Claimed by My Bully Alpha Chapter 423

Aurora’s P.O.V

I sat across from Alice, my hands twisted together in my lap as I tried to gather the right words. Caroline was right beside me, still fidgeting like she wasn’t sure if she had made the right choice in even mentioning what she had seen. Caleb, Damien, and Shane were all there too, quiet but watchful, their eyes darting between us and Alice, waiting for every word that would spill.

“I don’t even know how to explain it without sounding insane,” I finally said, shaking my head. “Caroline said she saw… something. A ring of light, red, glowing, like a portal or whatever you’d call it. She kept insisting it was there. But I swear to you, Alice, I saw nothing. Absolutely nothing.”

I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. “But when she touched me, it appeared. For me. For just a moment. I saw it too, glowing and alive like some doorway. But that’s the thing…I can only see it when I have physical contact with Caroline.”

The room went quiet for a moment, the kind of silence that presses against your skin. Caleb was the first to speak, leaning forward with a slight frown. “You’re sure about this? Both of you?”

“Yes,” Caroline said immediately, her tone sharp. “I know what I saw.”

“Yes,” I echoed, though my voice sounded smaller than hers.

Damien suddenly pushed off the wall where he had been leaning. He walked straight to Caroline, slid an arm around her shoulders, and pulled her close, his jaw tight. His eyes shifted to Alice. “Alright then, explain this to me. How come she was the only one who could see it? You’re telling me not one of you witches—” he gestured vaguely towards Alice and then me “—could sense a thing, but Caroline could? What the hell does that mean? And what kind of danger does this put her in?”

Caroline stiffened a little under his arm but didn’t push him away. Her gaze dropped, as if Damien’s words only made the weight of what she’d seen even heavier.

Alice let out a slow breath, her eyes softening, though there was a shadow of worry in them too. “It means,” she said carefully, “that Caroline is Aurora’s Lunar sister. That connection between them is unlike anything even we fully understand. It defies the boundaries of traditional witchcraft, even the kind that’s been studied for centuries. There are… depths to it that none of us have explored.”

Damien finally spoke, his voice low and steady. “So you’re saying this isn’t something you can explain away. That whatever Caroline saw, whatever both of them saw… it’s tied to that bond.”

Alice nodded. “Exactly. And the truth is—” she hesitated, folding her hands together tightly “—we don’t know the full extent of this phenomenon. It’s astounding. Unprecedented. Even for us.”

Shane’s voice sounded from across the room, his gaze hardened as it landed on Alice. “So what you’re really saying is you have no idea what kind of danger this means for her? For both of them.”

Alice didn’t flinch, but her voice was soft when she answered, “Yes. The portal they saw might be a pocket dimension, something created by magic by Ashton and the wraiths so they can sneak into it when no one is looking.”

Caroline finally spoke up again, her voice trembling but determined. “But you guys will need my help to get into it when it’s time for you to go after Ashton and Maggie. So I don’t care how dangerous it is…I’m willing to do anything I can to help.”

I turned to her quickly, my chest tightening. “Caroline, don’t say that like you’re ready to throw yourself into it. We don’t even know what kind of pocket dimension it is, or where it leads.”

“But I have a chance to help, Aurora,” she said quietly, almost stubbornly. “And if it means I can be there to make sure you guys are okay, I’ll take that chance.”

Damien looked down at her, his jaw flexing, but he didn’t say a word. The room sank into silence again, each of us left with the same heavy truth—that none of us knew what this meant, and yet it had already changed everything.

I leaned back against the edge of the old table, turning to Alice once again, breaking the tense silence. “But if this is about the bond of Lunar Sisters…why can’t I see the portal without Caroline’s help?”

“Aurora,” Alice gave a small sigh, “as far as I’ve read, the Lunar Sisters are like yin and yang. Opposite, yet connected. Interdependent. So it’s very possible that Caroline has inherited some kind of power too, something unlike what we’ve ever seen in witches before.”

Caroline, sitting by the window, let out a short, nervous laugh. “Inherited? You make it sound like I got a family heirloom. But I don’t feel like I have… powers. I just, I don’t know, I feel like a normal wolf. It doesn’t make sense.”

I frowned, shaking my head before Alice could respond. “No. No, that doesn’t sound right.” I leaned forward, my voice cutting sharper than I intended.

“It could also be because of when we formed the circle during the explosion, when that coven sacrificed themselves to save us from Lucas and Harmona. Remember? The barrier was incomplete until Caroline stepped in. She filled the gap. It’s possible she absorbed something… maybe even part of Aston’s magic.”

Caroline’s head snapped toward me, her eyes wide. “Wait— you’re saying I took his magic? That’s insane. I don’t even know how I did what I did that day. I didn’t plan it.”

Alice finally looked up, her brow furrowed. “It’s possible. Magic behaves strangely in moments of chaos. Especially with circles. If she did take in some of Aston’s power, it would explain the portal she sees.”

Caroline crossed her arms tightly. “Great. So now I’m some kind of magical accident walking around? That’s comforting.”

I sighed, rubbing my forehead. “Caroline, no one’s saying you’re an accident. I’m just saying— we don’t know what happened that day. We need to consider every possibility.”

Alice tapped her knuckles on the wooden table, snapping everyone’s attention back to her. “Look, whether it came from the circle or from something deeper in your bond as sisters doesn’t matter right now. What matters is the portal. That’s what we need to focus on.”

Caroline bit her lip, hesitant. “But shouldn’t we figure out what’s happening to me first? What if I lose control of it, whatever it is?”

Alice’s tone softened but stayed firm. “We don’t have the time, Caroline. The full moon is tomorrow night. That’s when the portal will be strongest, and we have to be ready. If we waste time chasing the cause of your powers, we’ll lose the window of destroying the wraiths for good.”

I looked between them, feeling the heaviness settle. “Alice is right. We’ll figure out the truth later. For now… we deal with the wraiths…for good.”

Caroline gave me a long, searching look, then nodded slowly, though her voice trembled. “Fine. Let’s do this. We kick those wraiths back to whichever hell they came from, and we’ll be free of this possession shit for good. Everything else…will have to wait for after tomorrow.”

Alice exchanged a glance with me, and I could tell she was thinking the same thing I was— that we might not have the luxury of ‘after tomorrow.’ But I didn’t say it. Not yet.