The Human Girl Who Tamed Alpha King Chapter 112

LUCAS

As soon as our front door closed behind us, I pulled Eliana into my arms, burying my face in her hair.

"I was so nervous asking them," I admitted. "When we found out you were pregnant, I was overjoyed. Then when we learned it was twins..."

Eliana looked up at me, her eyes shining. "Tell me again why this is necessary."

I guided her to the couch, needing her to fully understand.

"A normal human can carry one werewolf baby, though it's difficult," I explained, caressing her still-flat stomach. "But two? That's pushing the limits of what a human body can endure."

I swallowed hard. "With my bloodline, there's an 80% chance they'll both be werewolves. Werewolf babies grow faster, larger, and stronger than human babies. Their development puts enormous strain on the mother."

She nodded, having heard this before but letting me work through my fears.

"The transformation to werewolf isn't easy either," I continued, "but in this case, it might be easier for you to endure than carrying twins to term as a human."

I wrapped my arms around her. "We know what we need to do in the coming days."

Eliana leaned against my chest. "Yes, it's worth it. Jace was right—we should be prepared."

"I know, baby. We will be."

She looked up at me with a mischievous smile. "And you won't have to worry about being too rough with me anymore."

I kissed the tip of her nose. "I don't mind, though. I like being careful with you."

Eliana rolled her eyes, and I couldn't help but chuckle.

I pressed my lips to the mark on her neck, feeling her pulse quicken. "This also means you'll be able to mark me."

"Yes," she said. "Finally. All those hungry she-wolves will know you're mine!"

I smiled against her neck, breathing in her scent. "Damn right they will."

ARIA

Five days. Lucas and Eliana had been researching the transformation ritual that whole time. Five days since they'd walked into our living room looking terrified, asking if Eliana could become a werewolf to survive carrying twins. It hurt watching them struggle with this decision - both options came with serious risks.

I was alone in my cabin, looking at the ancient scroll Eliana's father, Dr. Jonathan Stone found. The parchment felt crazy old, all worn edges and faded writing.

The scroll listed what you needed for the safest transformation - the right moon phase, prep rituals, and most importantly, a natural healer. Not just a regular doctor like Dr. Maya, but someone with actual healing abilities.

"Could Eliana's father have this ability?" I whispered to myself, scanning the text again.

The air in the cabin suddenly shifted, growing heavier, warmer. A familiar tingling sensation crawled up my spine. I wasn't alone anymore.

*Aria Silverbrook.*

The voice echoed in my mind, ethereal and ancient. I froze.

"Moon Goddess?" I whispered, barely daring to breathe.

*Yes, child.*

I gripped the edge of my desk, steadying myself. "Why are you here?"

*You seek answers about the natural healer mentioned in the scroll.*

"Yes," I answered, my voice steadier than I felt. "For Eliana's transformation."

*The healer the scroll speaks of is already among you.*

My mind raced through possibilities. "Dr. Jonathan Stone?"

A warm sensation, almost like gentle laughter, brushed against my consciousness.

*No, child. You. You are the healer.*

My breath caught. "That's impossible. I'm human."

*Your humanity does not negate your gift. The blood of ancient healers runs through your veins, dormant but powerful.*

The room spun around me. "My parents..."

*Your birth parents came from a lineage of powerful healers. This ability sleeps within your genetic code. It is one reason you were chosen as Jace's true mate.*

I pressed my palms against my temples. "But I've never healed anyone."

*The ability manifests when truly needed. But beware - this gift is rare and coveted. If word spreads, those who would misuse such power will seek you out.*

My mind reeled with implications. "How do I use this power? How do I help Eliana?"

*Speak with your father Gabriel. Ask him about your birth parents' journals. When the time comes, I will guide you.*

The presence began to fade, the air lightening around me.

*Remember, Aria. Your gift bridges two worlds. Use it wisely.*

Then she was gone, leaving me trembling at my desk.

The door to my cabin swung open moments later. Jace stood in the doorway, concern etched across his face, Phantom's energy simmering just beneath the surface.

