Chapter 127
The god-killer blade stopped an inch from Elara’s heart. Time froze.
Everyone stared in shock as the weapon hung in the air, unable to move forward. “Impossible,” Marcus whispered.
Baby Love floated down and touched her mother’s chest. Where the blade had almost entered, golden light spread across Elara’s skin. “You cannot kill love,” the baby said simply.
“Love protects itself.” The weapon collapsed to dust in Marcus’s hands.
But before anyone could celebrate, the sound of cars roaring up the driveway filled the air. Dozens of them.
“More are coming,” Lydia warned, looking out the broken window. The first truck burst through the front gate.
Armed figures jumped out, wearing black outfits with a silver symbol – a dead wolf with a crown.
“Hunter’s Alliance,” Selene breathed in fear. “How did they find us so fast?” Leading them was a figure that made everyone’s blood run cold. Celeste Rivers.
But this wasn’t the broken, crying Celeste from minutes ago.
This Celeste wore military gear and carried guns that hummed with supernatural energy.
“Surprise,” she called out joyfully as her soldiers surrounded the house. “Did you miss me?” “Celeste?” Elara gasped.
“But you were just here. You were crying, apologizing “That was my twin sister, Sera,” Celeste laughed.
“She’s always been the weak one. I sent her to spy on you while I gathered my real friends p>
Kael stepped forward, rage blazing in his eyes. “You used your own sister?” “Family is just another tool,” Celeste shrugged.
“Speaking of family, hello Marcus. Ready to finish what we started?” Alpha Marcus looked confused. “What are you talking about p>
“Oh, you didn’t know?” Celeste’s smile turned nasty.
“I’ve been working with the Hunter’s Alliance for months. Who do you think told them about the promise children?” The pack members gulped.
Mrs. Henderson covered her mouth in shock. “You betrayed your own kind?” Tom demanded.
“My own kind was weak,” Celeste spat. “Bowing to an omega. Accepting monster kids as their future leaders.” She pointed to her soldiers.
“These people understand the truth. Supernatural animals are dangerous. They need to be controlled or destroyed p>
“Starting with those abominations,” she pointed at the floating children. The Hunter’s Alliance troops raised their weapons.
Each gun glowed with the same dark energy as Marcus’s broken blade. “God-killer bullets,” one soldier declared.
“Blessed by every major faith. Forged in holy fire. Nothing magical can survive them p>
“Not even prophecy children,” Celeste added with satisfaction. Ronan moved to protect his family.
“Why are you doing this? We grew up together!” “We grew up in a lie,” Celeste responded.
“Pretending monsters could live peacefully with people. But I’ve seen the truth now.” She pulled out a tablet showing news video. Cities on fire.
Supernatural animals fighting in the streets. Humans screaming in terror. “This is happening everywhere,” she said.
“The moment your brats were born, every supernatural being on Earth went crazy with power hunger p>
“That’s not our fault,” Darian countered. “Isn’t it?” A new voice spoke from behind the troops.
A guy stepped forward wearing a white coat covered in religious symbols. His eyes burned with fanatic fire. “Dr. Vincent Cross,” he introduced himself.
“Head researcher for the Hunter’s Alliance. And I can show these children are exactly what we feared p>
He held up a device that beeped wildly near the babies.
“This measures supernatural energy flow. Normal werewolf children score a 5. Adult Alphas hit 20 at their peak p>
The device’s screen showed impossible numbers as it pointed at the floating children.
“These infants are reading 500. Each.” Gasps echoed through the crowd.
“That’s more power than most gods,” Dr. Cross continued. “And it’s growing every minute.” “So what if it is p>
Elara ordered, clutching her babies protectively. “So they’re weapons of mass destruction,” Cross answered coldly.
“Weapons that could accidentally destroy continents when they have temper tantrums p>
“They would never hurt anyone,” Kael maintained. “Wouldn’t they?” Celeste pulled out another tablet.
“This is live footage from Tokyo.” The screen showed a crying magical child throwing a fit.
