Chapter 80 

JACE 

“You come from an ancient bloodline. Your ancestry traces back to royal wolf families, when Primal 

Wolves ruled our kind.” 

My grip on Aria tightened involuntarily. 

“The royal families?” I asked. “I thought they were just legends.” 

“All legends begin with truth,” she replied. “Long ago, the Primal Wolves grew arrogant with their power. They were forced to disappear until now.” 

She turned her gaze to Aria. “And you, human child. You were chosen to bond with a Primal Wolf. 

Your soul resonates with his wolf.” 

Aria gripped my hand tightly. 

“But…” My voice caught as confusion twisted into anger. “If Aria is my true mate, then what was 

Vanessa? Why did I feel bonded to her?” 

The Goddess’s face darkened. “A mistake. Dárk magic interfered with your path. Vanessa was never 

truly your mate.” 

“Dark magic?” I growled, Phantom stirring inside me. 

“Yes. Someone used forbidden rituals to create a false bond. I tried to correct this error, but by the 

time I found a solution, Vanessa was already carrying your child. I chose not to interfere.” 

Aria’s hand squeezed mine. “Was it… was it our connection that made Jace’s former mate leave him?” 

Her voice carried worry.. 

“No,” the Goddess stated firmly. “That was entirely her choice.” 

Relief washed over Aria’s face, visible even in the moonlight. 

“There’s more,” the Goddess continued. “Jace, your bloodline traces directly to the last royal princess. 

Now that the Primal Wolf inside you has awakened, you are the rightful king of all werewolves.” 

Silence fell over the clearing. Even the night creatures seemed to pause at this revelation. 

“King?” I finally managed, my throat dry. “That’s impossible.” 

“It is your birthright,” she replied simply. “But I understand this is overwhelming. I give you one year to decide whether to accept the throne.” 

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I glanced at Arla, concern flooding through me. Arla is only eighteen. This responsibility. 

“Is for both of you to consider together,” the Goddess finished for me. “The choice belongs to you 

both.” 

She stood, her form beginning to shimmer with moonlight. “My time here grows short. Remember what you’ve learned. Trust each other. Your bond is stronger than you know.” 

With those words, she faded into the moonlight, leaving us in stunned silence. 

Aria and I remained seated, absorbing everything. My mind raced with implications, dangers, responsibilities. 

“We’ll figure this out together, okay?” I finally said, turning to face her. “This is huge, but we’ll find the best path forward.” 

She nodded, her face determined despite the exhaustion–evident in her eyes. “I know, Jace. I have faith in us. We’ll figure it out together.” 

Gabriel approached, but before he could speak, Aria stood and faced him directly. 

“Gabriel, I owe you an apology,” she said, her voice steady but remorseful. “I didn’t tell you right away about gaining my wolf. I wanted to surprise you, not shock you. I’m sorry.” 

Gabriel’s stern expression softened immediately. He pulled her into a gentle embrace. “There’s nothing to forgive, little deer. You’ve given me the greatest gift–seeing you become who you were meant to be.” He stepped back, looking between us both. “I’m proud of you, little deer. Both of you make me proud.” 

Aria’s grandmother stepped forward, tears glistening in her eyes. She simply nodded, unable to 

speak. 

Aria straightened beside me, her voice stronger than before. “We can tell the Pack members about my wolf–they’ll be excited to know their Luna has awakened. But the other matters…” She glanced at me meaningfully. 

I nodded in agreement. “The royal bloodline and throne–that stays between family and the Betas for now. We need time to think before making any announcements.”