Chasing His Wolfless Luna Back Chapter 200: Triple Revelations

Thea's POV

I found myself floating in darkness again. This strange sensation wasn't unfamiliar—months ago, when I hovered between life and death in the hospital, I'd experienced something similar. But that time, I could only hear that mysterious voice; this time, I sensed something different, something more complete.

"Is it time to truly meet you?" A smile involuntarily formed on my lips.

The darkness around me gradually dissipated, replaced by a soft purple glow, like a forest bathed in moonlight.

*"Yes, Thea,"* that voice answered, clearer and more powerful than the last time I'd heard it. *"This time, you won't just hear me, you'll see me too."*

With her words, a silver-white light gathered before me, slowly taking the form of a wolf. As the glow faded, I saw her—a massive, elegant wolf. Her fur was an unusual silver-white with hints of purple, like a lavender field under moonlight. Most striking were her eyes—deep blue, as if containing an entire universe of stars.

"Holy shit..." I held my breath. Although my restored memories told me I wasn't truly wolfless, actually seeing my wolf felt completely different. She was so beautiful, so powerful, nothing like I'd imagined.

*"You seem surprised,"* she said softly, moving toward me. *"My name is Diana. I'm pleased to finally meet you, Thea. I know you have many questions."*

I reached out to touch her, hesitating at the last moment. "You really exist..."

She stepped forward, allowing my fingers to sink into her thick fur. Warmth instantly flowed through my entire body.

*"As I told you before,"* she raised her head proudly, *"we not only inherited the Alpha bloodline of the Kincaids, but we were personally chosen by the Moon Goddess. We are special, Thea, one of a kind."*

"Special enough to warrant such a price?" I asked with a bitter smile, recalling my restored memories and all the pain that came with them. "You told me before that 'whatever I experience, there's a reason for it.' Amnesia, being hurt by Sebastian again, my life in shambles... is this the fate I deserve?"

Her deep blue eyes softened, yet remained filled with wisdom. *"Everything you've experienced has made you stronger, Thea. Without these hardships and trials, you wouldn't be who you are today. Think about it—without all this, you might still be that naive, selfish girl who was obsessed with a man who belonged to someone else years ago."*

Her words stung, but I had to admit she was right.

*"People grow and change,"* she continued, *"just as Sebastian is changing, you've proven your growth too. Proven yourself worthy of the honor the Goddess has bestowed upon you."*

"But I feel like a fucking mess," I confessed quietly. "All these memories rushing back at once, the happy ones, the painful ones—they're fighting in my mind. I don't know what to trust, who to believe."

*"Trust yourself,"* she stated firmly. *"You're finally ready now. Your mind is strong enough to bear the weight of the truth and our power. Now, Thea, when you wake up, you'll face what I promised before, a revelation you never anticipated."*

"What revelation?" I asked nervously, my heart racing.

*"You'll know,"* she answered mysteriously, her form slowly fading. *"Wake up, Thea, and face your destiny."*

I bolted upright, gasping for air like a drowning person finally breaking the surface. My senses were instantly flooded with countless inputs—sounds, smells, sensations—everything so clear and powerful, as if I was truly perceiving the world for the first time.

As I regained consciousness, I found myself lying on the bed in my old house. Jaxon stood nearby, while Sebastian knelt at the bedside, phone in hand, apparently about to call an ambulance.

The moment my eyes met Sebastian's, something within me suddenly awakened, like a flame being ignited. An unprecedented, powerful pull formed between us, a soul-shaking connection established in an instant.

I realized what it was. Though I'd never experienced it before, I just knew.

*"That's right, Thea. Sebastian and Orion are the mates the Goddess chose for us,"* Diana's voice confirmed.

I saw golden light flickering in Sebastian's eyes—he clearly felt the same thing I did. So this was Diana's revelation—Sebastian was my mate, we shared a destined connection. My heart nearly burst with joy and satisfaction. This was exactly what I'd fantasized about in my youth, dreaming endlessly at each mating ball that Sebastian would recognize me as his fated mate.

No wonder his wolf Orion always responded to me, and I—though unaware I had a wolf—was always drawn to Sebastian.

But then, a painful thought hit me: Sebastian knew we were already divorced, yet deliberately concealed it, letting me believe we were still together. He used my amnesia to bind me to him again. And I, like a fool, fell back into my attachment to him.

Anger surged through me. "You fucking lied to me!" I shouted at him. "We were already divorced!"

Sebastian's expression shifted from surprise to fear and guilt, his lips parting slightly as if struggling to explain.

"Thea, let me explain," his voice trembled, which was extremely rare for him. "I know I fucked up, but I need to tell you why."

