The moment the fourth line appeared on the screen, every sound in the clearing lost its meaning for an instant. The restless breaths of the Blackthorn wolves, the measured stance of Lucien’s men, the silent waiting of Rowan’s border guards, and the metallic hum coming from the World Government vehicles seemed to merge in the same place. Elara no longer felt only herself being watched. They were looking at the thing inside her too. Until now, she had only felt it, heard it, sometimes fought it, and sometimes had been forced to move with it. But for the first time, an external screen had shown the Moon Spirit as a separate line.

The Moon Spirit was still silent. This silence was not the kind she was used to. It was neither waiting nor anger. It was more like an ancient hunter holding its breath. The moment Elara felt this, she understood that the real danger of the device was not only separating the bonds. The World Government was not trying to capture the thing inside Elara. First, it was trying to recognize it. And after a while, it could cut, multiply, or use the thing it recognized.

Adrian’s voice came from the vehicle again. "Narrow the frequency before the fourth bond stabilizes."

One of the soldiers bent over the panel beside the device. Thin light leaked from the broken edges of the white ring, but the device was not stopping completely. On the contrary, the more it cracked, the more dangerous it became. It no longer looked perfect. That was why it seemed more man-made, more stubborn, and uglier. Elara saw the three lights inside the device begin to spin again. Orange, red, and blue. Then the fourth shadow behind them became a little more distinct. That color, somewhere between pale silver and black, did not move like the others. It waited.

Kael’s hand was still on Elara’s back. His touch was not stronger, but it was more certain. Elara could now feel that he was not pulling her, only staying there so she would not fall. Rowan’s fingers were on the inside of her wrist. The cool contact stood over her pulse like a thin lock. Being between both of their touches used to feel as if it were splitting her in two directions. Now, for the first time, it was helping her build a center inside herself. The danger was there too. Because the World Government had seen that as well.

The Moon Spirit finally spoke. Its voice was not far away. It was too close. "They are not pulling me."

Elara answered inwardly. "Then what are they doing?"

"They are trying to wake me."

That answer came colder than the sound of the device. The orange line in Elara’s chest trembled for an instant. "You are already awake."

"No," said the Moon Spirit. "The part of me that speaks to you is awake. The rest is still breathing beneath the seals."

Elara did not take her eyes off the device. The World Government soldiers were slowly spreading out. On the Blackthorn side, Talon was watching the way Kael did not leave Elara. Rowan’s own guards were trying to understand the way their Alpha stood between Lucien’s line and Elara’s wrist. Everyone was seeing the same thing, but no one understood the same thing.

"What am I supposed to do?" Elara asked inwardly.

The Moon Spirit’s answer did not come immediately. Then it spoke from somewhere deeper. "Do not choose me. Do not reject me. Carry me."

Elara’s breath stopped for a brief moment. This was the hardest sentence hidden inside the third step of the prophecy. Choice was not only about who would remain beside her. It was also choosing what she would walk with inside herself without killing it, and what she would not allow to make decisions for her. To walk without killing old Elara. To carry the Moon Spirit without rejecting it. To accept Kael’s regret without turning it into a chain. To keep Rowan’s loyalty beside her without letting it become control.

That thought was cut in half when the device trembled for a second time. A thin, almost invisible light came out from inside the white ring and aimed directly at Elara’s chest. Kael wanted to move at the same moment, but held himself back. Rowan’s fingers tightened slightly around her wrist. Both of them did the same thing. They did not pull her. Instead, they waited for Elara’s decision to come.

Elara parted her lips. "Don’t let go," she said. Then she lowered her voice a little more. "But don’t pull me."

Kael’s answer was not close to her ear, but because it came from behind her body, she heard it deeper. "I am here."

That sentence settled inside Elara like a cold vow. When the device’s light touched her chest, Elara expected pain. But what came was not pain. It was worse. A memory. The metal scent of the facility, Adrian’s gaze, the seal on her wrist, old Elara’s fear, the moment the Moon Spirit first filled her body, and that delayed silence when Kael understood he had lost her all passed across the edge of her mind at once.

One of the World Government soldiers shouted, "The fourth line is responding."

Adrian’s voice remained cold. "Continue."

This time Talon moved. He did not wait for Kael’s order, but it was not entirely by his own will either. The Blackthorn call was still in the air. Even so, when the World Government’s device tried to use their Alpha and the pack bond at the same time, the threat had changed. Talon looked at the wolves behind him. "Do not let them get close to the device."

Kael’s eyes shifted to Talon for a brief moment. It was not a thank-you. But Talon was not expecting one anyway. When the Blackthorn wolves moved, one side of the clearing filled with energy close to red. The pack had begun to fight not for Elara, but against the use of its own bond. Maybe that was more honest. Maybe that was why it worked.

Rowan’s young guard looked at him at the same time. "Alpha?"

Rowan’s answer did not delay. "The World Government cannot set up a device on this border. Cut the line."

Lucien’s man turned slightly. "You have no right to give that order."

Rowan spoke without looking at him. "Then tell Lucien. If you are protecting the border in his name, first stop the border from being turned into an experiment field."

That sentence stopped the men marked in blue for an instant. Then the man at the front lifted his hand. Lucien’s men moved too. This time, not all of them were fighting for the same thing. No one was on the same side for the same reason. But the World Government’s device had touched all of their bonds. Sometimes an alliance was not formed by trust, but by being wounded in the same place at the same time.

