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she whispered. Beverly smiled faintly. “You’ve always had my support, Mira. You know that.” Aria’s gaze shifted to her and she rolled her eyes. “Oh, I’m sure you did offer your support. You’ve got the most twisted mind, Beverly. I blame all those ridiculously twisted dark romance novels you read.” Beverly laughed lightly. “What? Those novels are the reason I still believe in happy endings!” “Happy endings?” Aria scoffed. “Those are fantasies that only exist in books.”

I was running out of time and I was beginning to grow frustrated. "When you are forced to pick between two evils, you pick NEITHER of them and choose a third option instead". Aria was so carefree the way she said it, as she hovered close to a bookshelf. "A third option, what do you mean?" I inquired. I could see Aria pull out a book from the shelf and place it gently on the table. It was very heavy, considering how little she was but she managed by herself. "What book is this?" "It is the codex of 'GAIASANIA AND GAIAMANIA' - a compilation of the Annual records of the 14 werewolf kingdoms". Aria disclosed to me, as she magically flicked the pages of the book.

Ariel I lead Mirabel to my special place, the huge stone around the river and sit on it while she remains standing but faces me. The beautiful woman doesn't want to get her white dress dirty. "I have looked everywhere for you, I could feel you close but I didn't realise you were the hybrid mated to the alpha who everyone is talking about," She says looking at me with tender eyes. I'm sure they say all the horrible things about me. Glad I haven't heard about any of them.

"He was of a line purely hated by ours. I never really understood what Athena saw in him, but now that I look in your eyes, I see the magic inside and I know what she saw." Luna Seraphine paused, her gaze piercing as she studied Arya's reaction. Then, she continued, her voice measured. "Arya, this might come as a shock to you, because there are only very few people like you in existence." She paused again, as if savoring the revelation. "You're a hybrid, Arya. Your father was a wizard." The room seemed to hold its breath, waiting for Arya's response to this bombshell. Luna Seraphine's words hung in the air, heavy with implications and secrets yet to be uncovered.

Each one felt like branded fire as they emerged, creating patterns that matched the chamber's ancient symbols. The chamber's magic pulsed, responding to our shared pain. Through our mate bond, I felt Aria's panic. Felt her racing toward us. “No,” I tried to say, but it was too late. Aria burst into the chamber, her hybrid power lighting up every ancient symbol on the walls. New prophecies appeared, writing themselves in light. Selene stumbled back, her eyes wide with realization. “The hybrid… she's not just a catalyst. She's—”

Like it had been waiting for her. Like it had chosen her. That’s what made my skin crawl. That’s what made my stomach twist. Because the only ones who could read that book— The only ones who could even touch it without their veins turning to fire— Were the ones who shouldn’t fucking exist. White Wolves. The strongest, yet rarest species of white wolves. But Aria was human. She was. She had to be. My thoughts were a fucking storm, but before I could spiral, my phone rang again.

They all wanted the perfect Alana, not me, the flawed, rebellious teen who was shunned by her own family. “Hey…” Rosie came in as I lay on the bed, aimlessly staring at the ceiling. “Hey,” I greeted without turning to look at her. “I’m sorry about earlier.” “Don’t be.” “You know it isn’t true, right?” “You know it is.” “Ari, I’m sure not all the men are same.” “I believed that when I met Brian.” A humorless chuckle bubbled in my throat. “We happened only because he accidentally met me instead of her. Then, when he met her…” I couldn’t continue. A sob erupted from the deep pit in my chest and shook my body.

“I hate stubborn girls but I will take it easy on you because you have no knowledge about how things work You were brought here because you have a mission, Aria.” I froze at the mention of my name. Was this a spy? A stalker? Someone who has been monitoring me for years? This was crazy. “How do you know my name?” “I know more than just your name,” he answered firmly. “I know what you are. You are a hybrid, yes, but more than that. You were born under a rare alignment of the moons, and that makes you... significant to us.”

I froze, "What do you mean?" Her eyes met mine, "I have seen this before, long ago,she carries blood that is not pure wolf,she is hybrid, something ancient stirs within her." My heart pounded, "Hybrid?" “Yes,” the physician whispered, brushing Aria’s hair back. “Wolf and something darker. Something that feeds, something that drains. It is rare… dangerous… but powerful. She has awakened.” I clenched my fists, torn between relief and dread. "She killed them,"I muttered, "I saw the bodies, Rogues drained, lifeless,No blade,No claw,Just... bite mark."

He was mid-shift, moving with precision, blocking a hybrid’s swipe before snapping its neck with a crack that made me flinch. I spun, claws extended, frost sparking from my fingertips. “Got it!” I roared, throwing shards of ice that cut into a rogue, freezing its legs mid-leap. It screamed, thrashing uselessly, until Zander ended it cleanly. I moved like a hurricane, my magic extending my reach, my claws slashing through anything that lunged. But then I heard it, a sharp, pained scream that didn’t belong to the hybrids. “Aria!” I shouted. She’d been fighting near the perimeter. I saw her stumble, red blooming across her side. One of the hybrids,smaller, faster, but with vicious claws,had sla