Bound to the Triplet Alphas-Chapter 89 - 91: The Enemy’s Plan

ARIA POV

I slammed my fist on the table. "Tell me who sent you!"

The thing across from me snarled, its black eyes gleaming with hate. It looked almost human, except for the sharp teeth and black veins running across its face. We had caught it sneaking around our area last night, trying to get inside our nursery.

"You think you’re safe?" it hissed. "You’ve only delayed the inevitable."

Kael stood beside me, his hand on my shoulder. "Don’t waste your time, Aria. This thing won’t talk." freēnovelkiss.com

"It will," I said firmly. "It has to."

Three days had passed since we saved Jaxon from the First Enemy. Three days of preparing for war against an enemy we barely understood. The Shadow Division’s creatures were out there, waiting, planning. And we needed answers.

I put my hands on my belly, feeling the triplets kick. They were safe for now, but for how long?

"You want my babies," I said to the creature. "Why?"

Something flashed in those black eyes—surprise, maybe. It hadn’t expected me to know its goal.

"Special blood," it finally said, its voice raspy. "Moon-blessed. The right vessels."

Cold fear washed over me. "Vessels for what?"

The creature’s mouth curled into what might have been a smile. "For us. For more like us."

Jaxon pushed away from the wall where he’d been leaning. "It’s lies. It’s trying to scare you."

But I could feel the truth quivering through our bond. The creature wasn’t kidding. And that scared me more than anything.

"Who created you?" I asked. "The Shadow Division, yes, but who else? Who’s helping them?"

The thing laughed—a horrible sound, like nails on glass. "Your own kind failed you. The old packs. The traditionalists. They think we’re the answer to their problems."

Lucien, who had been quietly watching from the corner, stepped forward. "What problems?"

"Humans," the thing spat. "Humans getting too close. Finding out your secrets. The old packs want power back. They’re scared."

This was worse than I’d imagined. Not just the Shadow Division—a human organization—but werewolf packs working with them. Betraying their own kind.

"Which packs?" Kael ordered, his eyes flashing red with anger.

The thing just smiled.

I tried a different method. "You’re part wolf spirit, aren’t you? Like the one inside Jaxon was. I could feel it. I could free it."

Fear flashed across the creature’s face. "You can’t free us all."

"Watch me," I said, reaching toward it with my hands shining silver.

"Wait!" it shrieked, backing away as far as its chains would allow. "I’ll tell you! The Silver Moon Pack. The Blood Fangs. The Mountain Lords. They’re all part of it. They call themselves the Pure Blood Alliance."

I gasped. These were some of the largest, most powerful packs in the world. Packs that had claimed to guard werewolf kind for centuries.

"What’s their plan?" Lucien asked quietly.

The creature’s eyes darted between us, calculating. "Global exposure. Then control."

"What does that mean?" I pressed.

"The people have a new test. Blood test. Can spot werewolf DNA. The Pure Blood Alliance helped make it."

My blood ran cold. A test that could spot werewolves? That would change everything. For ages, we’d lived in secret, hiding among humans. If they could identify us so quickly...

"But why?" Jaxon asked. "Why would werewolf packs help expose our kind?"

"Because they’ll control what happens next," the thing said. "They’ve made a deal. The human radicals get their weapons—us. And the traditionalist packs get to pick which werewolves live and which die. Only the ’pure’ will live."

I felt sick. This wasn’t just about my kids or our pack anymore. This was about genocide—werewolf against werewolf, with people caught in the middle.

"When?" Kael demanded. "When does this start?"

The creature smiled again, showing those too-sharp teeth. "It already has. The tests are being shipped to hospitals worldwide as we speak. Once they start using them..."

"How long do we have?" I asked.

"Days. Maybe a week."

I traded horrified looks with the triplets. A week wasn’t enough time to tell everyone, to stop this from happening.

"There’s more," the creature added, seemingly enjoying our pain. "The first targets are the mixed packs like yours. The ones with ’impure’ guidance." It looked straight at me. "Omegas playing at being Lunas. Disgraced Alphas who mate beneath their rank."

Anger burned away my fear. This wasn’t just politics. This was hatred—old beliefs turned deadly.

"Where’s the main lab?" I asked. "Where are they making more like you?"

The creature paused.

"Tell me!" I urged, letting my power flow. Silver light filled the room, making the thing shrink back.

"Three locations," it finally said. "One in the northern mountains. One beneath the old Silver Moon area. And the biggest one... under this very forest."

"What?" Jaxon exclaimed. "That’s impossible. We would have found it."

"Not if it was built before your pack claimed this territory," the creature said. "Not if it was hidden by magic and technology even werewolves can’t detect."

I thought back to my dreams, to the lab I’d seen with tanks full of these monsters. Could it really be right beneath us?

"Where exactly?" I asked.

The creature grinned. "Beneath the holy cave. Where your precious Moon Goddess is supposed to speak to you. Ironic, isn’t it?"

My heart sank. The sacred cave was our holiest place—where I’d first felt my link to the Moon Goddess. The thought of that place hiding such evil was almost too much to bear.

"We need to go there," I said to the boys. "Now. See if it’s telling the truth."

"You won’t make it in time," the creature threatened. "They’re advancing the plan. Because of you. Because of what you did to save him." It nodded toward Jaxon.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Your little cleaning trick sent a signal. Showed them you’re stronger than they thought. So they’re freeing us all. Tonight. Under the blood moon."

I glanced at Lucien. "Blood moon?"

"Lunar eclipse," he explained sadly. "It starts in six hours."

The thing laughed again. "By midnight, your pack will be overrun. By morning, the world will know werewolves exist. And by next week..." It looked at my belly. "Those babies will never be born."

Something snapped inside me. Without thinking, I lunged across the table, grabbing the creature’s face between my hands. Silver light poured from my hands, burning away the darkness like I’d done with the spirit inside Jaxon.

The creature screamed—a sound of pure pain that shook the walls. I felt the triplets’ power flowing through our bond, strengthening me, as I forced the corruption away from the wolf spirit stuck inside.

When I finally pulled back, gasping for breath, a normal-looking man sat where the thing had been. His eyes were brown now, human, filled with confusion and fear.

"What... happened to me?" he whispered.

"You were used," I told him softly. "But you’re free now."

He looked down at his hands in wonder, then back at me. "They have my pack," he said quickly. "My family. They’re being kept as prisoners to make more like... what I was."

"Where?" Kael demanded.

"In the lab. Under the holy cave. There are others too—hundreds of wolves taken from different packs. They’re using our DNA, our wolf souls."

I turned to the triplets, resolution hardening inside me. "We need to get to that lab now."

"It’s a trap," Jaxon warned. "They’re expecting us."

"I don’t care," I said. "We can’t wait. Not if they’re holding innocent dogs captive."

As we prepared to leave, the man called after us. "There’s something else you should know," he said, his voice shaking. "The leader of the Pure Blood Alliance... she’s someone you know."

"Who?" I asked, though something in my gut already knew the answer.

"Elira," he said. "The Beta’s daughter who was removed from your pack. She’s the one who started all of this."

The words hit me like a physical blow. Elira—my childhood enemy, the girl who had hated me for taking what she thought was rightfully hers. She had always been driven, but this?

As we hurried out, I felt a sharp pain in my belly. Different from before. Not an attack—something else. I gasped, stumbling to a halt.

"Aria?" Lucien was at my side instantly. "What’s wrong?"

I looked down as water soaked through my pants, pooling on the floor beneath me.

"The babies," I whispered, wide-eyed with fear. "They’re coming. Now."