Fated Mate to the Triplet Alpha

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: The Father’s Return

Elara’s heart stopped when the person in the doorway took a step forward.

The man looked just like her father. He had the same soft eyes and smile that she remembered from her childhood dreams.

She asked quietly, "Dad?" He said in a soft voice, "Hello, my little moon." "I’ve been waiting so long to see you." The first Devourer growled.

"Not possible." You’re no longer alive. "I killed you myself." "You killed my body," Elara’s father said quietly.

"But the Creator doesn’t let fathers abandon their daughters when they need them most." Kael stepped protectively in front of Elara.

"How do we know you’re real?" "Because I know things only a father would know," the man said.

"Like how Elara used to sing to her mirror in the pond. Like how she always felt different but never knew why." Tears filled Elara’s eyes. "It’s really you." noveldrama

"It’s really me," he revealed. "And I’m here to fix what I broke." "What did you break?" Ronan asked suspiciously.

"The suppression spell," her father said. "I thought I was protecting her by hiding her power. But I was really making her weak."

The original Devourer laughed. "Too late, old man. Her children are mine now. Her mates are broken. She’s finished."

"Is she?" Elara’s father asked. He looked straight at Darian.

"Tell me, son. Do you want to be free?" Darian’s face twisted with pain. "I don’t know what’s real anymore. I don’t know what thoughts are mine."

"Then let me show you," her father said. He put his hand on Darian’s forehead. Darian screamed.

Dark energy poured out of him like smoke. The compulsion writhed and fought, but Elara’s father held it tight. "I can’t hold it long," he said through gritted teeth.

"Darian, you have to choose. Take back your mind or let the darkness win." "I choose..." Darian gasped. "I choose my family."

The dark energy burst outward, but instead of dissipating, it reformed into a shadowy figure—another version of Marcus, but twisted and evil. "The other Marcus," Evelyn breathed.

"From their timeline." "Clever little Luna," the shadow Marcus mocked. "Though not clever enough to save your precious daughter."

He pointed, and the transformed children—Elara’s babies who now looked older and colder—stepped forward. "Kill her," shadow Marcus ordered.

The children paused. "I said kill her!" shadow Marcus roared. "We can’t," baby Truth said, her voice small again. "She’s our mother." "She’s nothing!" shadow Marcus growled.

"She’s weak! She’s useless!" "No," baby Love said firmly. "She’s ours."

"And we’re hers," baby Wisdom added. The cosmic energy around them began to change, becoming warmer, brighter.

"Impossible," the original Devourer said. "I control that energy." "You control fear," Elara’s father said.

"But love is stronger than fear." "Not always," the original Devourer said. He lunged at Elara. Darian moved without thought.

He threw himself between them, taking the Devourer’s claws in his chest. "Darian!" Elara screamed. "This is it," Darian gasped as he fell.

"The betrayal from the prophesy. But not the way they expected." "What do you mean?" Kael asked, catching his brother.

"The prophecy said one of us would betray you," Darian said to Elara. "But it didn’t say how."

"I don’t understand," Elara said, tears running down her face. "I betrayed their plan," Darian said weakly. "I chose to save you instead of myself.

That’s the betrayal that breaks the curse." Golden light began to pour from Darian’s wound—not blood, but pure energy.

"The mate bond," Ronan realized. "It’s not just linking us to Elara. It’s linking us to the Creator’s power."

"Exactly," Elara’s father said. "And now that all three brothers are truly united..."

The golden light spread to Kael and Ronan, then to Elara herself. "No!" the original Devourer screamed. "This isn’t how it ends!"

"Yes, it is," Elara said. She stood up, power flowing through her like never before.

"This is exactly how it ends." The light spread to her children, changing them back to their true baby forms but keeping their increased awareness.

"Mommy!" they cried happily. "We’re sorry we were mean," baby Truth said. "The bad man made us confused," baby Love added.

"But we always loved you," baby Wisdom ended. The original Devourer and shadow Marcus began to fade as the light devoured them. "This isn’t over," the original Devourer hissed.

"There are other timelines. Other versions of you to corrupt." "Let them come," Elara said boldly. "We’ll be ready."

The villains disappeared with screams of rage. But as the light faded, Elara noticed something wrong. Darian was still bleeding, still dying. "The healing isn’t working," she said hurriedly.

"Because the betrayal had to be real," her father said sadly. "He had to truly sacrifice himself for it to break the curse."

"No," Elara said. "There has to be another way." "There is," a new voice said from the darkness.

Everyone turned in shock as another person stepped forward—someone they thought was gone forever. "Hello, everyone," the visitor said with a familiar smile.

"Did you miss me?" Elara’s jaw dropped. Standing before them was someone who should be dead, someone whose comeback would change everything.

"But you’re supposed to be..." Kael started. "Dead? Gone? Destroyed?" the figure asked happily.

"That’s what everyone thinks. But I’ve been waiting for exactly this moment." "Who are you?" Ronan asked.

The figure’s smile widened. "I’m the one person who can save Darian. But first, you have to make a choice, Elara." "What choice?" she asked desperately.

"Give up your power permanently," the figure said. "Trade your abilities for his life."

"Done," Elara said quickly. "Not so fast," the figure said.

"If you give up your power, you can’t protect your children anymore. Can’t fight the threats that are coming. Can’t be the Luna your pack needs."

"But I can be the mother my children need," Elara said strongly. "And the mate my triplets need." For the correct order please visit

"Even if it means everyone you love will be in danger?" the person asked.

"We’ll face that danger together," Elara said. "All right then," the figure said.

"But first, let me tell you who I really am." The figure’s look began to shift and change.

"I’m not just someone you know," the figure said. "I’m someone you created."

"What?" Elara gasped. "I’m your fourth child," the figure said.

"The one you didn’t know you were carrying. The one who’s been protecting you from the dark all along."

"That’s impossible," Evelyn said. "Is it?" the figure asked.

"Or is it exactly what you’d expect from a Luna who’s powerful enough to create life without even knowing it?"

The figure’s final form was revealed—a teenager who looked exactly like Elara but with the triplets’ eyes. "Hello, Mom," the teenager said.

"I’m here to save our family." "But if you’re my child," Elara said, "then using your power to save Darian..."

"Will probably kill me," the youth finished. "Yeah, I know." "I won’t let you," Elara said strongly.

"You can’t stop me," the youth said with a smile. "I’m your kid. Being stubborn is in my DNA."

She put her hands on Darian’s chest, and golden light began to flow.

"Besides," she added as her own form began to fade, "someone has to make sure Dad doesn’t die on his first day back."

"Wait!" Elara screamed. "I don’t even know your name!"

"Hope," the girl said as she disappeared. "My name is Hope." Darian’s eyes opened, fully healed.

But Hope was gone. And in the distance, new shadows began to gather—enemies drawn by the massive show of power.

"The war is coming," Elara’s father said sadly. "And now they know exactly where to find us."