Bound to the Triplet Alphas-Chapter 90 - 92: Alliance Summit

ARIA POV

"Push!" Lucien pushed, gripping my hand as another contraction tore through me.

"I can’t do this now!" I screamed, sweat pouring down my face. "The meeting—the alliance—"

"Forget the meeting," Kael said from my other side. "Having these babies safely is what matters."

But I knew better. Nothing would matter if we didn’t stop Elira’s plan. Not even my babies would have a chance.

"Get Elder Malin," I gasped between contractions. "She knows a way."

Jaxon ran from the room. Minutes later, he returned with our pack’s oldest member. The white-haired woman took one look at me and nodded.

"Moon freeze," she said. "It will stop the birth for twelve hours. Enough time for your meeting."

"Is it safe?" Lucien asked, worry written on his face.

"For normal babies? No," Elder Malin responded. "For these three? Born of a triple mate bond, blessed by the Moon Goddess herself? Yes."

I didn’t pause. "Do it."

Elder Malin placed her hands on my belly and started chanting in the ancient language. A cool feeling spread through me, and the contractions stopped.

"Twelve hours," she warned. "Not a minute more."

One hour later, I stood shakily at the head of our biggest meeting hall. My belly was huge, but at least it wasn’t trying to push out three kids. For now.

Alphas from twenty different packs filled the room, many glaring at each other with open hatred. Some were ancient foes. Others had never been in the same room without fighting.

"She’s just an Omega," one Alpha sneered. "Why should we listen to her?"

"Because she’s carrying my heirs," Lucien growled, moving to my side.

"And mine," Kael added.

"And mine," Jaxon finished.

The room fell silent. Nobody had ever heard of a triple mate link before.

I took a deep breath. "I didn’t call you here to fight about pack ranks. I called you here because all werewolves are in danger."

I told them everything—the Shadow Division, the corrupted wolf spirits, the Pure Blood Alliance, the blood test that could reveal us all.

"Lies," growled Alpha Magnus of the River Pack. "Why would werewolf packs betray their own kind?"

"Because they think some of us aren’t worthy of being called werewolves," I replied, looking straight at him. "Packs with Omegas in leadership. Packs that accept lone wolves. Packs that believe in equality rather than old systems."

Alpha Magnus fell silent, his face dark with fear. His Luna was a former Omega, just like me.

"This affects all of us," I continued. "Even the usual packs who think they’re safe. Once humans know we exist, how long before they turn on everyone? Even their so-called allies?"

"What proof do you have?" asked Alpha Selene of the Dawn Pack, her voice careful but not dismissive.

I nodded to Jaxon, who brought forward the man we had rescued—the one who had been turned into a monster by the Shadow Division.

"My name is Liam," he said, his voice shaking slightly. "I was Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack until six months ago, when my entire pack was taken. They turned me into... something else. A tool. But Luna Aria freed me."

Murmurs spread through the room. The Crescent Moon Pack’s disappearance had been a mystery that worried all werewolves.

"They’re holding my pack in labs beneath the sacred caves," Liam continued. "Along with wolves from at least six other packs."

This caused an uproar. Several Alphas jumped to their feet, demanding to know if their missing members were among the prisoners.

"We don’t know yet," Kael said strongly. "That’s why we need to work together. To free them all."

A tall, intimidating woman stepped forward—Alpha Helena of the Shadow Pack, known for keeping to themselves.

"My daughter disappeared three months ago," she said quietly. "We tracked her scent to the territory of the Silver Moon Pack, but they denied having seen her."

"The Silver Moon Pack is part of the Pure Blood Alliance," I explained. "They’re working with the Shadow Division."

Helena’s eyes flashed red. "Then they are my enemy."

One by one, other Alphas came forward with similar stories—missing pack members, strange meetings with the traditional packs, unexplained attacks.

"The blood test is real," said a quiet voice from the back of the room.

All heads turned to see a thin, nervous-looking human man. Several werewolves growled.

"This is Dr. Marcus," Lucien explained quickly. "He worked for the Shadow Division until he discovered what they were really doing."

"I helped develop the test," Dr. Marcus revealed. "It can spot the werewolf gene with 99.8% accuracy. And it’s set to be shipped to hospitals worldwide in two days."

The room exploded in fear.

"QUIET!" Kael roared, his Alpha voice making the walls shake.

