Bound to the Triplet Alphas Chapter 94: Blood Moon Rising

ARIA POV

A howl cut through the night, sending chills down my spine. I nearly dropped the map I was studying.

"They’re getting closer," I whispered, running to the window. The blood moon hung like a big red eye in the sky, watching our every move.

Scouts burst through the door, their clothes torn and bloody. "Luna Aria! The eastern line has been broken! Those... those things... they’re not stopping!"

I grabbed my silver knife. "How many?"

"At least fifty things, moving fast. Alpha Kael is holding them back, but they’re stronger than before."

Lucien appeared beside , his face grim. "Your children are safe in the bunker with Elder Malin. Jaxon is watching them personally."

Relief washed over , but only for a mont. Our whole pack—no, the entire werewolf world—still hung in the balance.

"Any word from the other packs?" I asked, strapping the knife to my thigh.

"Alpha Helena’s forces are fighting Elira’s northern squad. Heavy losses on both sides," Lucien reported. "The Desert Moon Pack is trying to destroy the lab beneath Silver Peak, but they’re outnumbered."

I pressed my hand against my stomach, still raw from giving birth just hours ago. My body was nding fast, but not fast enough. Not with war at our doorstep.

"We need more ti," I mumbled.

Lucien touched my shoulder, his eyes full of worry. "You should be resting."

"I’ll rest when Elira is stopped," I snapped, then lowered my voice. "I’m sorry. I’m just—"

"Scared? We all are." Lucien pulled into his arms. "But you just brought three miracles into this world. You need to protect your strength."

Outside, blasts lit up the night sky. The creatures were trying our defenses from every direction.

"Let see the triplets before we execute the final plan," I said, my voice breaking.

We hurried down to the underground bunker, passing werewolves preparing for war. Young ones sharpened claws while adults mixed healing potions. Fear hung in the air, thick as fog.

In the bunker, Jaxon stood guard, his usually playful face deadly serious. Elder Malin sat in a rocking chair, humming to my kids.

"They’re perfect," I whispered, kneeling beside their makeshift beds. My two sons slept peacefully, but my daughter—the smallest of the three—watched with eyes too knowing for a newborn.

"She hasn’t closed her eyes once," Jaxon said. "Fierce like her mother."

I touched her tiny cheek, and she grabbed my finger with surprising power.

"Can I have a mont alone with Lucien?" I asked.

Jaxon and Elder Malin nodded, stepping outside the safe room.

As soon as the door closed, I pulled Lucien close and kissed him desperately. "If this doesn’t work—"

"It will," he insisted.

"But if it doesn’t, promise you’ll get the children away. Start over sowhere far from here."

Lucien held my face in his hands. "We started this together. We’ll end it together."

I rested my face against his. "I never thought I’d be here. The ignored oga, now fighting to save everyone."

"You were never just an oga," Lucien said. "You were always ant for this. The Moon Goddess picked you because you’re strong enough to bear it."

A loud crash shook dust from the roof. Ti was running out.

"The ritual," I said. "It’s now or never."

Lucien looked unsure. "Elder Malin said it hasn’t been perford in a thousand years. The risk—"

"Is worth taking to save our children," I finished. "I need your blood for this."

Reluctantly, Lucien stretched his wrist. I cut a small line with my dagger, collecting his blood in an old wooden bowl Elder Malin had prepared. I added three drops of my own blood, then pricked each baby’s heel for a tiny drop from each of them.

"The blood of true mates and their offspring," I whispered. "Blessed by the Moon Goddess to protect the pack."

I brought the bowl outside, climbing to the highest point of our territory—a cliff overlooking both our lands and the sacred cave where Elira’s forces gathered. The wind whipped my hair as I raised the bowl toward the blood moon.

"Moon Goddess, hear !" I yelled. "I offer the blood of your chosen ones! Grant us protection in our darkest hour!"

For a mont, nothing happened. Then the blood in the bowl began to glow silver. It rose up in a spiral, defying gravity, forming shapes in the air like a live thing.