The clearing fell into chaos all at once. The Blackthorn wolves blocked the soldiers’ advance. Rowan’s guards cut off the side line leading to the World Government’s device. Lucien’s men raised the blue border light from the ground and formed a short barrier in front of the vehicles. The soldiers did not retreat. Weapons fired. Metallic explosions echoed through the forest. Tree bark splintered, soil rose into the air, and blue and red lights collided with white ones.

In the middle of that chaos, Elara did not take her eyes off the device. Because the real attack was still coming toward her. As the white light passed through her chest, the Moon Spirit’s silence grew. This silence was no longer only frightening. It was heavy. As if something enormous were standing up behind a door inside Elara.

"What happens if it wakes?" Elara asked.

This time the Moon Spirit answered. "They think they can control me."

"Can they?"

"No." There was a brief silence. "But if they wake me the wrong way, I may destroy you first."

Elara’s entire body turned to ice for a moment. Kael felt it. His hand became a little steadier on her back, but he still did not pull her. Rowan’s fingers remained on her wrist. Elara felt the fear in both of them. Kael’s fear was hot and angry. Rowan’s was quiet and went deep. They were both afraid of losing her at the same time. But this time, losing did not mean one of them losing to the other. It meant Elara disappearing inside herself.

Adrian’s voice was heard again. "Raise the fourth frequency."

The white ring of the device turned again. This time, thin veins resembling darkened moonlight emerged from its cracked places. The orange light beneath Elara’s feet answered it. The red and blue lines continued to circle around her, but the fourth line stopped watching them. For the first time, it leaned toward Elara.

Kael’s voice lowered. "Elara."

There was no old possession in that one word. There was warning. There was fear. And there was that old fire saying he would not step back.

Rowan’s voice came after his. "Tell us what you are going to do."

Elara heard both of them. But she did not answer. Because for the first time, she did not fully know what she was going to do. The thing inside her was about to wake, and the World Government was forcing it from the outside. If she resisted, she could break. If she surrendered, she could disappear. If she chose, she might choose the wrong thing.

The warmth of old Elara stirred inside her chest. This time not as fear. More like a small courage holding someone’s hand. The cold power of the Moon Spirit did not withdraw either. The two remained in the same place. Elara understood what that meant in that moment. The thing keeping her standing was not that her pieces resembled each other. It was that they had stopped running from each other.

Elara slowly took one step.

Kael’s hand moved with her on her back. Rowan’s fingers did not leave her wrist. They did not drag her. They did not stop her. They only walked with her. That small movement was a stronger answer than all the bonds the device was trying to read.

Adrian spoke from the vehicle. "Stop."

But Elara did not stop.

When she reached the front of the white device, one of the soldiers raised his weapon. One of the Blackthorn wolves crashed into him. Lucien’s blue barrier widened toward the vehicles. Rowan’s guards reached the side line of the device. Everyone was fighting from a different place, but in front of Elara, only the ring remained.

The fourth shadow inside the device grew for an instant. Elara felt another breath in the center of her chest. It was not her own breath. It was not the Moon Spirit’s either. It was an older, more primitive, and darker echo. The World Government may have found a way to reach the Moon Spirit, but they still did not know what they were touching.

Elara lifted her hand.

Kael’s fingers tensed on her back. Rowan’s hand cooled around her wrist. Neither of them stopped her.

Elara brought her palm close to the white ring of the device, but did not touch it. "If you want to reach me," she said, her voice spreading low but clear through the clearing, "you should have first learned what you were touching."

Orange light did not burst from her palm or from inside her outward. Something calmer and more frightening happened. The fourth shadow appeared not from inside the screen, but from the air behind Elara. It did not take full shape. It had no face. No body. Only the feeling of a presence standing like darkened moonlight fell over the clearing for a moment.

The Blackthorn wolves fell silent. Rowan’s guards stopped moving. Even Lucien’s men seemed to forget the order of the border for the first time. One of the World Government soldiers stepped back.

This time Adrian’s voice seemed to be heard not from the speaker, but directly from the way his breath was cut off. "Contact established."

The shadow behind Elara seemed to turn its head. It had no eyes, but it was clear that it was looking. And the place it looked was not the device.

It was the vehicle Adrian was in.

The white ring cracked on its own. This time it did not explode. Only the light inside it went out. The screen went dark. But Elara immediately understood that this was not a victory. Because before the device shut down, it had sent data to the World Government’s system. Short, silent, and enough.

Adrian’s final order was heard. "Withdraw. What we received is enough."

The vehicles began to turn, and the soldiers started retreating in an orderly manner. The Blackthorn wolves wanted to attack, but Kael’s voice stopped them. "No."

Talon turned to him. "They are running."

Kael’s gaze was on the vehicles. "No. They got what they wanted."

Rowan’s fingers slowly withdrew from Elara’s wrist. Kael’s hand also left her back, but the presence of both of them still remained on either side of Elara. No one spoke in the middle of the clearing. Because everyone had understood that something had changed. The World Government had not been defeated. It had simply found a deeper door.

Elara searched for the Moon Spirit inside her.

"Are you there?" she asked.

No answer came for several seconds. Then the Moon Spirit spoke in a very low voice.

"They were not the only ones who reached us."

Elara’s insides went cold. "What does that mean?"

When the Moon Spirit answered, its voice was more careful than before. "We saw their path too."

Elara lifted her head. As the white lights of the retreating vehicles disappeared between the trees, the dark vibration left by the fourth line still remained in her chest.

And in that moment, Elara understood.

The World Government had found a way to reach the thing inside her.

But the thing inside her had now learned the path to the World Government too.