Every building within ten blocks crumbled from the sound waves.
“That baby is only half as powerful as one of yours,” Cross stated. “Imagine what nine of them could do together p>
Some pack members started nodding. The fear in their eyes grew stronger. “You see?” Marcus said proudly.
“Even other supernatural children are destroying towns. These nine will end the world p>
“Which is why they must be contained,” Cross stated. “Studied. Their power gathered for the greater good.” “Over our dead bodies,” Ronan growled.
“If necessary,” Celeste said easily. She raised her hand, and fifty weapons pointed at the family.
“You have two choices. Surrender the children willingly, or we take them from your corpses p>
“There’s a third choice,” baby Justice said quietly. All eyes turned to the floating baby.
“We leave. Forever. And you never see us again p>
“Unacceptable,” Cross snapped. “Your existence threatens human survival.” “Then what do you want?” Elara asked desperately.
“Your children’s lives,” Celeste said frankly. “Dead, they’re safe. Alive, they’re the end of everything p>
“But first,” Cross added with scientific excitement, “we’ll study them. Learn how their power works.
Maybe we can create weapons from their parts.” The nine children looked at each other sadly.
“You really believe we’re monsters,” baby Hope said, her voice breaking with sorrow.
“You really think we want to hurt people,” baby Love added, tears running down her tiny face.
“We only wanted to help,” baby Peace whispered. “To make things better,” baby Joy sobbed.
The pack members watched their future leaders cry. Some faces began to soften with doubt. Maybe they’d been wrong.
Maybe these really were just kids who wanted to help. But before anyone could change their mind, Celeste made her move.
“Fire!” she screamed. Fifty god-killer shots flew toward the family.
The children’s protective shield flared to life, but the blessed ammunition punched through it like paper. “Impossible!” Selene gasped.
“Holy weapons beat supernatural defenses,” Cross explained with pleasure. “Every time.” The shots struck home.
But instead of hitting the children, they hit the triplets. Kael, Ronan, and Darian had thrown themselves in front of their family at the last second.
All three brothers fell, golden blood spreading across the floor. “No!” Elara screamed.
The children’s cries of pain shook the entire house. Windows burst outward.
The roof began to cave in. “Look what you made them do!” baby Courage charged the soldiers.
“You killed their fathers!” “And now,” baby Wisdom added, her infant voice deadly cold, “you will face judgment p>
The air around the Hunter’s Alliance started to change.
Their guns started melting in their hands. “Fall back!” Cross ordered.
“The children are going nuclear!” But as the soldiers tried to withdraw, they found themselves trapped.
An invisible wall surrounded the land. “You wanted to contain monsters?” baby Justice asked.
“Now you’re contained with us,” baby pity said, though her voice held no pity at all. Celeste looked around in growing fear.
“This isn’t how it was supposed to go!” “How was it supposed to go?” Elara urged, cradling her dying mates.
“You were supposed to give up! Hand over the children to save your own lives p>
“We would never abandon our babies,” Ronan gasped, blood frothing from his lips. “Even dying ones?” Cross asked coldly.
Everyone turned to stare at him. “What do you mean?” Darian whispered softly. Cross smiled cruelly.
“The god-killer bullets don’t just hurt supernatural beings. They slowly drain their life force.” He checked his watch.
“Your mates have about ten minutes before they’re completely human. Five minutes after that, they’ll be dead p>
“But there is an antidote,” Celeste added sweetly.
“What antidote?” Elara begged. “Your children’s blood. One drop from each baby could save all three men p>
The catch was perfect. Save their fathers or protect their children.
“However,” Cross added, “draining that much blood from infants would kill them instantly p>
Elara looked at her dying mates, then at her precious kids. An difficult choice. But before she could decide, baby Love spoke up.
“There is another way,” she said softly. “What way?” Kael asked desperately.
“We give them what they really want.” “Which is?” Baby Love’s eyes began to glow with scary power. “To see real monsters p>