Episode 3:The Secret Bloodline
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"You are not an Omega."
The words echoed in Zara's mind.
For several seconds, nobody moved.
Nobody spoke.
The glowing pendant in Valeria Nightshade's hand pulsed with silver light while Zara stared at it in disbelief.
"What are you talking about?" Zara finally asked.
Valeria's expression remained calm.
"Everything you know about yourself is a lie."
Her father stepped forward immediately.
"That is enough."
His voice was sharp.
Warning.
Protective.
Valeria looked at him.
"You cannot hide the truth forever."
"I have hidden it for twenty-two years."
"Yes," Valeria replied quietly. "And now destiny has found her."
Zara looked between them.
Confusion twisted inside her.
"What truth?"
Her father closed his eyes.
Pain flashed across his face.
For the first time in his life, he looked afraid.
Not worried.
Not concerned.
Afraid.
And that terrified her.
"Dad?"
He slowly sat down.
The years suddenly seemed heavier on his shoulders.
"There are things I never wanted you to know."
The pendant continued glowing.
Its light reflected in Zara's eyes.
Valeria stepped closer.
"The blood running through your veins is ancient."
Zara laughed nervously.
"This is ridiculous."
"No," Valeria said. "What is ridiculous is that you survived this long without awakening."
The wind suddenly picked up.
Leaves swirled around the yard.
The silver pendant grew brighter.
Then something impossible happened.
The necklace floated.
Not high.
Only a few inches.
But it floated.
Zara stumbled backward.
"What is happening?"
Valeria smiled.
"Your power recognizes its origin."
Power.
The word made Zara's stomach tighten.
"Wolves do not have powers."
"Normal wolves do not."
Silence fell.
Valeria raised the pendant.
"This belonged to your mother."
Zara froze.
"My mother?"
She barely remembered her.
Her mother had died when she was very young.
Every memory felt distant.
A smile.
A lullaby.
Warm hands brushing her hair.
Nothing more.
Valeria nodded.
"Your real mother."
The world stopped.
"What?"
Her father lowered his head.
The answer on his face was enough.
Zara's heart dropped.
"No."
"Zara..." he whispered.
"No."
Tears filled her eyes.
"You are my father."
"I raised you."
"Then tell her she is lying."
The pain in his expression said everything.
And Zara's world shattered for the second time in less than a month.
Valeria spoke softly.
"You were adopted."
The words struck harder than any blade.
Adopted.
Everything she believed about herself seemed to crumble.
Every foundation.
Every certainty.
Gone.
Her breathing became uneven.
"This cannot be real."
"It is."
"Who was she?"
Valeria looked toward the sky.
"Your mother was Aurora Nightshade."
The name meant nothing to Zara.
But her father inhaled sharply.
And Valeria's eyes filled with respect.
"She was the last heir of the Nightshade Bloodline."
The air itself seemed to grow heavier.
"The strongest bloodline the werewolf realm has ever known."
Zara stared.
No.
Impossible.
If that were true, why had she spent her entire life being treated like an insignificant Omega?
Why had nobody noticed?
Valeria answered before she could ask.
"Because someone sealed your power."
The yard became silent.
Every bird.
Every insect.
Everything seemed to stop.
"Why?"
Valeria's expression darkened.
"To keep you alive."
A cold chill ran down Zara's spine.
Alive from what?
Or from whom?
Before she could ask, the pendant suddenly burst with brilliant silver light.
Energy exploded outward.
The ground trembled.
Trees shook violently.
Zara gasped.
A burning sensation spread through her body.
Her eyes flashed silver.
Pain shot through every nerve.
She screamed.
The force knocked everyone backward.
Then silence.
Complete silence.
Zara fell to her knees.
Her breathing was ragged.
Something felt different.
Stronger.
Alive.
For the first time in her life, she could feel energy flowing beneath her skin.
Valeria slowly stood.
Shock filled her face.
Even she had not expected this.
"Incredible."
"What happened to me?" Zara whispered.
Valeria stared at her glowing silver eyes.
"The seal has begun to break."
A smile appeared on her lips.
Not a friendly smile.
A victorious one.
"The forgotten Luna is waking up."
Far away.
Inside Black Moon Manor.
Alpha Caden suddenly sat upright in his office.
His wolf growled.
A strange energy had just rippled through the werewolf realm.
Powerful.
Ancient.
Dangerous.
His eyes narrowed.
For some reason, only one person came to mind.
Zara.
And for the first time since she left, fear settled deep inside his chest.
Because somewhere in his heart, he knew.
The girl who walked away from him was not the same girl who would return.
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