Mated to the Alpha and His Beta (Lanie Stanton) novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382 

Lanie 

I read the words aloud but softly, although I was alone and nobody would overhear me. 

“Celestials are amongst the rarest of us, and therefore, the most blessed. Children of the Moon Goddess 

as well as her Sisters Sun and Earth, Celestials carry within them the powers of every supernatural kin.” 

Below that sentence was a list of the different supernatural kinds. Wolves, vampires, witches, fae, 

dragons…the list went on and on to the next page, naming supernaturals I’d never heard of. 

“Malachi, you weren’t exactly right,” I murmured, watching as another looping picture scrolled through 

illustrations of all the different beings that made up a Celestial. “Gabriela might have had a witch in her 

. bloodline, but that’s not what makes my daughter a Celestial. It’s…everything. Everyone in every bloodline, 

ever.” 

Even a single drop passed along for generations. 

I read farther. 

“Celestials carry the skills, powers, and traits-recessive and dominant-of every supernatural to ever have 

existed. Celestials are capable of everything any supernatural being can do. Furthermore, they are in complete 

control of these traits and skills from birth, so that any Celestial is able to present oneself solely as one 

supernatural, should they so choose, or to display any or all of their other traits. See illustration.” 

I didn’t even look at the picture right away. From birth? I had to digest this. I was no baby expert, but 

Stella had been born…well..normal. At least I thought she was. 

Normal for a Celestial The words rearranged. 

“Are you a spirit or something trapped in here?” I asked. 

Just a book Read Me 

I felt giddy and almost hysterical from all of this. I had to get up and circle the table to burn o 

nervous energy. I was talking to a freaking book. 

And my daughter was probably the most powerful person in the entire world. 

I felt like I had to put my hand over my heart to stop it from leaping right out of my chest. I wanted scream and cry, but I was also proud. Anxious. Afraid. 

Overjoyed to have an answer, even if it left me with more questions than ever before. 

My Stella, my little star, was already proving that she could use multiple traits without being trained. S looked like a wolf pup, had experienced the doubling like one of them. She’d never shown any inclinations toward needing or wanting to drink blood, and I’d never known her to be able to move physical objects with h 

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mind. She hadn’t even been able to connect with her wolf yet..at least, I’d never seen her do it. 

If she had all of these talents from birth and was capable of choosing them, did that mean that she was simply mirroring us, her family, in order to fit in? 

Did my precious little girl have any idea of how to be anything else? Perhaps she’d need to be exposed to 

different supernaturals, see how they looked and what they could do, before she chose to manifest those 

talents… 

Would she no longer look like me? 

A strangled cry shot out of me. I would love my child if she looked like a wolf, a vampire, fae, a dragon, no matter what. But this not knowing how to prepare, or even what to prepare for… 

“Moon Goddess, if ever you offered me guidance, I sure could use some right now,” I said out loud. 

The lights flickered. 

paused, thinking it might have just been a trick of pages, or from my anxiety. 

my eyes from staring so hard at the old-fashioned The lights flickered again, this time staying dim for a 

few longer seconds. Definitely not my imagination. 

Immediately, I felt the nudge of my three mates in our bond link. 

“Lanie?” Xander’s voice filled my mind. 

“I’m in our quarters. Where are you?” 

“With Mason in a conference room.” 

“Zane?” 

“Here,” he thought back at once. “I’m with Greyson in a pub.”