Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien)

Chapter 171

Hidden Powers

Auren POV

I slapped him on his chest. "Alpha Lucien, we are done with babies. If you want more pups, better adopt, but I won't be having anymore!"

His lips downturned. "No, Auren, you-"

I slapped my hand over his mouth. "Shut up, and sleep!"

That night, as I drifted into sleep in Lucien's arms, a vivid dream engulfed me. I stood alone under a bright, glowing moon in a clearing. The scent of roses and jasmine filled my senses. I could feel the thick magic in the air. Like it caressed my skin, slithered around me like a lover and then left me. I whipped my head to look around, a strange sensation of Déjà vu overwhelming me. Why did I feel like a familiar presence was somewhere around?

From the shadows of trees in front of me, emerged a beautiful silver-eyed woman. Her face was still as beautiful as the day I saw her first. I gasped, remembering who she was. She smiled gently as she came near me.

"Auren, my child," Cressida whispered softly, her voice like wind through trees.

My heart raced, my breath catching in my throat. "M-mother?" I stammered, taking a step toward her.

Her eyes fixed on me, she took my hand. "I know you've birthed a beautiful daughter, Tamara. The blood of the Moon Goddess runs through both of you. You are not alone. Her power is awakening."

My eyes widened in disbelief. "Whose power? What are you saying? Mother, don't leave."

She took a step back, and laughed softly. "I'm always here when you need me." Then she stepped back into the shadows, fading like mist.

I jolted awake, my heart pounding as the echo of Cressida's voice lingered. She had visited me after so long. After a gap of fifteen years? What was the meaning of it? But a strange warmth spread through my chest. My eyes went to the moon hanging over the poplars. It felt like something ancient was stirring.

came to meet. He seemed excited. "We have to talk about this in private!" he

group was unusual. Like he hadn't found them in common wolves. Not only that, when Tamara was born, her tattoo on the back that resembled mine was very faint. I thought that it would go away with time. When she returned to us, it was still faint, almost like a pink circular faint marking. But as and as she grew, her tattoo only became bolder, and on her fifteenth birthday, it was as bold as mine. It

answers.

"What

what is it?" he said,

trying to find out my legacy for a long time, but he was not sure. Now with two she-wolves with the same tattoo on their backs

belongs to any werewolf clans on this earth. You know it took so long, but-" He let out an exasperated sigh. "There is no clan that matches Luna Auren's blood. Like not one. Tamara's blood matches yours, of course,"

father didn't have

hair. "I have been hunting for your relative, and

loud. "Who knows? Maybe?" I shrugged my shoulders

into the garden. Since it was early morning and chilly,

my chest about last night's dream. My thoughts were broken

came toward me, sweating

here?" I asked as I

that but when I saw you here,

ear. Goddess, she was so beautiful. "Let's go inside," I said, holding her hand. As we walked, Tam's eyes fell on a wilted flower by the path. Without thinking, she knelt down and reached out, her fingers brushing the delicate petals. To my astonishment, the flower's petals turned from dull

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Hidden Powers

again.

murmured,

stared at the flower which again

just touched

it was some