"Aria?" His voice was tight with worry. "What happened? I felt your emotions spike through our bond."

I stared at him, still processing what I'd learned. "The Moon Goddess just spoke to me."

He closed the door quickly, crossing to kneel beside my chair. "What did she say?"

"I can save Eliana." My voice sounded strange. "During her transformation. I can be the healer the scroll mentions."

Jace's expression shifted from concern to disbelief. "How?"

"Apparently, I'm from a bloodline of healers." The words tumbled out as I explained everything the Moon Goddess had told me - about my birth parents, my dormant abilities, why I was chosen as his mate.

Jace listened intently, his expression growing more serious with each revelation.

"This changes everything," he said finally, taking my hands in his. "If you truly have this ability..."

"It means I can help people. I can truly be part of the Pack, even as a human."

His thumb traced circles on my palm. "It also means you could be in danger if others discovered this."

The reality of his words sank in. "She said the same thing."

Jace stood, pulling me into his arms. "We need to be careful. We should learn more about this ability before telling anyone except those who absolutely need to know."

I nodded against his chest, breathing in his comforting scent. "The Moon Goddess suggested I talk to Gabriel about my birth parents' journals."

"Let's look at the scroll again first," Jace suggested, releasing me to examine the parchment still spread across my desk.

We spent the next hour poring over every detail, discussing implications and possibilities. Finally, Jace straightened.

"I think it's time to talk to Gabriel."

He closed his eyes briefly, and I knew he was sending out the Alpha call to my father. Less than ten minutes later, Gabriel's familiar knock sounded at the door.

My father entered, his weathered face serious. "Alpha. Daughter. Your summons sounded urgent."

Jace nodded. "It is. Please, sit down."

Gabriel settled into a chair, his eyes darting between us. "What's happened?"

"You know Lucas and Eliana's situation," Jace began. "Their request to transform Eliana to protect her during the twin pregnancy."

Gabriel nodded. "A dangerous undertaking."

"Dr. Jonathan Stone found this scroll," I said, gesturing to the parchment. "It describes the safest transformation method, requiring a natural healer with innate abilities."

Gabriel studied the scroll, his expression revealing nothing.

"The Moon Goddess visited me today," I continued, watching my father closely. "She told me I possess these healing abilities. That they come from my birth parents."

Gabriel's head snapped up, his eyes wide with shock. He gripped the arms of his chair so tightly his knuckles turned white.

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ARIA

"Did you know?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. "Did you know who my real parents were?"

The tension in Gabriel's face answered before his words could. He released his white-knuckled grip on the chair and dragged a hand down his face.

"Bring them," he said quietly. "Bring Nina and Michael here. Now."

Jace didn't question the request. He closed his eyes and sent out another Alpha call. Anxiety gnawed at me as we waited in heavy silence. Gabriel avoided my gaze, staring instead at his clenched fists.

When a knock came at the door, I nearly jumped out of my skin. Nina and Michael entered, their expressions already grave. They must have sensed the tension through the pack bond.

"You called for us?" Michael asked, his voice steady despite the obvious concern in his stance.

I cut straight to the point. "Tell me about my parents' healing abilities."

Nina froze mid-step. She exchanged a quick glance with Michael, then with Gabriel. The weight of unspoken history hung between them.

"How did you discover this?" Nina finally asked.

"The Moon Goddess told me." I let that sink in. "But clearly, you all already knew."

Gabriel stood abruptly, anger radiating from him. "I thought we agreed never to tell her! This secret has already cost too many lives!"

"Dad, calm down," I said, stepping between him and my grandparents. "This isn't helping."

"Don't tell me to calm down!" His voice roughened with the influence of his wolf, Fang. "You don't understand what they're putting you in danger of!"

Nina's voice trembled as she began. "For generations, our families have been connected. Your birth mother's family possessed rare healing abilities, while Gabriel's family—our family—protected them."

"So when the Silver Blade Hunters came..." I started.

