Aria stood by the river, clutching the glowing pendant. The forest whispered around her—leaves rustled, and the wind curled around her like a secret waiting to be told.
She waited. Midnight struck.
Then he appeared.
“Lucien,” she breathed.
“You came,” he said, stepping out of the shadows.
His eyes weren’t just glowing, they were burning. And tonight, they weren’t soft.
“It’s time you learned the truth.”
Lucien raised his hand, and the water rippled unnaturally. In its reflection, a memory played—her mother, crying out as flames engulfed their home. A baby—Aria—was being handed to someone. Then… darkness.
“Your parents were murdered, Aria. By someone inside Kael’s pack.”
Her blood ran cold.
“That’s not possible.”
“Oh, but it is. And you’ve been living among your enemies ever since.”
Lucien stepped closer, taking her hand.
“You were never meant to be their omega. You were born to rule.”
Her pendant pulsed in response.
“Come with me. Let me train you. Let me help you take back what’s yours.”
Aria looked into his eyes. The truth hurt. But it also ignited something in her.
“Okay,” she whispered. “I’m ready.”
Meanwhile: Kael
Kael was restless again. He kept dreaming of Aria, her scent, her pain. His wolf whined in regret.
“Why can’t I forget her?” he muttered.
“Because she was your fated mate,” his Beta, Theo, said quietly.
“I rejected her.”
“But you didn’t reject your bond.”
Kael said nothing.
And deep inside, his wolf growled one word:
Mine.