Fated Mate to the Triplet Alpha

Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Unity

The dark creatures emerged from the trees like living nightmares.

They had too many teeth, too many claws, and eyes that burned with ancient hate. "Guardians’ hunters," Darian whispered. "They’re here for Elara."

The pack members who had just been freed from Elara’s power took one look at the monsters and screamed. Some fainted. Others tried to run but tripped over their own feet. "Protect the civilians!" Kael ordered.

The triplets moved as one, making a defensive line between the creatures and their people. But they were overwhelmed twenty to one.

Above them, Elara’s silver form was trying to break free from the space between worlds. The twins’ light was guiding her home, but Vex was holding her back with chains of pure darkness.

"You belong to us now!" the Guardian growled. "I belong to my family," Elara shot back. She pulled harder, following her babies’ innocent power. But every time she got close to breaking through, Vex’s chains tightened.

Down below, the first hunter jumped at Kael. Its claws cut across his chest, leaving deep gouges that burned with unnatural cold.

"These things are poison!" he gasped. Ronan’s berserker rage exploded outward, but when his energy hit the hunters, they just took it and grew stronger. "They’re feeding on our power!" Darian realized.

A hunter pushed him to the ground. Its breath smelled like death and rot. Darian tried to use his shadows, but the thing ate them like candy. "We can’t fight them individually," he wheezed.

"Then we don’t," Kael said, a crazy idea forming in his mind. He grabbed his brothers’ hands just as three shooters lunged at them. Instead of fighting separately, the triplets let their powers move together.

Ice, rage, and shadows combined into something totally new. A barrier of crystallized rage surrounded them, freezing the hunters solid while burning them with contained berserker fire.

"It worked!" Ronan shouted. But their success was short-lived. More hunts poured from the forest. Hundreds of them, all headed straight for the pack house where the twins were hidden.

"They’re after the babies," Darian realized. "Why?" Kael asked. "Because the twins are the key to bringing Elara home. Remove them, and she’ll be stuck forever."

The hunters ignored all the other pack members, focused completely on reaching the nursery. Luna Evelyn stood in their way, her maternal instincts blazing like a silver flame. "Not one step closer!" she warned.

The lead hunter laughed, a sound like breaking glass. "One old dog against an army? Step aside, or be destroyed." "I am a Luna," Evelyn said proudly. "I don’t step aside."

She shifted into her wolf form, a beautiful silver creature with eyes like starlight. But even her increased Luna strength wasn’t enough against so many enemies.

The hunters overwhelmed her in seconds. She fell with a cry of pain, blood darkening her silver fur. "MOM!" the triplets screamed. Their combined rage shook the entire forest.

Trees broke. The ground split open. Even the hunters paused at the raw power pouring from the three brothers. But their anger alone wasn’t enough.

They needed something more. In the space between worlds, Elara felt her boys’ anguish. She saw Luna Evelyn fall, saw the hunters closing in on her sweet babies.

"Let me go!" she begged Vex. "Please, they’re just children!" "Children who threaten the natural order," Vex answered coldly.

"They must be eliminated." That’s when Elara finally understood. The Guardians weren’t trying to keep balance.

They were trying to avoid change. They wanted to keep the worlds separate forever, even if it meant destroying innocent lives.

"You’re not guardians," she said with increasing anger. "You’re tyrants." "We are necessary," Vex insisted. "No," Elara said strongly.

"You’re afraid." Her power flared, but instead of wild chaos, it was centered and controlled. She had learned something important from her children. Love was stronger than fear.

Connection was stronger than control. She reached out through the mate bond, not to take her brothers’ power, but to offer her own. "Kael," she whispered across dimensions. "Let me help."

Down in the bush, Kael felt his mate’s presence touch his mind. Her silver energy flowed into him, not overwhelming his ice skills but enhancing them. "Ronan," Elara called.

