Fated Mate to the Triplet Alpha
Chapter 129: The Guardian’s Secret

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: The Guardian’s Secret

The starlight figure stepped forward, and everyone gasped.

It was Luna Evelyn Blackwood. But not the Luna Evelyn they knew. This version glowed with old power.

Her eyes held the wisdom of ages. Her presence made the air itself hum with magic. "Mother?" Kael whispered, barely living after his resurrection.

"Not just your mother," Evelyn answered softly. "I’m much more than that." She waved her hand, and the disappearing children became solid again.

Their strength returned, their glow brightened. "How?" Dr. Cross stammered.

"They were dying!" "They weren’t dying," Evelyn amended.

"They were coming home to me." She knelt beside the nine babies, gathering them in her arms like they weighed nothing.

"My precious ones. You’ve been so brave, so strong. But this isn’t your fight anymore."

"We don’t understand," baby Wisdom said, confusion clear in her tiny voice.

"You will," Evelyn promised. "But first, everyone needs to know the truth." She stood, facing the shocked crowd.

"Elara, come here." Elara approached carefully, still clutching baby Kira and Kai.

"You’ve wondered your whole life why you felt different," Evelyn said gently. "Why you were stronger than other omegas. Why your children are so powerful."

"I thought it was the mate bond," Elara answered weakly.

"That’s part of it. But not all." Evelyn touched Elara’s face. Suddenly, memories flooded Elara’s mind. Not her memories - someone else’s.

A young woman with Elara’s face, running through a burning forest. Soldiers chasing her.

A baby crying in her arms. "My grandmother," Elara gasped. "She looked just like me."

"Because she was you," Evelyn admitted. "In your past life." The crowd mumbled in shock.

Reincarnation wasn’t common among werewolves. "That’s impossible," Alpha Marcus argued. "Is it?" Evelyn asked.

"Your son mated to three different men at once. Your grandkids were born speaking. Gods knelt in your living room.

What part of this seems normal to you?" She turned back to Elara.

"You’ve lived seven lives, my dear. Each time, you’ve been hunted. Each time, you’ve died saving your children." "Seven times?" Elara’s voice shook.

"The first time, you were a Celtic goddess. Powerful druids tried to steal your power."

More memories flashed. Elara in ancient robes, fighting off men who wanted to offer her babies to dark gods.

"The second time, you were a Viking shield-maiden. Christian crusaders burned your village."

Another flash. Elara with braided hair and battle scars, protecting a longhouse full of children.

"Each lifetime, the same plan. You’re born with amazing power. You have children who receive that power.

And someone always tries to destroy you both." "Why?" Ronan asked, trying to sit up despite his recent death.

"Because your family line is the key to something magnificent," Evelyn stated. "And something terrible."

She pointed to the nine children in her arms. "These kids aren’t just powerful.

They’re the living bridge between human and divine." "What does that mean?" Darian demanded.

"It means they can either unite all supernatural beings in peace, or they can end the supernatural world forever." Dr. Cross leaned forward eagerly.

"See? They’re weapons of mass destruction!" "No," Evelyn said firmly.

"They’re choices. Living, breathing choices that the world must make." She looked around the room at the frightened faces.

"And unfortunately, most of you have already chosen fear." "We’re protecting ourselves!" Beta Williams protested.

"From babies who just died to save your lives?" Evelyn asked coldly.

The pack members looked ashamed, but their fear stayed stronger than their guilt. "You still don’t understand," Evelyn continued.

"Let me show you what Elara’s bloodline really means."

She snapped her fingers. Suddenly, everyone could see the real history of the Blackwood Pack.

Images filled the air like a movie playing around them. Twenty years ago. A younger Evelyn meeting a strange woman in the forest.

The woman looked exactly like Elara. "That’s my mother," Elara breathed. "Your mother was dying," Evelyn recounted.

"Hunted by the same forces that killed her in six earlier lifetimes. She begged me to protect her future daughter."

The pictures showed Evelyn taking a crying baby from the dying woman’s arms. "I used my power to hide your true nature. Made you seem like a simple omega.

