Fated Mate to the Triplet Alpha
Chapter 50: Powers Unleashed

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Powers Unleashed

The black marks crawling up Elara’s arms suddenly blazed with silver fire. Pain shot through her body like lightning, but something else came with it—power. Raw, ancient power that made her teeth ache and her vision blur. "Elara!" Kael reached for her, but she held up a hand to stop him. "Don’t touch me," she gasped. "Something’s happening." Lydia Ravenclaw laughed, a sound like broken glass. "Oh, little omega.

You have no idea what you’ve awakened." Her red-eyed dogs began closing in. "That mark isn’t just a link. It’s a key." "A key to what?" Darian urged, but Lydia ignored him. "Kill the triplets first," she ordered her pack. "The girl comes with me alive." Twenty wolves lunged forward at once. Time slowed. Elara felt every heartbeat of her mates, felt their fear and determination rushing through the bond. She felt their muscles coiling to fight, their claws extending, their wolves rising to guard her. But they were overwhelmed. They would die. "NO!" The word burst from her throat with such force that the ground shook. Every wolf in the clearing froze mid-leap, suspended in the air like they’d hit an invisible wall. Elara’s eyes blazed silver. The black marks on her arms spread faster, but now they glowed with the same light as her eyes. She could feel everything—the wind in the trees, the earth beneath her feet, the water in the nearby stream. All of it answered to her call. Protect them, she thought, and the earth obeyed. Stone spikes erupted from the ground, making a protective circle around the triplets and their family. The charging wolves crashed into the barrier and fell back, snarling. "Impossible," Lydia breathed. "You’re just an omega." "I was never an omega," Elara said, her voice carrying strange echoes. "That was just what they told me to keep me safe." She raised her hand, and wind whipped through the area like a hurricane. Three of Lydia’s wolves were picked up and thrown into the trees. "Elara," Ronan called out, awed and frightened. "How are you doing this?" She turned to look at him, and he stepped back. Her face was still hers, but something old looked out through her silver eyes. "I can hear them," she whispered. "All of them. Every wolf in the forest." And she could. Hundreds of voices suddenly filled her mind—pack wolves, rogues, even Lydia’s strange red-eyed army. Their thoughts, their fears, their beliefs. It was amazing. Help us, she called out mentally to every wolf within miles. Come now. "What are you doing?" Lydia growled, but her confidence was cracking. "Leveling the playing field." Howls exploded from every direction. Dozens of them. Pack wolves from nearby territories. Rogues who had been hiding in the woods. Even some of Lydia’s own followers, confused by the mental call they couldn’t resist. "Fight it!" Lydia screamed at her dogs. "She’s controlling your minds!" But Elara wasn’t controlling them. She was showing them the truth. Through the mental link, every wolf could see Lydia’s real plan—not just to claim territory, but to capture every pack under her rule. They could feel her corruption, the unnatural power that had turned her dogs’ eyes red. One by one, Lydia’s army started backing away from their leader. "Traitors!" Lydia’s form began to change. Her limbs stretched, her face twisted, and her eyes burned brighter.

She wasn’t just a wolf shifter—she was something else entirely. Something dark. "What are you?" Alpha Marcus asked. "I am what your ancestors feared," Lydia hissed, her voice no longer human. "I am the dark that hunts the light. And I will have what was given to me." She flung herself at Elara with impossible speed, claws extended and fangs dripping with black venom. Elara didn’t move. She didn’t need to. Water from the stream rose up like a living wall, freezing quickly into solid ice. Lydia slammed into it and bounced back, shocked. "The prophecy wasn’t about the triplets," Elara said, understanding rushing through her. "It was about me. I’m the one who was supposed to bring order." "You’re supposed to serve me!" Lydia shrieked. "I serve no one." Fire exploded from Elara’s hands, but not normal fire. Silver flames that burned cold instead of hot. They wrapped around Lydia like chains, and where they touched, the creature’s twisted form began to change back. "The corruption," Elder Morrison gasped. "She’s burning it away!" But the effort was draining Elara fast. She could feel her strength leaving her, could feel the link to the elements starting to fade. We’re here, came three voices through the bond. Use our strength. Kael, Ronan, and Darian stepped through the stone barrier, their hands reaching for her. The moment they touched her, power flooded back. Not just her power, but theirs too, increased by their bond. Together, they pressed forward. The silver fire grew brighter, stronger. Lydia screamed as the last of the corruption burned away, leaving behind a woman who looked old and broken. "Please," she whispered. "I didn’t want this. They made me—" Her words were cut short as she crumpled to dust, blown away by the wind. The clearing fell silent. Elara swayed on her feet, tired. The silver glow faded from her eyes, and the black marks on her arms dulled to silver scars. "Is it over?" Celeste asked softly.

"The immediate threat is," Elder Morrison said. "But this changes everything. Elara, your power—" "Will stay hidden," Alpha Marcus interrupted. "If other packs learn what she can do—" "They already know," came a new voice. Everyone spun around to see a man stepping out of the trees. He was tall, dignified, with silver hair and eyes that held ancient knowledge. "Who are you?" Kael ordered, moving protectively in front of Elara. "I am Council Elder Thorne. And I’ve been watching this pack for some time." His eyes fixed on Elara. "We’ve been waiting centuries for someone like you to emerge." "Someone like me?" "An Elemental Luna. The last one died three hundred years ago, and the wolf world has been out of balance ever since." He stepped closer. "The Council has a proposition for you." "What kind of proposition?" Darian asked suspiciously. Elder Thorne smiled, but his eyes stayed cold. "Join us freely, and we’ll protect your pack. Refuse..." He gestured, and dozens of Council guards appeared from the shadows, surrounding them completely. "And we’ll take you anyway." Elara felt the triplets tense beside her, felt their rage through the bond. But they were still weak from the battle, and the guards looked fresh and ready. "You have until dawn to decide," Elder Thorne said. "Choose wisely, young Luna. The fate of every wolf in North America depends on your answer." As he and his guards melted back into the bush, Elara sank to her knees. She’d thought defeating Lydia would end their problems. She’d been wrong. The real fight was just starting.

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