"Trust me." Ronan’s berserker rage finally had direction and purpose. Instead of mindless fury, it became protective strength led by love. "Darius," she said softly.

"We do this together." Darius felt his strategic mind expand to cover not just the current battle, but the flow of energy between worlds. He could see the right moment to strike.

"Now!" he shouted. The four of them—Elara from between worlds, her three mates from the mortal realm—combined their forces in perfect harmony.

Ice and silver light formed barriers that the hunters couldn’t break. Rage and love forged tools that could actually hurt the ancient creatures. Shadows and stars wove nets that trapped the monsters in place. "Impossible!" Vex screamed from the void. "Four cannot act as one!" "Watch us," Elara said with a smile.

Their unified power didn’t just beat the hunters. It began pulling Elara back to her world, using the mate bond as an anchor. Vex’s chains of darkness broke like glass.

The other Guardians who had been watching from the shadows fled in fear. "This isn’t over!" Vex warned as Elara slipped away from him. "We will return with everything we have!"

"Let them come," Elara answered confidently. "We’ll be ready." She appeared in the forest clearing, her physical form restored but glowing with residual silver light.

The moment her feet hit the ground, she ran to her fallen mother-in-law. "Evelyn!" she gasped, kneeling beside the hurt Luna.

"The babies," Evelyn whispered weakly. "Are they safe?" "They’re safe," Elara promised, her healing powers flowing into the older lady.

"You protected them." Luna Evelyn’s bruises began to close. Color returned to her pale cheeks. She sat up slowly, looking around at the beaten hunters. "How did you do it?" she asked.

"How did you control such power?" "I stopped trying to control it," Elara revealed. "I let it flow through the ties that matter most. Family. Love. Trust." The triplets circled her, their relief and joy overwhelming.

They had their mate back. Their mother was okay. Their pack was safe. But as they celebrated, none of them spotted the small, seemingly harmless creature watching from the treeline. It looked like a normal forest rabbit, but its eyes glowed with ancient wisdom.

The creature hopped away, carrying news of the fight back to its masters. The Guardians now knew exactly how powerful Elara and her mates could be when working together.

They would need a different method. Something more subtle. More personal.

In a realm far from Earth, in a council chamber carved from living darkness, beings older than civilization met to discuss the "Elara problem." "Direct confrontation failed," one allowed. "Then we use indirect methods," another proposed.

"What do you mean?" asked a third. The eldest Guardian smiled with lips that had never known warmth. "The girl’s power comes from her ties with others. So we break those ties.

Turn her friends against her. Make her enemies of those she loves most." "How?" "We have been watching her story unfold. We know her biggest weakness."

"Which is?" "She would give anything to protect her family. Even her own happiness." The Guardian gestured, and pictures appeared in the air. Elara with her children.

Elara holding her babies. Elara laughing with her pack. "We give her a choice," the elder continued. "Save her world, or save her family. She cannot have both."

"And if she chooses her family?" "Then her world burns, and she lives forever knowing she could have prevented it." "And if she chooses her world?"

"Then she loses everything that makes her strong, and we destroy her broken spirit at our leisure." The Guardians laughed, a sound like wind through graveyards. noveldrama

Back on Earth, Elara shivered suddenly, as if someone had walked over her grave. "What’s wrong?" Kael asked. "I don’t know," she said uncertainly. "I just have this feeling... like something terrible is coming."

"We defeated the hunters," Ronan pointed out. "We’re safe." "For now," Darian added, ever the planner. "But they’ll be back. And next time, they’ll be prepared for our united power."

"Then we’ll be prepared too," Elara said definitely. But even as she spoke, doubt crept into her heart. The Guardians were ancient and clever. They had means she couldn’t imagine.

And they had all the time in the world to plan their revenge. Somewhere in the pack lands, a new danger was already taking shape. Someone who looked like a friend but served evil masters.

Someone who would soon force Elara to make the most difficult choice of her life. The war for her soul was just starting.