Placed you with a family that would raise you safely." "You’ve been watching me my whole life?" Elara asked.

"Every moment. Every movement. I’ve saved you from dozens of assassination attempts.

Diverted attention when your power flared. Made sure you survived long enough to complete your destiny."

The images showed shadowy figures trying to attack a young Elara, only to be strangely stopped by invisible forces.

"The car accident when you were twelve? The driver was trying to kidnap you. I made sure he crashed."

"The food sickness at your sixteenth birthday? Someone put wolfsbane in your cake. I neutralized it just in time."

"The night you met my sons? That wasn’t chance. I led you to them because they were the only ones strong enough to protect you." Kael stared at his mother in shock.

"You manipulated our mate bond?" "I enhanced what was already there," Evelyn amended.

"The link was real. But I made sure it happened when and where it would be safer."

"Safest for who?" Celeste ordered, her voice still rough from her transformation. "For everyone," Evelyn answered.

"Because if Elara had died before having these children, the supernatural world would have ended." "Ended how?" Selene asked nervously.

"The Void you just fought? It’s not the real threat. It’s just a scout for something much worse."

The air grew cold. Everyone looked around nervously.

"There’s an old enemy coming. Something that devours entire realities.

It’s been hunting Elara’s family across multiple lifetimes because her children are the only weapons that can stop it."

"What enemy?" Alpha Marcus asked. Before Evelyn could answer, the ground began to shake again.

But this wasn’t the Void returning. This was something infinitely worse.

The sky turned black. Stars began missing one by one, eaten by spreading darkness. "It’s here," Evelyn whispered in horror.

"It found us." A voice spoke from everywhere and nowhere at once.

It was the sound of galaxies dying, of hope being eaten. "Found you at last, little Guardian," it said.

"Did you think you could hide the Catalyst’s children from me forever?"

"What’s the Catalyst?" Dr. Cross asked. "Elara," Evelyn answered grimly.

"She’s the Catalyst. Her children are the Keys. And that thing up there is the Devourer of Worlds." The darkness pressed closer.

Where it touched, everything simply stopped to exist. "I offer you a bargain, mortals," the Devourer said.

"Give me the Catalyst and her offspring willingly, and I will make your deaths quick."

"And if we refuse?" Ronan challenged, despite barely being able to stand.

"Then I will eat your reality slowly. Starting with your memories, then your feelings, then your very souls. You will exist in agony for eternity as I digest your world."

The pack looked at each other in fear. Some started stepping away from Elara and her children.

"Don’t listen to it," Evelyn warned. "The Devourer lies. It will destroy everything regardless."

"But maybe some of us could survive," Mrs. Henderson said hopefully.

"No," baby Truth spoke for the first time since being born. Her voice carried absolute confidence. "It devours all. Always."

"Then what do we do?" Tom asked desperately. Evelyn looked at her family - her sons, their mate, the precious children she’d spent decades protecting.

"We do what the bloodline has always done," she said softly. "We fight."

"Against that?" Celeste pointed at the coming darkness. "We’ll be slaughtered!"

"Maybe," Evelyn agreed. "But there is one chance." She turned to the nine children floating in her arms.

"The final choice I told you about? It’s time to make it."

"What choice?" baby Love asked. "You can save this world by sacrificing your power forever. Become normal children with normal lives."

"Or?" baby Courage asked.

"Or you can accept your true nature. Become the gods you were meant to be. But in doing so, you’ll lose your humanity forever."

The children looked at their parents, then at the scared pack, then at the darkness consuming the sky.

"How long do we have to decide?" baby Wisdom asked.

"About thirty seconds," Evelyn responded as the Devourer’s darkness reached the edge of their property. "Choose quickly, little ones," the Devourer laughed.

"God or man. Save the world or save yourselves. But know that either choice will destroy the family you love."

The nine children looked at each other, then at their parents one last time. "We choose," they said in agreement.

But before they could reveal their choice, the darkness swallowed them all.