Chapter 92 no thinking
I paced my room, my hands clenching and unclenching as the burning sensation under my skin refused to fade. My wolf was restless, a low growl vibrating in my chest as I struggled to make sense of what I’d seen.
The vision wasn’t just some random nightmare. It meant something. And Lena… she knew.
"You were meant to see that, Elias."
Her words echoed in my head, refusing to be ignored. She had been calm, too calm. Almost like she had been expecting it.
A sharp knock on my door made me stop in my tracks. Even before I turned, I already knew who it was.
Lena.
She stepped inside, shutting the door behind her. The dim light cast long shadows across her face, but her expression was unreadable.
"You saw it, didn’t you?" she asked quietly.
I swallowed hard, my jaw tight. "I saw something."
Lena sighed, stepping closer. "I know this is confusing, but you have to trust me."
"Trust you?" My voice came out sharper than I intended. "I don’t even know what I saw. Or why I saw it. And you—" I exhaled, trying to keep my wolf from taking over. "You’re hiding something."
Her lips pressed into a thin line. "I don’t want to hide anything from you, Elias. But I don’t have all the answers either."
"Then what do you have?" I demanded.
She hesitated for a moment. Then, slowly, she lifted her hand, palm facing upward. A faint silver glow flickered to life, swirling around her fingers like living energy. It wasn’t the same as the fire I had felt inside me, but it was just as unnatural.
I took a step back, my heartbeat thundering in my ears.
"What are you?" My voice was barely a whisper.
Lena didn’t flinch. She didn’t look away. Instead, she held my gaze and said the one thing I wasn’t ready to hear.
"I think the real question is… what are we?"
A shiver ran down my spine. My wolf pushed against my skin, growling in warning, but I already knew the truth.
The air between us crackled with something I couldn’t name, something ancient and dangerous. My wolf wasn’t just restless anymore—he was on high alert, pacing inside me, sensing a shift I didn’t understand.
Lena watched me carefully, her silver-lit fingers curling into a fist before the glow faded. "You felt it, didn’t you?"
I forced myself to breathe. "Felt what?"
"The power," she said simply. "Yours. Mine. It’s waking up, Elias. And we don’t have much time before others start to notice."
My mind spun. I had barely wrapped my head around the vision, and now she was telling me that whatever this was—whatever we were—it wasn’t just about us.
"Who else?" I asked, my voice low.
Lena hesitated, and for the first time, I saw it. A flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. Fear.
"The Elders," she admitted. "If they find out what you are, they’ll come for you. For both of us."
My blood turned cold. The Elders were more than just the council that governed the packs. They were old, powerful, and ruthless when it came to protecting the balance of our world.
And if Lena was right, we had just become their next threat.
I clenched my fists, trying to steady the storm inside me. "Then tell me everything, Lena. No more half-truths. No more waiting."
She nodded, but there was something in her gaze that told me the truth wouldn’t be easy to hear.
"Alright," she said. "But once you know… there’s no going back."
I exhaled slowly, bracing myself. "Tell me."
Lena studied me for a long moment before she spoke. "We’re not just werewolves, Elias. We never were."
Her words sent a jolt through me. "That’s impossible."
"Is it?" She lifted her hand again, and this time, the silver light didn’t just flicker—it pulsed, sending ripples through the air. I felt it against my skin, like the energy was alive, searching, testing. My wolf recoiled from it, not in fear, but in recognition.
My hands clenched at my sides. "What the hell are we, then?"
Lena lowered her hand, the glow fading once more. "The Elders call us Eclipse-born—wolves touched by something greater than the Moon Goddess herself."
Eclipse-born. The word sent a shiver down my spine, like my body recognized it before my mind could catch up.
"It’s rare," Lena continued. "Most packs don’t even believe we exist. But the Elders? They do. And when they find one of us, they make sure we’re never seen again."
A heavy silence filled the space between us. I tried to process what she was saying, but my mind fought against it. I had been raised knowing exactly who and what I was—an Alpha heir, a werewolf like any other. But if Lena was telling the truth…
Then everything I thought I knew was a lie.
I ran a hand through my hair. "And my vision? That was because of this?"
She nodded. "Your powers are awakening, Elias. The visions, the fire inside you—it’s only the beginning. And the stronger you get, the harder it’ll be to hide from them."
Them. The Elders.
I gritted my teeth. "So what do we do?"
Lena hesitated before answering. "We run."
The word sent ice through my veins.
I had spent my entire life training to be an Alpha. To lead. To fight. Running had never been an option.
And yet, looking into Lena’s eyes, I knew she was right.
Because if we stayed, we wouldn’t survive.
My wolf snarled at the idea of running. Alphas don’t run.
But this wasn’t about pride. It was about survival.
I exhaled sharply, forcing my instincts into submission. "Where would we even go?"
Lena bit her lip. "There’s a place—far from the packs, far from the Elders' reach. I don’t know exactly where, but I’ve heard whispers of others like us."
"Others?" My pulse spiked. "You mean there are more Eclipse-born?"
She nodded. "Not many. But we’re not alone, Elias. We never were."
I turned away, staring at the moonlight filtering through my window. My whole life had been built around my pack, my duty. Leaving meant betraying everything I’d ever known.
But if I stayed, I wouldn’t have a life left to protect.
I clenched my fists. "When do we leave?"
Lena’s expression softened, relief flickering across her face. "Tomorrow night. It’s the only chance we’ll have before—"
A loud boom shook the house, cutting her off.
My instincts flared to life. My wolf surged forward, senses sharpening as I spun toward the door.
"What the hell was that?" I demanded.
Lena went pale. "They’re here."
The Elders.
I didn’t have time to think. My body moved on instinct, grabbing Lena’s wrist as we bolted for the window. The air outside was thick with tension, the scent of unfamiliar wolves filling my nose.
We were out of time.
I met Lena’s gaze, heart hammering. "Run."