When quiet fell again, I stepped forward. "We don’t have time for fear. We need action. The three labs must be destroyed, and the prisoners freed. Tonight."

"Why should we trust you?" asked Alpha Rafael of the Mountain Crest Pack. "You’re carrying the next generation of your pack’s masters. How do we know this isn’t some plot to weaken the rest of us while you improve your position?"

It was a fair question. In the world of werewolves, power plays were usual.

Before I could answer, the doors flew open. A hooded figure walked in, flanked by two massive wolves.

"Because I can confirm everything she’s saying is true," said a familiar voice as the figure dropped her hood.

Gasps filled the room. It was Elira’s mother, Selina—the mate of our former Beta and mother to the very woman running the Pure Blood Alliance.

"My daughter has lost her way," Selina said, her voice shaking. "She thinks she’s saving werewolf kind by controlling who lives and who dies. She doesn’t understand that separation will destroy us all."

"Why should we believe you?" Jaxon asked suspiciously.

Selina pulled out a flash drive. "Because I have proof. Floor plans of all three rooms. Security codes. Guard shifts. Everything you need to shut them down."

She handed it to me, our eyes meeting. I saw the pain there—the agony of betraying her own daughter.

"Elira plans to trigger the mass exposure at midnight tomorrow," Selina continued. "During the full strength of the blood moon. She thinks the confusion will allow the Pure Blood Alliance to take control."

I turned to the gathered Alphas. "This isn’t about power or territory or old grudges anymore. This is about life. All of us—Alphas, Betas, Omegas—we’re all werewolves. And either we stand together, or we fall together."

Silence fell as my words sank in. Then, Alpha Helena stepped forward.

"The Shadow Pack stands with you," she stated.

One by one, other Alphas stepped forward, offering their support. Even Alpha Magnus, who had doubted me at first.

"We need three teams," Kael said, taking care of the planning. "One for each lab."

We spent the next hour planning the attack. I felt hope getting stronger with each moment. We could do this. We could save our kind.

As the meeting came to an end, I felt a familiar feeling spreading through my abdomen. A cold wave that meant the Moon freeze was wearing off.

"We need to hurry," I whispered to Lucien. "The babies won’t wait much longer."

Just then, Dr. Marcus rushed into the room, his face pale with fear.

"They’ve moved up the timeline," he gasped. "The blood tests—they’re being given tonight. And they’ve added something to them."

"What?" I asked, fear gripping my heart.

"A toxin," he said. "Anyone with werewolf DNA who takes the test will die within hours. It’s not just exposure anymore—it’s extinction."

A sharp pain tore through me, making me double over. The Moon freeze was breaking.

"Aria!" Lucien caught me as my knees buckled.

"The babies," I gasped. "They’re coming. Now."

Another pain hit me, stronger than before. Through the haze of pain, I saw the concerned faces of the Alphas around me.

"Go," I told them. "Stop those tests. Save our people. I’ll be fine."

As they rushed to prepare, another contraction ripped through me. This one different—wrong somehow.

"Something’s not right," I whispered to Lucien.

He placed his hand on my belly, his healing powers searching for the problem. When he looked up at me, his face had gone white.

"The babies," he said, his voice shaking. "Their hearts are slowing down. All three of them."

"What?" panic rushed through me. "Why?"

Dr. Marcus knelt beside me, his medical skills taking over. "The Moon freeze is breaking too quickly. It’s shocking their minds."

"Help them!" I begged.

"There’s only one way," Elder Malin said sadly. "Someone must give their life force. A willing sacrifice."

Before I could understand her words, Selina stepped forward.

"I will do it," she said firmly.

"No," I argued. "There must be another way."

Selina knelt beside me. "Let me do this. Let me make up for what my daughter has done."

Another contraction hit me, and I screamed in pain. Through tear-filled eyes, I saw Selina place her hands on my belly and begin to chant.

Warm light flowed from her into me, and I felt the babies respond, their kicks getting stronger again.

"Thank you," I whispered.

Selina smiled sadly. "Save them all," she said. "Including my daughter, if you can."

Those were her last words before she fell.

As darkness took her, a new darkness began to spread across the sky outside. The blood moon was rising early—impossibly early.

"She’s controlling the moon," Elder Malin gasped in fear. "Elira has found a way to control the moon itself."