LOGINAeliana's POV"I don't know," he admitted. "The Luminar had different specializations...some were warriors, others healers, still others scholars or bridge-walkers who could move between planes of existence. What your specific gifts will be depends on which branch of the Luminar you're descended from."I thought about the visions the entity had shown me, the ancestors stretching back through time. I'd seen warriors, yes, but also others. "It said I need to discover it myself," I said. "That it couldn't just tell me what I am.""Probably because even the entity doesn't fully know. Bloodline expressions are unique to the individual. Two people from the same lineage can manifest completely different abilities." Theron closed his notebook. "But we'll figure it out together. As your abilities emerge, we'll document them, understand them, and help you control them.""If the Seekers don't find me first.""Yes. There is that." His expression grew grave again. "Which is why we need to continu
Aeliana's POVThe pain intensified, and I felt myself breaking into pieces. My memories, my personality, and my sense of self...all of it breaking apart like glass shattering.And just when I thought I couldn't endure another second, when I was certain I would be lost completely, something happened.I could feel myself coming together, and I could feel my consciousness expanding, stretching out into spaces. The library grew larger, adding floors and wings and sections that reached into infinity.And in that vast space, there was room... room for me and for them. We are no longer two separate beings fighting for control, but we are integrating into one. Sitting in my mind are my wolf and the entity.The pain began to recede and was replaced by a sense of rightness, like broken pieces finally fitting together as though they had always meant to be."Good," they murmured, and I felt approval radiating from it. You are learning and growing. Images flooded my mind again, but this time I co
Aeliana's POV"Why me?" I demanded. "Why choose me specifically? What makes me capable of carrying this?"Its presence shifted, and I felt its amusement. You do not know? Truly?"Know what?"Your bloodline, child. You carry the blood of those who walked with gods, who stood between light and dark and chose to fight. It runs thin now, diluted by generations, but it is there. We recognized it the moment you were born. We had chosen you before you even took your first breath."My bloodline?" Confusion warred with shock. "I'm human. I was human until I met Caelan. I have no special bloodline or any magical ancestry..."You believed yourself human because you knew nothing else. But human blood does not call to divine fragments. Human souls do not resonate with ancient power like us. I feel its presence wrapped around me in a nonthreatening but encompassing way. You are descended from the Luminar, those who served as bridges between wolves and the divine. That blood is why we chose you. Tha
Aeliana's POVThe meditation area is smaller than I'd expected. Candles flickered at various points around the space, casting dancing shadows that made the symbols Theron had drawn on the floor seem to move."Sit in the center," Theron instructed, his voice taking on the authoritative tone of a teacher. "Cross your legs, put your hands on your knees, and keep the palms up. You need to be grounded and open."I did as he asked, settling into position. The floor was hard beneath me, but I forced myself to relax and breathe evenly despite the anxiety coiling in my stomach.Theron moved around the circle while lighting bundles of herbs that released sharp, pungent smoke. "This is sage and myrrh mixed with shadowroot. It helps thin the veil between conscious and unconscious, making it easier to reach the deep places where the entity resides.""Will it hurt?" I asked."The herbs? No. The process?" He paused. "Possibly. Mental expansion isn't comfortable. You're essentially forcing your consc
Aeliana's POVI could feel my wolf surface, ready to claim her mate just as he claimed her. Even after riding out her release, she still feels hot and bothered; my pussy still greedily sucks and clamps onto his length. I held onto his shoulder as my finger ran widely on his chest; I placed my mouth on his nipple and bit down on it.I could feel him get instantly hard even inside me, stretching me and filling me. I began to move, but I wasn’t satisfied, so I pushed him, and his length sprang out of me, causing the mixture of our release to leak from me. I pushed him toward his sofa and then straddled him, holding up his length. I sat down on him till I felt his hilt.Raising my hips up and down, I begin to ride him. I can feel my need flushing down my spine. He carried me up and laid me on my stomach on his
Caelan's POVThe preparations for Aeliana's first training session with Theron were well underway. Jolene is gathering the supplies, the specific herbs, crystals, and other materials Theron had requested. David is clearing and securing one of the meditation rooms in the east wing. Theron himself is in the library, maybe reviewing texts and preparing his approach.Which left me in my office, trying to focus on the pack business and failing miserably.Every time I looked at the documents spread across my desk, all I could see was that list. Twenty-three names in our archives. Fifty total in recorded history, with only three survivors.Three out of fifty.The numbers haunted me. No matter how many times I tried to push them away







