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They suppress unstable energy. Her heart pounded. “That’s impossible!” Not for someone who understands your kind. Her blood ran cold. You know what i am? Ronan’s eyes darkened with interest. I know more than anyone else alive. Silence fell. Heavy. Dangerous. “Then say it,” Aria challenged. Say what i am. Ronan leaned closer. His voice dropped. Low. Intimate. Terrifying. “You’re not just a hybrid,” he said. “You’re the last living conduit.”

I took a deep breath and nodded slowly. "Y Aria's eyes got wide. She took a small step back like the words hit her hard. "How?" she whispered. "How is that possible?" I sat down on the edge of my bed. My hands were shaking a little. I had never felt this nervous before. "It started with your novels," I said. "I found them online by accident. I recognized your writing style right away. The way you described feelings and emotions... it was you. I became one of your first readers. I left anonymous comments at first. I just wanted to support you."

_Aria's POV_ When I woke up the next morning, for a few seconds I forgot where I was. I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above me and blinked several times. The bed beneath me was soft and warm sunlight poured through the large windows. Then everything came rushing back; the rejection, running away and the rogues. A sigh escaped my lips. I slowly sat up and pulled the blanket tighter around myself. The room was quiet. No one was banging on my door. No one was yelling my name. No one was demanding that I do chores before breakfast.

I had been thirteen, sitting at the kitchen table while she braided my hair, when her hands went still and she was quiet for a moment in the way she got when she was choosing her words carefully. "Aria," she said. "Your blood is not ordinary." I laughed a little because I did not know what else to do with that. "What does that mean?" I asked. She did not laugh back. Her hands stayed still in my hair and her voice stayed low and careful. "It means you are going to be more than the people around you expect," she said. "More than they will be comfortable with. There will be people who try to make you smaller because your size frightens them."

"Vampire speed, werewolf strength, human intelligence, and artificial loyalty conditioning. The perfect predators, designed to hunt other predators." Zara felt Adrian and Marcus tense beside her, their wolf instincts recognizing the abomination these creatures represented. But her enhanced senses picked up something else—something that made her smile despite the desperate situation. "ARIA," she said aloud, "are you detecting what I'm detecting?" "Yes, Zara. The hybrid soldiers are equipped with neural control implants connected to a central command network." "And you know what we do with networked systems that threaten our pack." "Indeed." ARIA's voice carried digital satisfaction. "Beginnin

"Your parents were killed, yes, but not in any accident. They were hunted down and executed for the crime of creating you." "Creating me?" My voice came out as a whisper. "What am I?" Nana was quiet for a long moment, studying my face as if memorizing every detail. Finally, she spoke: "You're a hybrid, Aria. Part human, part werewolf, and part... something else. Something ancient. Something that was supposed to have been wiped out in the Great War." I sank into the chair, my legs no longer able to hold me. "That's impossible. Hybrids can't exist. Everyone knows that. The biology doesn't work. Werewolves and humans can mate, but they can't create... whatever you're saying I am."

The door opened before I touched it. Aria stood there. And all the oxygen in the world left my lungs. Her hair was loose, shining like burnished copper under the soft light. She wore simple clothes—fitted black jeans, a charcoal sweater, a long coat that brushed her thighs—but she looked like royalty trying not to be seen. And her eyes? Silver, yes. But brighter. Sharper. Waking. “Mate.” Phoenix whispered reverently. Aria stepped outside, her bag over one shoulder, her smile hesitant but warm. “You okay?”

Aria approached, feeling the air hum around her. “Wait,” Lena warned. “This might be a warded archive.” But Aria was already reaching out. The moment her fingers touched the cover, a pulse of energy erupted from the book, knocking the others back but leaving Aria standing. The book opened on its own. Pages flipped rapidly, guided by unseen hands, until they settled on a passage written in the Ancient Tongue. But Aria didn’t hesitate—she could read it. “From one soul was cast two. One in the womb, one in the void. One to rule by love, the other by fire. Should their paths ever cross, the world shall tremble and choose.”

I let out an enjoyable sigh as I found the letters in the book I was reading intriguing and exciting. Adjusting the pillow behind my head with one hand while I lay back flat on the bed I kept my eyes fixed on the book that's just above my face that was kept in place by my other hand. I don't want to miss a thing. I have been reading this book, more correctly a novel, since I returned from school this afternoon and it's already late in the night and I am still engrossed in it. The Hybrid's Daughter-Red Moon The Curse.