Mag-log inSera lets out a slow breath. “The bond formed the moment we met. We didn’t… pursue anything at first. Damon tried to avoid me for weeks.”
“Why?” I ask, my voice thin.
Damon looks away. “Because I was married to you.”
“And that mattered?” I whisper.
“It mattered to me,” Damon says. “More than you think.”
My throat tightens. “But not enough.”
He flinches.
Sera looks between us, uncomfortable. “This isn’t about choosing one woman over another. Fate is”
“I swear,” I interrupt, “if you say ‘fate’ one more time…”
She falls silent.
I breathe, steadying myself. “Why did the mark glow like that?”
Sera hesitates. “Because the child is awakening earlier than expected.”
I blink. “Awakening? What does that even mean?”
Damon runs a hand through his hair. “The child is not… ordinary.”
“Neither is the father,” Sera says softly.
Damon shoots her a warning look, but she continues.
“Your husband is an Alpha. A big one. His power runs deeper than anyone knows. And the mark responds to life inside me as it grows.”
I try to understand her words, but everything feels too heavy.
I whisper, “So you’re saying the child is already… sensing things?”
Damon nods. “Yes.”
“So it’s dangerous?” I ask.
Sera looks down at her stomach. “It can be.”
Damon steps closer to her protectively.
Something inside me twists again.
I say, “What did you mean by ‘a bloodline that should not exist’?”
Damon stiffens. “Aria…”
“No,” I say. “Tell me.”
He closes his eyes for a moment, then opens them slowly.
“My family’s line is complicated. There are… skills routed deep in our blood that only appear under rare situations. An Alpha child with a fated mate may show signs earlier than normal.”
I try to stay steady. “And that’s what happened to Sera?”
He nods.
Sera talks again. “But that’s not the only reason it glowed.”
Damon’s eyes snap to her. “Sera.”
“She has a right to know.”
My breath catches. “Know what?”
Sera looks at me with a face I can’t read. Sadness? Fear? Something else?
“The mark reacted because of you too,” she says.
My heart stops. “What?”
Damon steps forward. “Sera, don’t.”
“He cannot deny it,” she continues softly. “The glow pulsed again when he looked at you. You felt the heat in the air, didn’t you?”
I think back. My skin tingles at the thought.
I say, “But why would it react to me?”
Sera’s voice drops to a whisper. “Because you carry something in your blood too.”
My pulse spikes. “I’m not part of any pack. I’m not”
“You don’t know what you are,” Sera says softly. “And Damon never asked.”
Damon swallows hard, avoiding my eyes.
I feel my anger rise again. “You knew something about me and didn’t tell me?”
“I wasn’t sure,” he says. “I still don’t know. But the way the mark responded… it means something.”
“Something like what?” I demand.
Sera answers before he can.
“It means you are not as human as you think.”
My breath catches.
“What?”
Her voice softens. “You felt the glow inside your chest, didn’t you? That pull. That heat.”
I step back slowly. “No… that can’t be…”
Damon finally speaks, voice low. “Aria. Something is happening to all three of us. And it’s connected.”
My head spins.
Sera suddenly gasps, putting a hand to her stomach again. The faint glow starts to appear.
Damon moves quickly. “Sera? What now?”
“Something’s changing,” she whispers. “It’s getting stronger.”
The glow brightens.
I step back, fear and shock mixing inside me.
Damon swears and turns toward me. “Aria, you need to leave. Now.”
“No,” I say. “Not until you tell me”
The glow bursts wildly.
Sera cries out.
Damon grabs her.
And then…
The light dashes across the room
fast, bright, like lightning and hits the wall beside me.I scream and hide my face.
When the light fades, Damon looks at me in fear.
“Aria,” he breathes. “Did it touch you?”
I look down at my face.
At my wrist.
A weak, impossible glow flashes once.
Then again.
Sera gasps. “Oh no… Damon… look.”
Damon steps closer, eyes wide, breath frozen.
“Aria,” he says. “Your skin… it’s glowing.”
“No,” I choke out. “No, that isn’t”
The light flickers one more time.
Soft.
Bright. Real.Sera says, frightened, “This should not happen. She should not be responding to our bond.”
Damon’s voice shakes. “Aria… something in you is waking up.”
My entire body trembles.
“What is happening to me?” I whisper.
Neither of them answers.
Then
a sharp knock shakes the door.A deep voice calls from the other side.
“Alpha Damon. You need to come now. The Council requires it. The link flash was too strong. They felt everything.”
Damon’s face drains of color.
Sera clutches his sleeve. “Damon, they cannot know about the pregnancy yet.”
He looks between usSera glowing softly, me trembling with a new light pulsing under my skin.
Fear flashes across his eyes.
Real fear.
“We are out of time,” he says.
Another knock. Louder. “Alpha. Open the door. Now.”
Sera’s breathing turns choppy. “Damon, what do we do?”
He looks at me.
My wrist glows again.
Damon’s eyes darken.
“Aria,” he says, voice breaking, “don’t panic. Whatever you do… don’t let them see your mark.”
I stare at him, horrified. “Why? What will happen?”
The door handle shakes wildly.
Sera says, “Because if they see it, they will kill you.”
The door cracks open.
Someone begins to step inside.
And Damon shoves me behind him just as the glow on my skin flashes brighter
showing the truth I am not ready to face.
Why is the Council willing to kill Aria if they see her glowing mark and what truth about her bloodline is Damon hiding?
