Moonlight In Chains (Trinity and Asher) novel Chapter 147

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**CHAPTER 147**

The clearing lay enveloped in a profound stillness, the moon casting its silvery glow upon the landscape, illuminating the surface of the lake that shimmered just beyond the trees. Rafe had vanished into the surrounding shadows, yet the unsettling atmosphere lingered, thick and palpable. That tension fractured like glass the moment a hooded figure emerged fully into the moonlight.

With deliberate slowness, he drew back his hood. His silver hair glistened under the celestial light, and his eyes—sharp, commanding, and utterly foreign—swept over the pack, the relics scattered about, and finally, they settled on me. My heart faltered, a sudden jolt of fear and disbelief coursing through me.

“My sister,” he stated, his voice low, yet it resonated with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. The very trees seemed to lean in, as if the forest itself held its breath in anticipation.

“Are you f*****g kidding me?” I shouted, my voice echoing in the stillness, drawing his gaze toward Eryx. “How many others are there?” I demanded, my heart racing.

“You only have two older brothers. I promise,” Eryx reassured me, his voice steady but tinged with an underlying tension.

“Are you absolutely sure? Because until tonight, I had no idea I had any!” I exclaimed, frustration bubbling within me.

He radiated power, yes, but there was a calmness about him, a control that spoke of someone who had been preparing for this moment for what felt like an eternity. He didn’t seem surprised by my outburst; rather, he appeared to expect it.

“You… you survived?” Eryx eventually whispered to his son, his tone barely above the rustling leaves, a mix of disbelief and awe coloring his words.

“Yes,” my brother replied simply, his expression unwavering. “Kaelen hid me. I wasn’t meant to reveal myself until the time was right.”

I turned my gaze toward the pack. Their jaws were set tight, eyes wide with shock. Even Dennis, who typically wore an expression of stoic indifference, stared in disbelief at this unexpected stranger. The energy radiating from him was unmistakable, a powerful force that intertwined with the very bloodline that flowed through me, Eryx, and now, astonishingly, through him as well.

Rafe’s shadows twisted and flickered ominously across the clearing as he assessed the newcomer. “What—who is this?” he growled, his voice laced with barely contained rage.

“My brother,” I replied, and in that moment, a surge of power radiated outward from him. It wove itself into the energy connecting me, Asher, Gage, and Arlo. Rather than overwhelming our bond, it fortified it, binding us together and reinforcing the strength that had kept the shadows at bay.

Eryx’s voice took on a reverent tone. “I never knew… I thought you were lost to us.”

“I was meant to remain hidden,” my brother spoke softly, his words deliberate. “Kaelen ensured my secrecy. I have been watching, learning, and waiting for this very moment. For you, for the pack, for the battle that truly matters.”

My heart raced, a whirlwind of questions swirling in my mind, but there was no time to ponder. Pafe was already advancing, shadows writhing around him like serpents, jagged and vicious. “You think your arrival changes anything? You cannot stop me!” he snarled, his voice dripping with contempt.

I felt the bond flare, urgent and powerful. I glanced at Asher, who nodded in silent understanding, his hand finding mine. Gage’s eyes met mine, burning with determination, while Arlo’s mark glowed softly, steadying the energy that surged around us. My brother stepped closer, his energy pulsing in perfect harmony with ours.

“We hold it together,” I shouted, my voice rising above the chaos. “All of us. Now!”

The pack surged forward, every warrior contributing their strength. Energy coursed through every limb, every heartbeat. My brother moved seamlessly among us, his control over his energy precise and deliberate. He didn’t dominate; he uplifted, guided, and strengthened us.

Rafe lunged, tendrils of shadow reaching out like grasping hands. The force of his attack collided with ours, the clearing erupting in a cacophony of light and darkness. Trees trembled, leaves scattered like confetti, and the air hummed with an energy so dense it felt almost tangible. The shadows shrieked, twisting and recoiling, desperately trying to strike where they could, but the bond between us—now including him—was unbreakable.

I felt the power swell within me, stronger than anything I had ever experienced. The energy of the Eclipse, the legacy of our bloodline, pulsed in my chest. Asher’s steady strength anchored me. Gage’s fiery energy surged forward, breaking through the shadows. Arlo’s presence kept our flow balanced. And my brother—my unknown, silver-haired brother—added his strength at precisely the right moments, reinforcing every push, every wave, every strike.

Rafe screamed, struggling to maintain control over the shadows, but with every step back he took, it was forced by the combined might of the pack. The shadows began to splinter and fracture, their shrieks echoing through the trees, but it was futile. We were too strong, too united.