Hunted Hybrid Aegis War Saga 1 novel Chapter 41

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Elowen POV

Waking up between a possessive werewolf and a snarky ancient vampire should’ve been overwhelming. But honestly? It was bliss.

Daxon had one arm draped across my waist, his massive body wrapped around mine like I was something breakable. Ash was behind me, spooning in like it was his goddamn birthright, his hand tangled with mine on my stomach. They were warm, safe, mine… and for the first time in days, my heart wasn’t racing from panic.

Just… love. And maybe a little residual pride over my epic takedown of Jace yesterday.

“You’re thinking too loud,” Ash murmured against my neck, his voice still husky with sleep.

“You’re both still clinging to me like I’m a teddy bear.”

“Would you prefer a teddy bear that growls and bites?” Daxon asked, not bothering to open his eyes.

I snorted. “I’m not complaining. But we’re gonna be late if we don’t get up.”

Ashrian groaned dramatically while Dax grumbled like an old man, but eventually, we all dragged ourselves out of bed, showered, dressed, and made our way down to the main hall for breakfast.

The pack was already gathering when we walked in. I waved to Jace, who was double fisting bacon and clearly thriving. The moment we sat down, Rylen and Taya burst through the doors like a damn rom com slow motion

scene.

Taya’s face was glowing, not metaphorically. Actually glowing.

A shimmering silver vine tattoo now curled along her collarbone and down her arm, paired with the matching one dancing across Rylen’s chest, visible beneath his unbuttoned shirt like he wanted everyone to see it.

The room exploded in excitement. “Oh my goddess!” Luna Queen Aelira gasped, hands covering her mouth as she stood. Alpha King Draven rose beside her, face split in a rare grin. “It’s true. A second fated pair. Unbelievable.”

“I knew it!” I cried, standing to hug Taya as she all but ran at me, both of us squealing like idiots. Daxon and Rylen slapped hands in that bro style greeting, and even Ash offered a respectful nod Rylen’s way.

After all the clapping and howling calmed down, the kitchen staff brought out trays of eggs, bacon, fresh bread, fruit, and more caffeine than should be legal. We settled into our seats while the buzz still rippled through the

room.

Alpha King Draven stood and tapped his fork to his glass, his voice calm but serious.

“We’ve seen two fated bonds form in under a month. Two rare, ancient bonds, when most wolves go their whole

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lives without finding one.” He paused, scanning the table. “It begs the question… why now?”

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Ashrian folded his arms, brows furrowed. “Because the prophecy is unfolding. Magic is stirring. The world’s shifting.”

“Exactly,” King Draven said. “If fated bonds are returning, what does that mean for the rest of us? For our kind?”

Taya tilted her head. “Maybe more fated mate pairs will find each other.”

I swallowed, my heart racing. “But if they’re returning now… maybe it’s because we have to unite. Because of the war coming. Because the world needs us together.”

Ash nodded slowly. “The prophecy said she would howl the world back together.”

King Draven rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Then perhaps it’s time we test the theory. I propose we host a gathering, invite the other wolf packs. Let the unmated gather, let the energy flow.”

“Like a mate finding festival?” Jace said with a smirk. “Do we get name tags and punch bowls?”

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