Gabriel's rage boiled over. "I tracked those bastards for days. When I finally caught their trail, it was too late." His voice broke. "I found the house torn apart. Your parents were already dead. But you—you'd hidden in that small closet."

I could see the memory torturing him, even now.

"Your mother's last words were begging me to protect you," he continued, fighting for composure. "She and Bree were best friends since childhood. Our families have protected each other for centuries."

"Gabriel, please," Michael tried to intervene. "This isn't Aria's fault."

"Then whose fault is it?" Gabriel shouted. "You two kept this secret even from her parents! If they had known, maybe they could have defended themselves better! Maybe Bree would still be alive too!"

The mention of my adoptive mother hit me hard. I'd been only twelve when Rouge King's followers killed her. For years, Gabriel had been both father and mother to me.

"Dad," I said firmly, stepping directly in front of him. "Look at me. At Fang. Both of you need to calm down."

His eyes, wild with grief and anger, finally focused on mine.

"This won't bring them back," I said softly. "And we need to focus on how this helps Eliana now."

After a moment of internal struggle, Gabriel nodded stiffly and turned toward the door.

"I need some air," he muttered before walking out.

Once he was gone, I turned back to Nina and Michael. "He never got over losing Bree, did he?"

Nina wiped a tear. "No. And carrying the weight of your parents' deaths too... it's been his burden for so long."

"I had no idea," I admitted. "He never talked about my birth parents. I just assumed... I didn't know they were friends."

"More than friends," Michael said. "Your mother was the only human ever invited to Gabriel and Bree's mating ceremony. Our families have protected each other for generations."

I struggled to process this revelation. "All this time, I thought I was just some random human orphan he rescued."

Nina took my hand. "You were never random, Aria. Your mother asked Bree, weeks before the attack, to care for you if anything happened. When Gabriel found you... it wasn't coincidence."

My throat tightened. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"We thought we were protecting you," Nina said, tears streaming down her face. "The healing ability in your bloodline made your ancestors targets. We thought if you never knew..."

"But now I need to use this ability," I stated firmly. "For Eliana."

Michael nodded solemnly. "We'll gather everything we have—journals, records, anything that might help you understand your heritage."

"I have so many questions," I said. "About my parents, about this ability... about why two families, one human and one werewolf, protected each other for so long."

Michael's expression softened. "Your mother's family and Bree's have been connected since the early settlement days. A human healer saved a pack of wolves from extinction during a plague. In return, the wolves swore eternal protection."

"And when Bree and Gabriel mated," Nina added, "your mother was there, despite the danger to a human attending a werewolf ceremony. The Moon Goddess herself blessed their friendship."

"Is that why she gave me Sage?" I asked. "Because of this connection?"

Nina nodded. "We believe the wolf spirit Sage was the Goddess's gift, honoring centuries of loyalty between our families."

They soon left, promising to return with the family records. As the door closed behind them, Jace wrapped his arms around me.

"You okay?" he asked softly.

I leaned into his strength. "I don't know. My whole life just... shifted."

"You know what's amazing?" Jace said, turning me to face him. "I always knew you were special, Aria. Not just because you're human. Finding out about your families' history explains so much."

"I'm still the same person," I whispered. "Human or healer or whatever I am."

"And I love that person," Jace said firmly. "You're my second chance, my only real chance at true love. Nothing changes that."

I touched his face. "Even with all this complicated history?"

"Maybe it was this history that brought us together," he said. "Whatever flows in your blood, whatever abilities you have, I'm grateful they led you to me."

I leaned my forehead against his. "I love you, Jace. Human or werewolf, we found each other across worlds. Maybe our families' friendship paved the way."

As he held me, I felt a strange sense of belonging wash over me. For years, I'd felt caught between worlds—human by birth but raised in a werewolf pack. Now the pieces were fitting together. My birth family and my adoptive family weren't random strangers but connected through centuries of loyalty and protection.

It didn't erase the pain of lost parents or the challenge ahead with Eliana. But for the first time, I felt I truly belonged somewhere—not despite my human heritage, but because of it.