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Seraphina’s POV 1

The medical wing of the training facility was smaller than the field hospital | remembered from the border, but it

carried the santiseptic smell that made my enhanced senses wrinkle in distaste. Lucas led us down

a corridor lined with treatment rooms, his pace measured and respectful.

“The injuries are severe but not life-threatening,” he explained as we walked. “Two claw wounds from rogue

attacks, and one with internal bleeding from a fall during patrol.”

“How long have they been here?”

“Since yesterday morning. The pain medication is helping, but they're not healing at the normal rate. There's

something about these rogue attacks lately-the wounds seem designed to prevent natural recovery.”

Damien’s hand found the small of my back, a gesture that was both protective and grounding. | could feel his

concern radiating through our bond, his wolf Alex pacing restlessly beneath the surface as we approached

the treatment area.

“Sera,” he said quietly, “promiseyou'll stop if you feel even the slightest bit dizzy.”

| turned to face him, placing my hand over his heart. Even through his shirt, | could feel the rapid beating

that betrayed his worry despite his composed exterior.

“I promise,” | said softly. “But Damien, | feel different now. Stronger. | don’t think it’s going to affectthe

way it did before.”

His silver-blue eyes searched my face, looking for any sign of the fragility that had nearly costmy life just

weeks ago. What he saw there seemed to reassure him slightly, though I could tell he wasn’t entirely

convinced.

“Trust me.”

Lucas cleared his throat diplomatically, though I caught the hint of a smile on his lips. “The first patient is just

through here.”

The treatment room contained three beds separated by privacy curtains. The first patient was a young male

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warrior, maybe twenty-two, with angry claw marks across his left shoulder and chest. Even from the doorway, |

could smell the infection beginning to set in despite the medical team’s best efforts.

“Hello,” | said gently, approaching his bed with slow, non-threatening movements. “I'm Seraphina. How are

you feeling?”

The warriors eyes widened as he took in my scent, his wolf clearly recognizing my alpha status despite his

weakened condition. He tried to sit up straighter, but a wince of pain cut the movement short.

“Luna,” he said respectfully, though his voice was strained. “I'm... I've been better, ma'am.”

“What's your name?”

“David, Luna.”

“Well, David, I'd like to try something that might help with your pain. Would that be all right?”

He nodded eagerly, hope flickering in his dark eyes. “Yes, please. The doctors said it might be weeks before

I'm back to full strength.”

| placed my hands gently over his wounds, feeling the familiar warmth beginning to build in my palms. But

this time, instead of the draining sensation | remembered from before, the energy flowed easily, naturally,

like breathing.

The healing light that emerged from my hands was brighter than it had ever been, a warm golden glow that

seemed to pulse with its own rhythm. | watched in fascination as David's wounds began to close, the angry

red inflammation fading to healthy pink skin.

But what surprisedmost was how effortless it felt. Where before, healing even one person had left me

dizzy and exhausted, now it was as easy as lifting my hand. The power flowed throughlike a river, strong

and steady and completely under my control.

“Incredible,” David whispered, staring down at his completely healed chest in amazement. “I can’t even feel

where the wounds were.”

“How do you feel?” | asked, stepping back to assess his condition.

He flexed his shoulder experimentally, then sat up with fluid ease. “Like nothing ever happened. Better than | felt

before the attack, actually.”

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Behind me, | heard Damien’s sharp intake of breath. When | turned to look at him, his expression was a

mixture of awe and something that looked almost like pride.

“Next patient,” | said with a smile, feeling more confident with each passing moment.

The second warrior had deep puncture wounds on his thigh and calf, injuries that would have taken months

to heal properly and likely left him with a permanent limp. The third suffered from internal bleeding that had

the medical staff monitoring him around the clock.

| healed them both in quick succession, each treatment flowing as naturally as the last. The golden light

seemed to grow stronger with each use, and | could feel Ayla practically purring with satisfaction in the back

of my mind.

*This is what we were meant to do, she said contentedly. *This is who we really are.*

When I finished with the third patient, | turned to find not just Damien and Lucas staring atin wonder,

but a small crowd of medical staff and other warriors who had gathered to witness what was happening.

“Are you feeling all right?” the head of medical asked with barely contained excitement. “Any dizziness,

fatigue, anything at all?”

| took a mental inventory of my physical state, surprised to find that | felt exactly the sas when I'd

started. If anything, | felt more energized, as if using my abilities had somehow recharged rather than

drained me.

“| feel fine,” | said honestly. “Completely fine.”

“Remarkable,” the doctor murmured, making rapid notes on his tablet.

Damien stepped closer, his hands framing my face as he searched my eyes for any sign of the exhaustion that

had nearly killedbefore.

“You're sure you're all right?” he asked, his voice low and intense.

“I'm sure,” | said, leaning into his touch. “More than all right, actually.”

The relief that flooded his features was so profound it nearly brought tears to my eyes. Without warning, he

pulledagainst his chest, his arms wrapping aroundwith desperate gratitude,

“I was so scared,” he whispered against my hair. “When | saw you start to heal them, all I could think about

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was you collapsing in that field hospital.”

“That won't happen again,” | said with absolute certainty. “Whatever was blocking my true nature before, it's

gone now.”

“Can we sit somewhere quiet?” | asked. “I think I've figured something out, and | want to share it with you.”

He nodded, leadingout of the medical wing and toward a small garden area behind the main building. The

afternoon sun was warm on my skin, and the sound of wind through the trees created a peaceful backdrop

for conversation.

We settled on a bench beneath an old oak tree, and | turned to face him, gathering my thoughts.

“I've been thinking about what's happened to me,” | began, “about why my omega nature suddenly

disappeared and my alpha abilities awakened.”

“And?” he prompted gently when | paused.

“I think my parents did something towhen | was little,” | said slowly. “Skind of protection spell or

enchantment that hid my true nature.”

Damien frowned, considering this. “That's possible, | suppose. Ancient alpha families were known to have

access to that kind of magic.”

“Think about it,” | continued, my excitement growing as the pieces fell into place. “I was the daughter of an

Alpha and Luna, which should have madea born alpha. But somehow, | manifested as an omega instead.

And not just any omega-the most powerless, submissive kind possible.”

Damien said thoughtfully. “If someone was hunting your family, they would never think to look for an alpha

heir among the omegas.”

“Exactly. And the timing of when it lifted...” | placed my hand over my still-flat abdomen. “I think my parents’

spirits somehow knew that | had found my true mate, that | was safe and loved and building a family of my

own.”

“So they gave you back your birthright,” he said softly.

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