My mind was chaos, memories and emotions tangled together: the hurtful words and actions from our past, his unconditional tenderness during my amnesia, the newly discovered mate bond, and his deception about our divorce. Everything collided wildly in my head.

I'd once desperately loved a man who hurt me, and now I discovered I still had feelings for him—even before today's mate revelation—only this time, he seemed to love me too.

But was any of it real? Or was he just taking advantage of my vulnerability? What if he only wanted back the obedient, unconditionally loving wife he once had? The thought made me sick.

I shook my head. "Not now, Sebastian," my voice was surprisingly calm. "I need time, need to be alone. I have to leave."

I stood up, stumbling slightly. Sebastian immediately moved forward to steady me, but I instinctively pushed him away.

The force of that push far exceeded my expectations. Sebastian was thrown across the room, slamming hard against the opposite wall with a tremendous crash. The wall instantly cracked, forming spider-web fractures.

The room fell deathly silent. Jaxon stared at me, mouth agape, while Sebastian slid down the wall, staring at me in shock, clearly realizing something unusual had happened.

"Thea, you..."

I looked down at my hands, feeling both excited and terrified. Diana's power was flowing through me—I felt my nails lengthen and sharpen, a very faint layer of silver fur appearing on my hands before quickly receding back to normal.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, knowing the push wouldn't truly harm someone as strong as Sebastian, but I was definitely scared by my own power. "I need to go. Really."

Without waiting for their response, I grabbed the keys and fled the house, my heart pounding like thunder.

As I drove, my thoughts spun wildly, constantly analyzing Sebastian's actions. Diana remained silent—I knew she wanted me to figure things out on my own. I couldn't ignore the fact that he concealed our divorce, using my amnesia to pull me back into his life. It was manipulation, making me believe our marriage was still intact, making me fall for him again.

But I couldn't help wondering, if he only wanted to control me, why was he so gentle and attentive? Why did he work so hard to rebuild our relationship, even willing to wait for me to develop feelings for him again? If he had no genuine feelings for me, he could have maintained the cold husband persona from our seven-year marriage without emotional investment.

And I had to admit, the time we spent together was real, those warm and happy moments actually happened. I saw a very different Sebastian, one willing to change for me, to give unconditionally.

But he still deceived me. He could have told me everything, let me choose whether I wanted to give us another chance. Instead, he chose to make decisions for me again, just as he had for the past seven years.

I gripped the steering wheel tighter, knuckles turning white. The truth was so complicated; I didn't know how to handle my feelings for Sebastian. But now, there were more urgent matters.

I don't remember how I got to the police station, but when I stood at the reception desk, I could feel everyone staring. I knew I must look terrible—hair disheveled, eyes probably red and swollen, clothes wrinkled.

"Is the Chief in?" I asked the officer at the desk, trying to make my voice sound normal.

"No, it's his day off," the officer replied, frowning.

"Please call him and tell him Thea Sterling needs to see him regarding the attempted murder case," I said, trying to remain patient, but I could feel anxiety building.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but I can't do that," his tone was somewhat cold.

I felt a surge of anger, power beginning to stir restlessly, seeking release. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but it didn't help. My eyes began to heat up, and I knew they were changing color.

*"Calm down, Thea,"* Diana's voice gently intervened, guiding me. *"Control your emotions."*

I took another deep breath, but anger still burned inside me. "This is important," I said, my voice low with an absolute authority similar to what I'd only felt from Sebastian before. "An innocent person is about to go to prison while the real culprit walks free."

The atmosphere instantly chilled, and the officer clearly noticed the change in my eyes. He took a step back, his face filled with terror.

"I'll... I'll call him right away," he hurriedly grabbed the phone.

I sat in the corner waiting, hands nervously tapping my knees, my head pounding. Too much had happened today—my wolf awakening, memories returning, finding my mate, and Sebastian's deception. Not to mention suddenly remembering a crucial fact.

Chief Hawthorne arrived in less than thirty minutes. He saw me sitting in the corner, forehead pressed against the wall trying to ease my headache.

"Thea?" he approached cautiously. "Are you alright?"

I looked up, watching him flinch at my expression. I must look frightening right now.

"Need your office," I said shortly, my voice hoarse.

He nodded, helping me up. After entering his office, he closed the door and asked with concern: "What happened?"

"I want you to release Aurora," I said bluntly.

He stared at me in shock, as if he couldn't believe what I'd just asked.

"Why would I do that?" he asked, confused.

"Because I've regained my memories," I took a deep breath. "Before I lost consciousness, I saw who shot me. It wasn't Aurora."