Chapter 7
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My eyelids felt heavy, like they were weighted with stones. Something soft beneath me—not the hard kitchen floor. A bed. The scent of pine and rain surrounded me.
Kane's scent.
I forced my eyes open. Kane sat beside me, his face etched with worry. We were in a large room I'd never seen before—dark wood furniture, bookshelves lining the walls, a massive bed where I now lay.
"Where am I?" My voice came out raspy.
"My private chambers," he answered, relief washing over his face. "No one will look for you here."
I tried to sit up. My body felt strange—lighter yet stronger, like my skin could barely contain what was inside.
"What happened?" I asked, though fragments were coming back. The kitchen. Gwen. The wine.
Kane's jaw tightened. "Gwen drugged you. I felt your pain and came back from hunting."
"You felt it?"
He nodded, showing me his wrist. The red crescent mark was vivid against his skin.
"The mate bond is growing stronger," he explained. "I knew you were in danger."
I looked down at my hands and gasped. My nails had elongated into sharp claws. I touched my face, feeling the subtle changes—sharper cheekbones, slightly pointed ears.
"What's happening to me?" Panic rose in my throat.
Kane handed me a small mirror. My reflection shocked me—my eyes were no longer human but wolf eyes, amber with flecks of silver. My teeth had sharpened, canines more pronounced.
"The drug triggered your shift," Kane said quietly. "It was meant to expose you."
"Expose me?"
"Gwen suspects something. She wanted to prove you're not a normal Omega."
I stared at my reflection, at the stranger looking back at me. "I don't understand. I've never been able to shift before."
Kane took the mirror gently. "Because you were never meant to be just an Omega, Gina. You're a Moon Shadow Wolf."
The term from our garden conversation came back to me. "That's impossible. Those are just legends."
"Not legends. Rare, but real." Kane moved to sit beside me on the bed. "Your father was not just any Beta. He was from the ancient Moon Shadow bloodline."
My head spun with questions. "My father? But he's just a cook."
"Now, yes. But sixteen years ago, he was the pack Beta, second only to my father."
I shook my head in disbelief. "Why would he give that up? Why hide who he was—who I was?"
Kane's eyes darkened. "Because of the prophecy. The one that's been twisted for years."
He stood and retrieved an old book from his shelf. The leather cover was cracked with age, the pages yellowed.
"This is the original text of the prophecy, not the version Marcus and my father have been promoting."
He opened to a marked page and read: "'When the Alpha's son reaches his twenty-first year, he shall be bound to his true mate, marked by the crescent moon. The Beta's daughter with the blood of the Moon Shadow Wolf shall bring peace through fire and pain. Beware the false claim, for it brings only destruction.'"
I listened, my heart pounding. "But everyone believes Gwen is the one in the prophecy."
"Because Marcus made sure of it. When your father discovered you bore the Moon Shadow mark at birth, he knew you were the one in the prophecy. But Marcus wanted power through his daughter."
"So my father stepped down to protect me?"
Kane nodded. "Marcus threatened to kill you if your father didn't renounce his position and keep your identity secret. Your father chose your life over power."
Tears filled my eyes. All these years, I'd thought I was defective—an Omega who couldn't shift. But I was something else entirely.
"Does my father know about us? About the mate mark?"
"No. It's safer that way. If Marcus found out..."
I understood the unspoken threat. Marcus would do anything to ensure his daughter became the Alpha's mate.
"What happens now?" I asked, looking at my clawed hands.
"The drug will wear off soon. Your partial shift will recede until you learn to control it."
As if on cue, I felt a tingling sensation. Looking down, I watched my claws slowly retract, returning to normal nails.
"Tomorrow is my birthday," Kane said, his voice heavy with meaning. "The ceremony is set for sunset."
"Gwen's ceremony," I whispered.
Kane's eyes met mine, intense and determined. "It doesn't have to be."
My heart skipped. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying I have a choice. We have a choice."
He took my hand, and the now-familiar warmth spread from his touch. Our crescent marks glowed in unison—mine silver, his red.
"If I publicly choose you as my mate, the pack must honor it. It's ancient law."
"But your father's alliance with Marcus—"
"Is based on a lie," Kane finished. "The true prophecy speaks of you, not Gwen."
I pulled my hand away, overwhelmed. "You're asking me to stand against the Alpha and the Beta? To claim I'm your true mate in front of the entire pack?"
"Yes." No hesitation in his voice.
"They'll call me a liar. An ambitious Omega trying to rise above her station."
"Not when they see your mark. Not when they see you shift."
Fear gripped me. "I don't even know how to control it."
Kane moved closer, his hand gently cupping my face. "You will. Your wolf is awakening. I can help you."
His touch sent electricity through me. Despite everything—the years of bullying, the recent humiliation—my body responded to him. My true mate.
"Why now?" I asked, the question that had burned inside me. "Why did you let me become a maid? Why humiliate me if you suspected the truth?"
Pain crossed his face. "I didn't know until that night in the dungeon. When you told me about your dream. Then I started researching, finding the original prophecy."
He stood and paced the room. "I should have protected you better. I should have questioned things years ago."
"You were a child too," I said softly.
"But I'm not a child anymore." He turned to face me, determination in every line of his body. "Tomorrow I become a man in the eyes of the pack. I must choose who I will be—a puppet following my father's political games, or an Alpha who stands for truth."
The weight of his words hung between us. This wasn't just about us anymore. It was about the future of the entire pack.
"What about my parents?" I asked. "If I do this, Marcus will target them."
"I've already arranged for their protection. Trusted guards are watching them."
He'd thought of everything. But one question remained.
"Why would you risk everything for me? Your position, your father's approval?"
Kane sat beside me again, taking both my hands in his. The marks on our wrists pulsed in sync.
"Because you're my true mate. Because I've been drawn to you since we were children, even when I fought against it. Because when I'm with you, I feel complete."
His words touched something deep inside me, something that had always known this truth.
"Tomorrow is my birthday," he said again, his voice low and intense. "Also the choosing ceremony. I must make a decision, and so must you."
I looked into his amber eyes, seeing the man he'd become—strong, determined, willing to fight for what he believed in.
Could I be that brave? Could I stand before the pack and claim my birthright?
"If I say yes," I whispered, "there's no going back."
"No," he agreed. "But sometimes the hardest path is the right one."
He leaned forward, his forehead touching mine. Our breaths mingled, and for a moment, I felt our wolves connecting—his strong and confident, mine newly awakened but powerful.
"Think about it," he said, pulling back reluctantly. "I'll keep you safe here tonight. No one will find you."
As he moved to leave, I caught his hand. "Kane."
He turned, question in his eyes.
"Thank you. For finding me. For believing in me."
A smile touched his lips—not the cold smile of the Alpha heir, but something warmer, more real.
"Always," he promised, and I knew he meant it.
After he left, I lay back on his bed, surrounded by his scent. Tomorrow would change everything—for better or worse.
I closed my eyes, feeling my wolf stirring inside me. No longer dormant, no longer denied.
For the first time in my life, I felt whole.