“The council is coming.”I said the words and felt the weight of every syllable. It wasn’t just a warning. It was a declaration. Everything we had fought for, everything we had barely survived—it was about to explode.Damon’s jaw tightened. He didn’t speak. He never did when danger approached, but his eyes—his eyes betrayed him. Fatigue. Anger. A fire threatening to consume him from the inside out.I stepped closer, my tone sharp, calculated.“They will not come empty-handed. The council has been waiting for centuries to take control of the Alpha bloodlines. They want your son, Aria. And through him, your power. They will choose who rules next. Whether you live or die may no longer matter to them.”Aria’s hands tightened around the baby, though he was calm. Too calm. It was unnatural for a newborn, but this one was different. His eyes glowed faintly, and I could feel his awareness stretching beyond his body.Lucian, standing behind Damon, shifted uneasily. “I know the leaders, Cassian
“The baby showed me the future again.”The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them.My arms tightened around my child. His small body felt warm against me, but his mind was loud. Too loud.Images moved inside my head like a storm.Flashes of fire. Wolves running. Blood on the ground.I shook my head as if that could push the visions away.Damon stepped closer at once.“What did you see?” he asked.His voice was steady, but I could hear the fear under it.I swallowed.“I saw the future again.”Silence filled the room.Cassian watched me carefully.Lucian’s eyes narrowed with concern.Damon spoke again, slower this time.“Tell me everything.”I looked down at the baby. His eyes were open. Bright. Watching me as if he understood every word.“He showed me packs burning,” I whispered.Damon stiffened.“Burning?”“Yes.”My voice trembled, but I forced the words out.“I saw wolves fighting wolves. Not enemies. Brothers. Allies. All turning against each other.”Cassian frowned.
Someone just tried to kill my child.The thought burned inside my head like fire.Not a rumor. Not a warning.A real attack.I felt my wolf rising under my skin, angry and restless. My fists clenched so tight my hands shook.“No one touches my child,” I said slowly. “No one.”Aria held the baby close to her chest. Her arms were tight. Too tight.The child was quiet now, but his small body trembled against her.“He feels it,” she whispered. “He feels the danger coming.”Lucian moved toward the door, his expression sharp.“Then we don’t wait for danger to arrive,” he said. “We prepare.”A distant shout echoed again.Another voice followed. Louder. Panicked.“Guards down!”The words made my blood run cold.Cassian stepped beside me.“They are already inside,” he said quietly.My voice turned hard.“Then they die inside my territory.”I moved toward the door.Lucian caught my arm before I could leave.“Think first.”“I am thinking,” I growled.“No,” he replied calmly. “You are reacting.”
“You never escaped the council, Lucian.”The words left my mouth before anyone else could speak.Lucian’s eyes met mine. Calm on the surface. But something deep inside them shifted.Damon stepped forward at once.“That is enough,” he said sharply. “You will not accuse my brother without proof.”I did not look away from Lucian.“I am not accusing him,” I replied quietly.Damon’s jaw tightened. “Then what are you doing?”“I am asking him to stop hiding.”The room fell silent.Lucian studied me for a long moment. His expression did not break, but his shoulders grew slightly heavier.“You believe the council still controls me,” he said slowly.“I believe the council never lets its servants go.”Damon looked confused and angry.“Servants?” he repeated. “Lucian was never anyone’s servant.”I finally turned toward Damon.“You know the council’s reputation. They did not rule with open power. They ruled with secrets.”Aria held the child closer.“Then explain it,” she said softly. “Explain wha
That child just accused me.I stared at the baby for a long moment.A newborn. A tiny creature who had barely opened his eyes to the world.And yet that child had just spoken my name as if I were the enemy.The silence around us felt heavy.Damon finally broke it.“This is madness,” he said firmly.His voice carried anger, but also loyalty. The kind of loyalty only a brother gives.“He is my brother,” Damon continued. “Lucian would never betray us.”I kept my eyes on the child in Aria’s arms.“He did not accuse me,” I said quietly. “The child repeated a voice he does not understand.”Aria looked at me carefully. Her arms tightened around the baby.“But he does understand,” she whispered. “His thoughts are clear inside my mind.”The baby shifted.Then he made a soft sound.Not a cry. Not pain.Fear.A deep, sharp fear that touched Aria first.She inhaled suddenly.“He’s afraid again.”Damon frowned.“Of what?”Aria’s eyes slowly lifted to me.And I felt something cold crawl into my che
If Cassian isn’t the enemy… then who is?The question would not leave my mind.If Cassian was not the enemy, then everything I believed for years was wrong. And if I was wrong… then someone much closer to us had been lying.I stared at Cassian for a long moment. He looked calm. Too calm.“You knew something,” I said slowly. “From the beginning.”Cassian did not answer right away. His eyes moved to the child in Aria’s arms.Then he said quietly, “I knew the prophecy was incomplete.”Aria tightened her hold on the baby. Her voice trembled, but her words were firm.“Incomplete?” she said. “You told us the prophecy said the child would bring war.”“It does,” Cassian replied. “But that is not the full truth.”My chest burned with anger.“Then say it,” I snapped. “Stop speaking in riddles.”Cassian finally looked at me. His eyes were sharp.“The prophecy does not say the child brings war,” he said slowly. “It says the child reveals the war that already exists.”Silence fell between us.Aria







