All Chapters of TORN BETWEEN MATES: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Aria’s POVThe shadow beast stands in front of me like a mountain made of smoke and fire. Its red eyes lock on me, and it lets out a roar so loud that the trees shake and birds fly from the sky. The ground trembles under its heavy feet. My heart pounds, but I don’t back down. I can’t. My daughter is waiting for me. Victor is waiting for me. And I won’t let fear stop me now.I take a step forward, and the mark on my arm burns brighter. Flames flicker around my fingers. The others stand behind me, ready to fight, but I raise a hand to stop them.“I’ll go first,” I say, my voice steady.Xander grabs my arm. “Aria, you can’t fight that thing alone.”“I won’t be alone,” I whisper. “The moon is with me.”Lena and Lucien nod, but the worry is clear on their faces.The beast roars again and charges forward. Its huge claws dig into the earth, and its shadowy body moves faster than I expected. I can’t wait. I run toward it, my body glowing with light. My feet leave the ground, and fire shoots f

Aria’s POV The heat still burns inside me. Not in a painful way, but in a powerful one. It feels like something old and hidden has finally woken up. I’m standing amid the training fields, surrounded by burnt earth, fractured stones, and horrified quiet. The flames are gone now, but the memory of them stays in every nook of my skin. Lena runs toward me, wide-eyed. “Aria! Are you okay? What was that?” “I… I don’t know,” I mumble, still breathing heavily. “I didn’t mean to do that. I just…he touched me, and something inside snapped.” She places a hand on my shoulder, gripping lightly. “You didn’t just snap, Aria. You exploded with power. That wasn’t normal werewolf strength. That was… something else.” Behind her, warriors are pulling themselves back to their feet, looking at me with fear and confusion. Even the enemy soldier who tried to hurt me lies unconscious, his armor charred. Xander appears from the shadows, his gaze riveted on me. His face is unreadable. “You unlocked it, di

Aria’s POV I sit up fast, gasping for air. My chest rises and falls like I’ve just run a marathon. Sweat drips down my back, and my fingers tremble. The dream still feels real. Too real. Selene, That name echoes in my head again and again. I don’t know where it came from, or why it feels like a part of me. But something inside tells me it matters. I look around the camp. Lena’s curled up beside the fire, fast asleep. Xander’s awake, leaning against a tree with his eyes half-closed but alert. He looks over at me. “Nightmare?” I nod slowly. “Sort of.” He walks over and sits beside me. “Want to talk about it?” I hesitate, then whisper, “I saw myself. But older. Different. She said her name was Selene. She said I’d already made a choice… one I don’t remember making.” Xander frowns. “Selene?” “That’s what she called herself. Called me.” “That name sounds… familiar,” he says slowly, eyes narrowing. “But I don’t know from where.” I can’t remember. I look down at my hands. “What if

Aria’s POV The ground trembles beneath my feet as the Blood Moon shines down. The red glow covers everything like a curse. The Temple of Echoes is no longer just a building…it's alive. Breathing. Waiting And the gate… it's opening. Shadows twist out from beneath the temple stairs, black and thick like smoke. They hiss and crawl, forming monstrous shapes…half-wolf, half-nightmare. Their eyes glow white. Their teeth drip with darkness. Victor stands at the top of the steps, watching me with a cruel smile on his lips. His voice cuts through the wind. “You feel it, don’t you, Aria? The pull. The power.” I shake my head. “No. I feel nothing like you. I’m not like you.” He tilts his head. “Aren’t you? You’re Selene reborn. You carry her magic, her memories. And deep down… you crave the power just like I do.” Xander snarls. He shifts into his wolf form again, his massive body glowing faintly with silver light. He growls and steps forward, ready to attack, But Victor doesn’t flinch. He

I don’t know how long I stay cold in place, staring at the girl who stepped out from the smoke. The moonlight flickers off her pale skin, casting shadows that make her look almost… otherworldly. Her silver eyes shine with something dark, something far more dangerous than I could’ve prepared for. She’s not human. She has the same mark on her forehead that Victor did—the symbol of the shadows. It glows faintly like it’s alive. And when she smiles, it’s not a smile of kindness. It’s a twisted, almost predatory smile that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Xander’s low growl snaps me out of my shock. He’s changed into his wolf form, his muscles tight with a warning. His fur bristles and I know that he’s ready to protect me at any cost. But I can’t shake the feeling that this new threat is more powerful than anything we’ve faced before. “Who are you?” I finally manage to ask, my voice shaky but defiant. I grip the hilt of the sword I’ve kept by my side for protectio