Chapter 185 The Training Begins

Chapter 185 The Training Begins
Elena stayed with Margaret. Days turned into weeks. Weeks into months.

She learned about the supernatural world. About wolves. About Lunas. About everything Lita had known.

"Werewolves are real. Vampires are real. Witches are real. Everything is real." Elena sat in Margaret's study. Reading. Learning. Absorbing.

"And you were the greatest Luna. The strongest. The most legendary." Margaret showed her photos. Videos. Records. Everything.

Elena saw herself. But not herself. Lita fighting. Leading. Commanding. Powerful. Magnificent.

"I can't do that. I'm human. I'm weak. I'm nothing." Elena felt inadequate. Small. Impossible.

"Not yet. But you have the soul. The bloodline. The potential." Margaret was patient. Encouraging. "Your body is human now. But your soul remembers. Your spirit knows. Your destiny waits."

"How do I become that? How do I get powers? How do I become Luna?" Elena was desperate. Eager. Impatient.

"You don't. Not as human. You need to be turned. Bitten. Changed into werewolf." Margaret explained. Serious. Heavy.

"Then turn me. Bite me. Change me. I'm ready." Elena stood. Determined.

"No. Not yet. It's dangerous. Painful. Permanent. You need to be sure. Absolutely sure." Margaret refused. Protective.

"I am sure. I've been sure since I got here. I'm Lita. I'm Luna. I belong here." Elena was certain.

"Being sure in your mind is different from being sure in your body. The change is brutal. Some don't survive. Some go insane. Some lose themselves." Margaret was honest. Blunt.

"Then what do I do? Just stay human forever? Never fulfill my destiny?" Elena was frustrated.

"You train. You prepare. You build strength. Then when you're ready. Really ready. Body and soul. We change you." Margaret planned it. Strategic. Safe.

Elena agreed. Reluctantly. Started training.

Physical training first. Running. Lifting. Fighting. Building muscle. Building endurance.

"You're weak. Really weak. Lita was fifty five when she died but still stronger than you." Nina trained her. Harsh. Honest. Effective.

"Thanks. That's encouraging." Elena gasped. Exhausted after one mile run.

"Truth hurts. But motivates. Push harder. Be better." Nina didn't coddle. Didn't baby. Just pushed.

Elena trained six hours daily. Every day. No breaks. No excuses.

She got stronger. Slowly. Gradually. Visibly.

Mental training second. Meditation. Focus. Control. Preparing her mind for Luna power.

"Luna power is mental. Emotional. Spiritual. Not just physical." Margaret taught her. Patient. Wise.

"You command with your will. Your presence. Your soul. The body is just the vessel." Margaret explained.

Elena practiced. Focusing. Concentrating. Reaching for something inside. Something dormant. Something waiting.

Sometimes she felt it. A flicker. A spark. A hint of power.

"I felt something. Just for a second. Like lightning inside." Elena was excited. Hopeful.

"That's your Luna soul. Remembering. Reaching. Trying to wake up." Margaret was proud. "Keep practicing. Keep reaching. It'll grow."

Six months passed. Elena was stronger. Faster. More focused.

But still human. Still weak compared to werewolves. Still incomplete.

"I'm ready. Really ready. Turn me. Please." Elena asked again. Begging.

Margaret considered. Consulted with the pack doctor. With the Elders. With everyone.

"She's prepared as she can be. Strong enough. Focused enough. Determined enough. We can try." The pack doctor approved. Cautiously.

"But there's a problem. Turning someone with Luna soul. Someone who was Luna before. We don't know what will happen." The Elder warned. Concerned.

"It could amplify. Make her incredibly powerful immediately. Or it could conflict. Reject. Kill her." The doctor was honest. Scared.

"I'll take the risk. I need this. Need to be whole. Need to be Luna." Elena decided. Absolute.

Margaret agreed. Reluctantly. "Tomorrow night. Full moon. We do the turning. We change you. We hope you survive."

That night Elena couldn't sleep. Excited. Terrified. Ready.

She dreamed of Lita. Of her past self. Strong. Powerful. Complete.

"Tomorrow you become me again. Tomorrow we merge. Tomorrow we're whole." Lita spoke. Encouraging. Supporting.

"I'm scared. What if I die? What if it doesn't work?" Elena admitted.

"Then you die trying. That's better than living incomplete. Better than staying broken. Better than denying destiny." Lita was firm. Honest.

"You're right. I need this. I choose this. I accept this." Elena accepted.

The next day felt endless. Waiting. Preparing. Saying potential goodbyes.

She called her human parents. The ones who raised her. Loving people. Good people. Unaware.

"I'm staying in California. Found my place. My purpose. My home. I love you. Thank you for everything." Elena didn't explain. Couldn't explain.

"We love you too. Be safe. Be happy. Be you." They didn't understand. But supported. Because they loved her.

Evening came. Full moon rising. Time.

The pack gathered. Witness. Support. Hope.

Margaret would do the turning. Alpha bite. Luna bite. Powerful bite.

"This will hurt. A lot. For hours. Maybe days. You'll feel like dying. Like burning. Like breaking." Margaret warned. Final chance to back out.

"I'm ready. Do it. Change me. Make me whole." Elena knelt. Offering her shoulder. Offering her life. Offering everything.

Margaret shifted. Large silver wolf. Beautiful. Powerful. Alpha.

She approached Elena. Gentle. Careful. Loving.

Then bit. Deep. Hard. Changing bite.

Elena screamed. Pain exploded. Fire in her veins. Burning. Destroying. Rebuilding.

She collapsed. Convulsing. Changing. Dying and being reborn.

The pack watched. Praying. Hoping. Waiting.

Margaret shifted back. Human. Crying. "Please survive. Please work. Please become."

Hours passed. Elena convulsed. Screamed. Suffered.

Her body changed. Muscles grew. Bones strengthened. Eyes glowed silver.

Luna power awakened. Not slowly. Not gradually. Explosively.

Silver light burst from her. Massive. Overwhelming. More powerful than anyone expected.

"That's not normal. That's not regular turning. That's something else." The doctor was shocked. Amazed.

"That's Luna soul merging with werewolf body. That's Lita returning. That's destiny fulfilling." Margaret understood. Awed.

The light faded. Elena lay still. Quiet. Changed.

Was she alive? Was she transformed? Was she Luna?

They waited. Breathless. Hoping. Praying.

Then Elena moved. Sat up. Opened her eyes.

Silver eyes. Glowing. Powerful. Ancient and new at once.

"I'm here. I'm whole. I'm Luna." Elena spoke. But the voice was different. Layered. Elena and Lita merged. "I remember everything now. Both lives. Both souls. Both destinies. I'm complete."

She stood. Strong. Graceful. Powerful.

"I'm Elena. But I'm also Lita. I'm new. But I'm also ancient. I'm reborn. But I'm also returned." She looked at her hands. Silver light dancing across them. "And I'm more powerful than I ever was before. Death and rebirth made me stronger. Made me better. Made me ultimate."

Margaret stared. Amazed. Proud. Loving.

"Welcome back, Grandma. Welcome home, Luna. Welcome to your destiny." Margaret hugged her. Tight. Forever.

Elena hugged back. Strong. Certain. Complete.

"Now we find the others. Now we rebuild Luna Triad. Now we fulfill the prophecy. Again. Better. Forever." Elena was determined. Ready. Unstoppable.

The legend was returning. The cycle continuing. The story eternal.

Luna Triad. Rising. Again. Infinite.