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POV: LunaHunter's presence through the portal was undeniable. Real. Not illusion. Not manipulation. Actual soul trapped in otherworld. Actual mate stolen instead of killed. Actual fourth bond waiting for rescue instead of new connection forming with Darius.But Caleb was also real. Caleb was Miguel reincarnated. That truth had been established. Confirmed. Made undeniable through goddess blessing and divine design and soul recognition that transcended physical differences.Which meant I didn't have dual bonds. I had triple bonds active. With fourth waiting for rescue. With Darius representing potential fifth if divine design really intended that many. With prophecy's four mates being underestimate instead of complete count.The realization was crushing. Overwhelming. Impossible to process while standing at portal fighting interdimensional breach and watching Hunter call my name from otherworld prison."We have to get him out," I said. "Have to rescue Hunter. Have to reclaim stolen mat
POV: LunaFinding Liam could wait. The alarms sounding meant immediate crisis took precedence over relationship repairs. Meant survival demanded attention before love could be addressed. Meant portal was doing something that required everyone's focus regardless of personal drama or complicated emotions.I ran toward emergency signals. Toward chaos. Toward whatever threat was manifesting while we'd been distracted by bond complications and grandmother's wisdom and trying to navigate impossible relationships.The portal had widened. Dramatically. Not gradual expansion. Sudden growth. Threatening to merge otherworld with Silverwood completely. Threatening to eliminate barrier between realities. Threatening to transform academy into hybrid space where normal laws didn't apply and chaos ruled and everything we understood about reality became optional suggestion instead of fundamental truth.Through my Eclipse mark, I felt entity's alarm. Felt transformed essence recognizing unprecedented d
POV: LunaMy dorm room felt too empty. Too quiet. Too full of absence where Liam should be. Where his presence should fill space. Where mate bond should radiate warmth instead of cold distance created by his departure.I sat on my bed. Holding grandmother's letter. Unopened still despite Professor Cael giving it days ago. Despite knowing it contained wisdom. Despite understanding that guidance from someone who'd faced same impossible choices might be only thing preventing me from repeating fatal errors.But opening letter meant accepting advice. Meant acknowledging that grandmother had failed. Meant understanding that divine design had killed her despite love being genuine and bonds being blessed and everyone trying desperately to make impossible work.Through the mate bond with Caleb, I felt his awareness. Felt him giving me space. Felt him understanding that processing required solitude. That some truths needed privacy for receiving. That support sometimes meant absence instead of p
POV: LunaI woke to Liam's face above mine. His expression was devastated. Terrified. Understanding that losing me even briefly had triggered everything. All the jealousy. All the fear. All the certainty that loving me meant watching me risk myself repeatedly while he stood helplessly unable to prevent danger or protect adequately or be sufficient for keeping me safe."You're okay," he whispered. Voice breaking. "You're alive. You're conscious. You're here instead of wherever that pulse sent you. Thank the goddess. Thank divine design. Thank everything that brought you back instead of taking you permanently."Through the mate bond, I felt his vulnerability. His absolute terror. His awareness that brief unconsciousness had shown him exactly what losing me would feel like. Had demonstrated that sharing me with Caleb was infinitely better than losing me completely. Had proved that jealousy was manageable when alternative was unbearable."How long?" I asked."Thirty seconds. Maybe less. B
POV: LunaThe ward collapse happened in stages. Not instant catastrophe. Slow deterioration. Sections failing. Barriers weakening. Protection evaporating gradually while we scrambled to prevent total defensive collapse.But we weren't fighting alone anymore. The artifact fragments that had been carried to Silverwood's heart during previous chaos were active. Responding to ward failure. Using defensive weakness as opportunity. Manifesting energy that rogue wolves were harnessing. Creating exactly what we'd been trying to prevent.Enhanced rogues emerged from forest. Not dozens. Hundreds. All carrying artifact fragments. All channeling otherworld energy. All creating chaos designed to overwhelm defenses that were already compromised through ward destabilization."Defensive positions!" I shouted. "Same formations! We hold until wards are restored! We refuse to let ward failure become invasion success!"My pack mobilized immediately. Combat positions ingrained through too many battles. To
POV: LunaThe Council investigation happened three days after Vivian's forbidden spell. Three days of the princess recovering. Three days of Selene barely leaving her side. Three days of everyone understanding that formal magical duel had become criminal incident requiring official response.The Council chamber was packed. Every elder present. Witnesses called. Evidence documented. Everything formal and official and terrifying because Council investigations could end careers. Could destroy reputations. Could separate bonded pairs if investigation concluded relationship was dangerous or unstable or politically unwise.I sat in witness section with my pack. Both mates beside me despite knowing their presence created complications. Despite understanding that dual bonds would become subject of questioning. Despite recognizing that supporting the princess meant exposing ourselves to scrutiny we'd been avoiding.The head councilor called session to order. His expression was grave. Understan
POV: LunaThree days after the vision, I was still trying to make sense of everything.The goddess wanted balance. The dark figure wanted me to understand sacrifice. Miguel was stuck in the otherworld. And my mark kept getting stronger whether I wanted it to or not.I threw myself into training, pu
POV: LunaCole requests another private training session the day after we form the alliance with Kael."We have two days before the predicted attack," he says. "I want to push you. See what you're really capable of.""Kael told you about that?""No. I have my own intelligence sources. And they confi
POV: LunaThat night, despite exhaustion, I can't sleep.The dark magic residue makes rest impossible. My channels burning. My mark throbbing.So instead, I meditate. Trying to cleanse myself internally. Prepare for tomorrow.And I slip into the otherworld. Not intentionally. Just from exhaustion a
POV: LunaThe full moon rises three days later.Campus is tense. Everyone feeling the pull. The call to transform. To run. To hunt.The Moon Circle ceremony is mandatory. All students. All faculty. Under the moon together.But this month feels different. Dangerous. Like something is waiting to happe







