Fated Mate to the Triplet Alpha-Chapter 34: Web of Deception

Chaos erupted through the pack as the ground continued to quake beneath their feet. Silver light pulsed from Elara’s body in waves, pushing everyone back. Only the triplets stayed standing, forming a protective circle around her. "We need to get her away from here," Kael yelled over the rumbling earth.

For once, both his brothers nodded in agreement. Marcus lunged forward again, his face twisted with rage. "She belongs to me!" Ronan snarled, shifting partly as his claws extended. "She belongs to no one!" The crowd scattered as cracks split the platform. Darian grabbed Elara’s arm. "This way!" They ran toward the pack house as guards chased after them. The ring around Elara’s neck burned against her skin, its silver glow matching the light in her eyes. "What’s happening to me?" Elara gasped, her voice echoing strangely. "Your true power," Darian explained, pulling her along.

"The power your parents died protecting." They burst through the back door of the pack house where Luna Evelyn waited. "Quickly," she pushed them inside, slamming the door behind them. "To the safe room." Kael turned to his mother. "You knew about this?" Evelyn’s eyes filled with tears. "I suspected. Your father made me swear never to speak of it." "The Silver Moon massacre," Tobias said, emerging from the shadows. "He killed them all for their power." Elara’s heart pounded as memories rushed back – flames, screams, her mother placing the pendant around her neck before hiding her in a hollow tree. "I remember," she whispered. The silver light faded slightly. "I remember everything." A crash came from outside. Marcus’s voice boomed through the walls. "Bring me the girl!" "The tunnel," Evelyn urged, pushing them toward a shelf. "It leads to the old hunting house. You’ll be safe there until sunset." Kael pulled the bookcase away, revealing a dark passage. "Mother, come with us." Evelyn shook her head. "I’ll hold them off. Go!" The triplets paused, but another crash decided for them. They entered the tunnel with Elara and Tobias, the entry sliding shut behind them. "This way," Darian whispered, leading them through the darkness. Elara’s pendant gave enough light to see. Her mind raced with questions, but life came first. The tube stretched for what felt like miles before finally sloping upward. "Almost there," Ronan said, pushing on a hatch above. They exited into a dusty cabin. Cobwebs hung from the rafters, and old furniture lay wrapped in sheets. Kael closed the trapdoor while Darian checked the windows. "We should be safe for now," Tobias said. Elara slumped against the wall, the silver light finally disappearing from her eyes. "What am I?" "You’re the last heir of the Silver Moon Pack," Tobias stated. "A pack known for its rare silver wolves – wolves with the power to break or forge mate bonds." Kael’s eyes widened.

"That’s why Father wanted you." "To control the mate bonds," Darian added. "To choose who mates with whom." "And strengthen his position," Ronan finished. Elara touched the pendant. "My parents?" Tobias’s face softened. "Your father was Alpha, your mother Luna. I was their Beta before the attack." "Why didn’t you tell me sooner?" Elara asked. "It wasn’t safe. Your power was bound until your eighteenth birthday," Tobias stated. "But Marcus must have sensed it awakening." A sound outside made them freeze. Darian looked through a crack in the boards. "Guards. They’re searching the area." "We need a plan," Kael said, taking charge. "Ronan, check the back. Darian, see if there are any guns." As the brothers moved, Elara noticed Tobias watching her closely. "There’s more you’re not telling me." He nodded slowly. "The forecast. It doesn’t just say you must choose freely. It says your choice will determine if the curse ends... or spreads." "What curse?" "The curse of friendship. The reason triplets are so rare among our kind. They’re bound to turn on each other unless..." The cabin door flew open before he could finish.

Everyone tensed, but it was Celeste who stumbled in, her clothes torn and face scratched. "Celeste?" Kael frowned. "How did you find us?" She fell, breathing hard. "Marcus... he’s gone mad. He killed my father for helping you escape. I barely got away." Elara paused, but moved to help her. "Are you hurt?" "Nothing serious," Celeste gasped. "But we need to move. He’s right behind me." "She’s right," Tobias said, looking out the window. "I see movement in the trees." Kael nodded. "There’s another house two miles east. More defensible." "I know a shortcut," Celeste offered. "Through the ravine." Elara felt uneasy but saw no better choice. They slipped out the back door, staying low as they moved through the underbrush. Celeste led the way, with Ronan and Kael flanking Elara while Darian and Tobias watched their backs. "Something feels wrong," Elara whispered to Ronan. He squeezed her hand. "I know, but we don’t have many options." The forest got denser as they followed Celeste. Elara noticed they weren’t going east at all, but north. "Celeste," she called. "This isn’t the way to the eastern cabin." Celeste turned, her worried face too perfect. "It’s a break. Trust me."

But Elara stopped going. The pendant grew warm against her skin. "No. You’re lying." Celeste’s face hardened. "Smart little omega, aren’t you? Or should I say, silver wolf?" Kael stepped forward. "Celeste, what have you done?" A wicked smile spread across her face as she raised her hand and whistled sharply. Suddenly, dark forms emerged from the trees – wolves with red eyes and ragged fur. "Rogues," Darian growled. "Not just rogues," Tobias said sadly. "Shadow Pack." The triplets moved in front of Elara, but they were trapped. A big wolf stepped forward, shifting into human form – a scarred man with hollow eyes. "Thank you, Celeste," he said in a gravelly voice. "Alpha Marcus was right about you." "Marcus?" Ronan snarled. "You’re working with our father?" Celeste laughed. "With him? No. I’m working for myself. He wants Elara’s power. I want you three dead." "You betrayed your own pack," Kael said in disbelief. "My pack?" Celeste’s eyes flashed with hatred. "The pack that was supposed to be mine until she arrived? I was born to be Luna!" "And you still might be," the scarred man said. "Once we have the silver wolf." Tobias pushed forward. "Vargo. I should have known you survived." The man named Vargo smiled, showing pointed teeth. "I’m not easy to kill, old friend." Elara’s mind raced. "You... you were there the night my pack was destroyed." "Smart girl," Vargo nodded. "I helped Marcus in return for half the territory.

A deal he never respected." "So now you want me," Elara realized. "To control mate bonds." "To build an army," Vargo corrected. "Imagine dogs who can mate with whoever I choose. Loyalty promised by biology itself." Ronan growled. "You’ll have to go through us first." "That’s the plan," Celeste smirked. The rogues closed in. Kael, Ronan, and Darian shifted into their wolf forms – powerful beasts with gleaming fur. Tobias did the same, his aging body changing into a battle-scarred wolf. Elara felt her own wolf stir within, but it was different now – stronger, wilder, silver power flowing through her veins. "Take the girl alive," Vargo demanded. "Kill the rest." The rogues struck from all sides. Elara tried to shift, but Celeste threw a handful of purple powder in her face. "Wolfsbane," Celeste hissed. "Can’t have you using those new powers." Elara choked as the powder burned her lungs. The world spun as she fell to her knees.

Through blurry vision, she saw the triplets fighting furiously, tearing through rogues but becoming overwhelmed by sheer numbers. "No!" she tried to scream, but her voice was barely a whisper. Strong arms grabbed her. Vargo’s voice came from above. "Let’s go, silver wolf. Your new pack awaits." As darkness closed in, Elara saw Kael fall beneath two huge rogues. Ronan howled in fury as a wolf’s teeth closed around his leg. Darian fought his way toward her, eyes locked on hers, before a rogue slammed into his side. The last thing she heard was Celeste’s winning laugh and Tobias’s desperate cry before the world went black. Her fate, the prophecy, the triplets – everything hung in the balance as Vargo carried her away from the only wolves who could save

her.