Chapter 237
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A cold wave washed over me.
Zayn’s father.
He’d erased my mother’s memories.
He’d erased mine.
And returned us like broken toys–one to the coven, the other abandoned on a bridge.
Zayn’s voice cracked behind me, low and furious.
“Why didn’t anyone protect them? Why didn’t the coven look harder”
“Zayn,” I whispered, because I could hear him fighting the magic, hear the guilt tearing him apart.
The leader didn’t flinch at his anger.
“Because the one who took them,” she said, “was powerful. Skilled. And he knew exactly how to hide what he stole.”
I swallowed hard.
Of course he did.
He’d hidden his monstrosity from the entire kingdom for years–behind charm, behind wealth, behind false loyalty.
“But…” My voice broke. “How could I vanish for ten years and no one–nothing–could find me?”
The leader’s eyes narrowed, studying me the same way she did in the chamber–like she was measuring the shape of my soul.
“Because you were meant to be hidden,” she said.
“Erased. Concealed from both worlds. Witch and Lycan alike.”
My heart thudded painfully against my ribs.
“And now?” I asked. “What am I now?”
She stepped closer, her gaze flicking to the runes glowing faintly behind me.
“Now,” she murmured, “you are the thing he tried to prevent.”
My breath stilled.
“The merging you survived,” she went on, “the power you awakened it was never meant to happen. Not with your bloodline.”
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I shook my head, whispering, “Why? What does my bloodline have to do with anything?”
Her expression turned sharp, calculating.
“Because you are the daughter of a witch,” she said softly, “and their of the Lycan King.”
“And that combination,” the leader continued, “is forbidden. Dangerous. Capable of unmaking the balance between our worlds.”
Zayn froze behind me–completely still, like the truth locked him in place.
I could feel his fear.
His shock.
His guilt.
“But your mother didn’t know,” the leader went on. “She didn’t understand the prophecy. She didn’t understand what her child
would become.”
I stared at her, shaking.
“What… am I becoming?”
The leader held my gaze, unblinking.
“Exactly what he tried to erase.”
Her voice dipped into a whisper, heavy with meaning.
“A creature born of coven magic and royal Lycan blood. A being that should not exist.”
She paused.
“A weapon.”
A chill slammed down my spine.
Zayn sucked in a sharp breath.
“Aurora,” he whispered, voice breaking.
But the leader didn’t stop.
“She didn’t hide you,” she repeated.
“She lost you–because someone feared what you would become.”
My pulse roared in my ears.
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“And now,” the leader finished, “that someone will come for you nga.”
I knew that.
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Somewhere in the back of my mind–In the space where nightmares lurred with memory–I had always known Zayn’s father was
after me.
But what I didn’t know… what gnawed at me now…
was why he had let me go at all.
Why release me?
Why drop me on that bridge like discarded evidence-
only to hunt me again years later?
None of it made sense.
My throat felt tight as I lifted my gaze to the leader. Her expression didn’t shift, but something in her eyes sharpened, as if she
could feel the questions clawing at me.
“I did…” I forced the words out carefully, steadying my voice. “Your tests. All of them.”
I swallowed, pulse thudding in my ears. “Can you please tell me now where my mother is?”
The chamber seemed to hold its breath.
For one long heartbeat, she simply watched me–measured me–like he was deciding whether I was ready.
Then she nodded once, slow and deliberate.
“Yes,” she said quietly. “I can.”

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