I gasped as the glowing blood split into three streams. One stream shot toward our area, forming a silver do over our pack lands. The second stream raced toward the holy cave, causing Elira’s creatures to shriek and back away. But the third stream did sothing unexpected—it returned to , sinking into my chest.

Power burst through my body. I fell to my knees, my vision dimming with silver light. Through this new sight, I could see everything—every werewolf, every critter, every heart beating for miles. And at the middle of it all, I saw Elira.

She was no longer just a monster. The tablet had turned her into sothing ancient and terrible. But I could see a weakness—a flash of humanity still fighting inside her.

When my eyesight cleared, Lucien was holding . "Aria? What happened?"

"I saw her," I whispered. "I saw how to defeat her."

Before I could explain, a ntal blast hit so hard I scread. Elira’s voice filled my mind.

"CLEVER TRICK, LITTLE OGA," her voice bood. "BUT NOT CLEVER ENOUGH. YOU’VE JUST SHOWN EXACTLY WHERE YOUR CHILDREN ARE."

Horror gripped as I realized my mistake. The ritual had made a connection between us.

"The bunker!" I gasped, struggling to my feet. "She knows!"

We raced back down the mountain, but halfway there, a huge explosion rocked the ground. The entrance to our pack house fell.

"No!" I scread, grabbing at the rubble.

Kael appeared, bleeding from a gash on his face. "We’ve got bigger problems! Look!"

I turned to see hundreds of creatures climbing over our borders, the protection shield flickering and failing. In the distance, Elira rose into the air, the tablet shining in her hands.

"THE DAWN APPROACHES," her voice echoed across the valley. "SURRENDER THE CHILDREN OR WATCH THE WORLD BURN."

A path suddenly cleared through the creatures, heading straight to Elira. She was asking to co to her.

Lucien grabbed my arm. "Don’t even think about it."

"I have to," I said, my voice calm despite my fear. "The ritual showed her weakness."

"Which is?"

I looked from Lucien to Kael, then to the sealed bunker where my babies and Jaxon were stuck. ". I’m the key to that tablet. My blood can control it."

"How do you know?" Kael demanded.

"Because she’s not just any oga," a voice said behind us. We turned to see Elder Malin erging from a secret passage, my daughter in her arms. "She’s the last daughter of the First Alpha. The tablet knows her blood."

"Where are my sons?" I asked hurriedly.

"Safe with Jaxon in the secret tunnel," Elder Malin told . "But your kid wouldn’t go. She kept crying until I brought her to you."

As if understanding, my tiny daughter reached for . When I took her, her tiny hand touched my cheek, and a vision flashed before my eyes—Elira standing over three empty cribs, screaming in rage.

"She’s showing the future," I whispered in awe. "A future where we win."

I kissed my daughter’s forehead and gave her back to Elder Malin. "Keep her safe. I know what I have to do now."

Before anyone could stop , I jumped off the cliff, shifting mid-air into my wolf form. I landed among the creatures, but instead of attacking , they parted, making a path just as I’d seen.

Behind , I heard Lucien and Kael calling my na. But ahead, Elira waited with the tablet, her unnatural form glowing with blue fire against the blood-red sky.

I shifted back to human form and walked toward her, unard except for the silver light now running through my veins. With each step, I felt stronger, more certain.

"I’m here, Elira," I called out. "Let’s finish this. Just you and ."

She smiled, showing fangs too large for her face. "Finally accepting your fate, Luna?"

"No," I replied, the silver light around getting brighter. "I’m embracing it."

As I reached the edge of the sacred cave, the ground started to shake. The blood moon pulsed, and the tablet in Elira’s hands glowed brighter.

"Too late, Aria," she hissed, her voice turning into sothing inhuman. "The transformation has begun."

Behind , werewolves began to scream as their bodies twisted against their will. In the distance, human towns lit up with chaos.

I had miscalculated. Dawn had co.

And the world was about to change forever.