Reborn for Revenge: Find her Fated Alpha-Chapter 196: The return of the powers

In the caves of the hidden mountains, where the mages always had their usual meeting before the mage’s stone, everyone was silent, waiting for their leader to arrive.

Scarlett arrived a few minutes later, her eyes challenging and unpredictable.

The less powerful mages bowed to her in respect, not daring to look into her blazing violet eyes. Her aura screamed danger.

Something had happened. And they could feel it through their suppressed energies.

"What’s wrong, Scarlett? Why did you call this urgent meeting?" Arnold asked, reaching there just in time.

Scarlett sat on the stone, crossing her legs, the cloak collecting near her feet as she raised her head and removed her hood.

"Something had changed. I think something is wrong with Amelia," Scarlett said.

Arnold narrowed his eyes for a brief second before he sighed.

He couldn’t help but shake his head at his wife’s words. He had placed a dragon’s blood pendant on his daughter for a reason. If there had been anything wrong, he would’ve known.

Scarlett was probably making up things to go and meet her daughter. She has been doing this ever since she discovered that he had met her alone, and she wasn’t allowed to do the same.

"Scarlett, I know you want to see Amelia and verify whether her powers are awakening correctly, but you know you can’t go there. Those powers, born—" Arnold stopped speaking before everyone.

Those powers inside Amelia, born from you, will recognize you and try to come out urgently, disbalancing everything and risking Amelia’s life. You know we can’t risk it. Giselle told us that if we want to keep our daughter alive, we need to stay as far away as possible. Arnold said the rest of the words through the mind link.

Scarlett’s eyes brimmed with tears that she quickly blinked away.

What kind of cursed fate was it that even after being a mother, she wasn’t allowed to meet her daughter for so many years? She took a deep, shaky breath before shaking her head at Arnold.

"It’s not about meeting her, Arnold. When I say something has changed, I’m referring to the air we breathe and the elements we all feel. Haven’t you felt it? The energy surging in our veins has become more prominent. That’s the purpose of this meeting. I want to know if anyone else felt it," Scarlett said.

Arnold nodded in understanding. Now that he thought about it, he had indeed been feeling a weird surge of energy inside him. He wanted to touch it, use the magic to perform ancient rituals, and see if his ancient magic was back. However, he was afraid of losing it all before he could do anything, and thus, he didn’t try it.

"Maybe that’s because Amelia is—" Arnold started speaking as he started walking towards the mage stone.

However, something made him stop dead in his tracks.

"What is it?" Scarlett stood up from the stone when she saw Arnold’s surprised expression.

Arnold walked to the mage’s stone and touched the end crack of it.

This wasn’t how the crack was supposed to be. Why was it so uneven?

He had been looking at this stone for decades and knew something was wrong.

"Someone tampered with the stone," Arnold said before he closed his eyes.

"Let me see the timelines of this stone," Arnold said.

Scarlett shook her head.

"That’s dangerous. You can’t use magic on the stone. You know that." Scarlett said.

"I will have to see, or we will never know," Arnold said, before placing his hand on the stone and navigating its timeline for the last five days they hadn’t visited to observe it.

He couldn’t see who it was, but he saw more than half of the stone healing and then someone reversing it.

"Someone indeed tampered with it. The stone had healed more than half and—" Arnold felt a deep rumbling coming out of the magic stone.

His whole body started feeling the vibration, compelling him to open his eyes.

He gulped and looked around, noticing he wasn’t the only one getting affected by the vibrations.

"What’s happening?" one of the mages asked.

Scarlett raised her hand and used her magic to stabilize everything so no one would panic, especially the new mages who had no magic at all.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t contain the vibrations.

"Arnold, you were saying something. Could it be related to that?" Scarlett asked.

Arnold opened his mouth to answer, but stopped when the mage stone started rumbling as if feeling some kind of inner disaster.

The mage stone started rising in the air, and everyone watched it in awe as it glowed in white, shimmering light.

Arnold’s pupils dilated as his heart skipped a beat.

"The Moon powers have arrived," he whispered, as they all witnessed the stone’s cracks healing before their eyes, like a magical ritual.

The more the stone healed, the more their powers were returning, and they could feel the shimmering light engulfing them all.

Not only them, but all the mages of the clan, wherever they were, felt the white shimmering light engulfing them. It was like lifting a centuries-old curse from their body, and though the process was like pins and needles prickling their body, it was beyond amazing.

Arnold walked to his wife and held her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers.

"Our daughter did it. She has awakened her powers." Arnold placed his forehead on hers, and Scarlett nodded.

She was delighted, not only because the powers of their entire clan were back, but because she would be able to meet her daughter now.

Hot tears of happiness rolled down her cheeks, and she giggled softly.

"We need to find who tampered with the stone to hide this from us, too. She started gaining her powers a couple of days ago. That person is someone who knows us," Arnold said, and Scarlett nodded again.

"We need to do that." She whispered.

In the Moon Healing hospital, Amelia lay on the hospital bed, her face calm, but no one knew the struggle she was facing deep inside her heart, in her mind, where she felt trapped in a realm where she tried to reach some kind of white light that she couldn’t.

She walked into a peculiar forest where the trees were strangely colorful, some green, some red, and some even violet.

Hello? She asked in the forest, hoping to meet anyone or see anyone who could help her out of here.

You did it. A soft voice came from behind her.

Amelia turned to look at the person, a beautiful lady shimmering in white light and floating in the air.

She couldn’t see her face properly, but she knew the lady was beyond beautiful; her aura screamed of her purity.

I don’t understand. Amelia said.

You unlocked the mage’s powers and gave that cult what was taken away from them. You did my work. Your work is done now. The lady said.

Amelia’s heart skipped a beat. What did the lady mean by her work? And who was this lady in the first place? She remembered she had talked to a different light before she had been reborn.

If her work was done... Did that mean... Amelia’s fists clenched.

As if the lady understood the turmoil in her heart, she smiled.

You are not dying, Amelia. I would never do that to you. You are my child, the beholder of one of my favorite children inside you. How could I? Take care of my moon. And remember, good always wins over evil. I am proud of you. The lady said.

But who are you? What do you mean, I— Amelia couldn’t complete her sentence because the lady vanished into thin air, leaving Amelia alone.

"My love, please wake up. There are so many things we need to talk about. There are so many things I want to show you. I am not even mad about why you didn’t participate. Now I know. Please just look at me once," Cyrus’s pleading voice reached her ears.

Amelia wanted to open her eyes, but it was as if something heavy was pressing on her eyelids, making it impossible for her to open her eyes before she slipped into unconsciousness once again.