Mated To My Mate's Worst Enemy (ARIA) novel Chapter 464

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I woke up to silence, which was how I knew something had happened.

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Not the silence of an ordinary morning the pack grounds were never entirely silent, there was always the background hum of people existing in proximity, the sounds of a working community going about its business. This was the silence of a place where the business of the previous night was still being processed, where the ordinary morning rhythms were

happening slightly more quietly than usual, as though the pack had agreed without discussion to let the day begin gently.

The celebration had apparently continued without me. I had vague memory of being very firmly redirected toward our quarters by Nina, who had the specific energy of someone who’d decided that the Luna sleeping was more important than the Luna celebrating and was prepared to be immovable about it. Ivory had seconded this from wherever she’d been situated in Margo’s medical management. Kael had said nothing, which in context had read as

agreement.

I’d slept for eight hours, which was four more than I’d expected to manage.

I was at the mirror, working through the specific process of putting myself together for a day that was going to involve aftermath management and elder council communications and Margo’s comprehensive notes on everything I’d missed during the sleep period, when I heard it.

*Finally.*

I froze.

Not a voice from the room – from inside. From the specific inside that was different from thought, the place where the anchor lived, where the bloodline ran its deepest channel. A voice that had the quality of something that had been there all along and was just now available.

*What does a girl have to do to get heard around here.*

“Silver?” I said, out loud, to the empty room.

*The one and only,* the voice said, with the energy of someone who’d been waiting a considerable time and had opinions about the wait. “Took you long enough.*

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I sat down on the edge of the bed. Or I would have sat down, but my legs had made the decision before I’d processed the option, and I ended up sitting whether I’d planned to or not.

“I thought ” I started.

*Sleeping?* The voice had a quality I could only describe as offended. *Girl, I have not been sleeping. I have been screaming. Since the first day. Since the bonding. Whatever that bond did when it formed, it shut down the channel between us, and I have been yelling into a wall for eight months and getting absolutely nothing back.*

“The bond shut you out,” I said.

*The bond shut us both out,* Silver said. *From each other. Which is, I want to say, deeply inconvenient for both of us. I have been trying to tell you things. Important things. Things about the power and the bloodline and the specific situations you kept walking into without adequate information. And instead of my input, you had a library and Ivory, which is not nothing, but it is also not the same thing as your actual wolf who has been a part of you since you were born and has significantly more personal investment in your survival.*

“I didn’t know,” I said. “I thought the bond was supposed to-”

*Connect you to Kael,* Silver said. *Yes. Which it did. What it also did, as an unintended side effect, is interfere with our internal communication. The bond was established under unusual circumstances and with a power dynamic that didn’t account for the existing channels.* A pause that had the quality of someone organizing what they want to say next. *Think of it like this. The bond to Kael went up like a wall between the inside and the outside. And I’m on the inside. So I was behind the wall.*

“And now,” I said.

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*And now,* Silver said, *you went and broke something open. Last night. The blood-bending

when you accessed that level of the bloodline, when you went deeper than anything you’d been trained for, you hit the foundation. And the foundation is where I live. You cracked the wall.* Another pause. *Not all the way. But enough.*

I was looking at the mirror.

“Silver,” I said. “Come here.”

*Go to the mirror,* she said.

I went to the mirror.

The woman looking back at me was recognizable as me – same face, same general presentation of someone who’d had a significant evening and had slept eight hours and had

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gotten up and begun the morning routine. Except.

My hair.

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It had always been an oddity — the silver-white threads that had been present since before I’d known what they meant, that Ivory had identified as the bloodline marker she’d been tracking. During the Ghost Hunt, during the power unlocking, the silver had become more

pronounced. After the trials, looking in mirrors had occasionally produced the impression that hair was doing something adjacent to glowing, though I’d attributed this to lighting and the power’s active state and other external factors.

my

Right now, in the morning light of our quarters, with no active combat and no immediate crisis and the pearl sitting on the bedside table where I’d put it when I’d undressed, my hair was glowing.

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Not dramatically — it wasn’t producing light the way the full lunar blast produced light. More like the specific luminescence of the nightbloom in Ivory’s garden, the quality that was its own light source rather than reflected light. The silver-white catching something that wasn’t in the

room.

And in the mirror, beside my own reflection – not a separate entity, not something external, but the sense of a presence in the same space that was also me – I could see her.

Silver.

My wolf.

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