his eyes as though he hadn't slept for days. His hand hovered close, not quite touching, like he was scared I’d disappear if he did.

“You’re... alive,” Dominic said from my other side. His voice sounded steady, but I could hear it shaking a little.

I managed a weak smile. “I think so.”

At the foot of the bed, the healer stood frozen, face streaked with tears, like she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

“She’s more than alive,” she whispered. “The bond runs through all three of you. The moon goddess blesses us… I’ve never seen this before.”

Her words made my heart skip. I sat up, pressing my palm to my chest, and there they were... both of them, right there inside me. I could feel Dante's worry within me, and Dominic’s steady presence kept me from spinning out.

“I can sense you,” I said, looking from one to the other. “Both of you.”

Dominic nodded, wondering about softening his face. “And we feel you too. It’s like you’re everywhere.”

Dante stared at the faint glow on my neck. “It’s the mark,” he murmured. “But this time, it didn’t fade.”

The healer stepped closer, voice shaking. “The Moon goddess blessing is rare, Elora. You’re Luna to both... You three are bound. A triad bond. There was never a choice to make.”

Her words echoed in the room.

Never a choice.

I looked at both of them, their faces so different, but both full of the same thing... fear, and something dangerously close to love. And suddenly, I got it. The Moon Goddess never wanted me to choose. Love wasn’t about dividing or measuring. It just existed.

I reached out, my left hand found Dante’s, my right gripped Dominic’s.

“I get it now,” I whispered. “The moon goddess didn’t curse us. She made us whole.”

Dante’s thumb brushed my skin, his voice cracking. “Elora, I thought I lost you.”

Dominic’s eyes warmed. “We both did.”

“That’s why she brought me back,” I said. “Because neither of you could stand without the other.”

Silence settled over us. Then both men knelt in front of me, not as rivals, not as enemies, but as two parts of the same promise.

Dante bowed his head. “You are my Luna. My heart.”

Dominic matched my words, his eyes steady. “And my strength. My peace.”

Tears threatened to fall at the corners of my eyes. I reached out, tangled my fingers in their hair, and brushed their shoulders, needing to touch that trembling connection that held the three of us together.

“Then we lead together,” I breathed. “Three hearts, one moon.”

A cool wind slipped in through the open window, and the mark on my neck throbbed once, then split... two pale lines reaching out, threading to each of them.

I sucked in a breath. The bond snapped into place, alive and electric, weaving through all three of us. And suddenly, I understood. This wasn’t just about us. It was about the pack, about balance, about everything.

The Moon didn’t pick favorites. She wanted harmony.

Dante looked up at me, his voice rough around the edges. “Together, then.”

“Together,” Dominic said, softer.

And when they both smiled, something shifted. For the first time, I could see it... the future. Bright, terrifying, gorgeous.

The war had ended. The pack would mend. Morning light spilled across the floor, painting our hands gold where they joined, and everything clicked into place.

I wasn’t reborn to belong to one.

I was reborn to unite them both.

With the Moon watching over us, quiet and eternal, we wouldn’t rule as two Alphas and one Luna anymore. We’d lead as one heart, split three ways.

Elora looked at them in the gentle morning light. Her voice didn’t waver. “Then we lead together... three hearts bound by the same moon.”