Bound to the Triplet Alphas

Chapter 68: The Luna’s Choice

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: The Luna’s ChoiceARIA POV

I jerked awake, gasping for air. The strange voice from my dream still echoed in my head: "Choose wisely, little Luna. The wrong choice will doom you all."

My heart pounded as I looked around. I was back in my room at the pack house, not in the clearing where I’d fallen. Sunlight streamed through the windows. How long had I been unconscious?

The door burst open. Lucien rushed in, his eyes wild with relief when he saw me sitting up.

"You’re awake!" He pulled me into a tight hug. "You’ve been out for two days."

"Two days?" I pushed back, fear rising. "But the First Wolf—"

"Is quiet, for now," Lucien said. "After you fell, the blood moon faded. The ghostly doors disappeared."

I closed my eyes,

"You know nothing about me," I said evenly.

"I know enough." Elira smiled coldly. "I know about the Alpha Trinity. I know what the Luna Selection Ceremony really means. And I know that if you choose wrong tonight, we all die."

She stepped closer, dropping her voice. "The question is, do you know which triplet is the betrayer? Which one has been working with Elder Malin all along?"

My heart stopped. The warning from my dream repeated again: The enemy you trust most stands right beside you.

I looked at the three brothers—Kael, strong and strategic; Jaxon, wild and unreliable; Lucien, my supposed true mate.

"You’re lying," I whispered, but doubt had already taken root.

"Am I?" Elira’s eyes gleamed. "Ask them about the night your parents died. Ask them who visited Elder Malin the day before you fell."

Before I could answer, a howl sounded from outside—the same ancient, bone-chilling howl we’d heard before. The floor beneath us shook.

"It’s beginning," Dr. Lena gasped. "The Luna Selection Ceremony must start now!"

Pack members scrambled to prepare as the traditional circle of stones was hastily arranged in the middle of the room. The Elders filed in, their looks grave.

"Choose, Luna Aria," the Head Elder ordered. "Choose your mate and seal the bond before it’s too late."

I stood in the circle, the three triplets around me. Each held out a hand. I had to choose.

Lucien, my heart’s dream. Kael, the born boss. Jaxon, the wild card.

But which one was the betrayer?

As I reached out my hand, time seemed to slow. The voice inside me—not Lyra’s, not the First Wolf’s, but something older, wiser—whispered: "The true choice isn’t between them. It’s whether you’ll break custom entirely."

I pulled my hand back, a plan forming. Instead of picking one, I could choose all three—restore the Alpha Trinity. But as I opened my mouth to speak, a burning pain shot through my chest. I dropped to my knees, clutching at my heart.

Through blurring vision, I saw one of the triplets step forward, his eyes shining not amber but an unnatural blue.

"Too late, little Luna," he said, but it wasn’t his voice. "The betrayer has already made his choice."