CHAPTER 94: HEALING THE DARKNESS

Chapter 94: Healing the Darkness

The guardian, who was dying, fell to his knees, where silver blood pooled. The network of souls around them flickered like candles in a storm.

Thousands of lives were being taken away to heal someone who had been terrorizing them for hundreds of years.

"Stop!" Through their mate bond, Kael yelled. "You’re killing everyone!" Liana didn’t back down, though. Instead, she did something that shocked everyone who was involved.

She moved toward the twisted thing and wrapped her arms around it. "What are you doing?" the creature wearing Mira’s face whispered, its stolen body trembling against her. "Something that should have been done long ago," Liana answered softly. "I’m giving you what you needed all along."

She told everyone everything through the network. Not just energy that heals, but also memories. The first time the triplets made her laugh. Talia’s friendship when no one else cared. Marcus treating her with respect despite her omega status.

Her mother’s songs from childhood. Every moment of love, every feeling of belonging, every second of real connection—she shared it all. The creature recoiled like it had been burned. "No! Don’t show me this! I can’t—I don’t deserve—"

"You’re right," Liana said, holding tighter as the creature tried to pull away. "None of us deserve love. But we get it anyway." She felt the entity’s pain through the embrace—millennia of isolation, rejection, and self-hatred.

It was like hugging a thornbush made of pure anguish. Every second of touch sent waves of agony through the network. But she didn’t let go. "I was cast out by my first pack," the entity sobbed, its true voice finally breaking through.

"They called me cursed. Said my guardian skills were unnatural. I spent centuries trying to show I could protect them, but everything I touched turned to ash."

Through the network, Liana felt the old memory. A young guardian, barely older than herself, desperately trying to save his dying pack from a plague.

His powers had been too raw, too untrained. Instead of healing, he had accidentally drained their life force. "I became the very thing I swore to protect them from," he continued. "A monster who destroys everything he tries to save."

"You’re not a monster," Liana whispered, tears streaming down her face. "You’re just someone who never learned how to heal properly." She looked up at the spectral Alphas, their ancient forms blazing around the mountain peak.

"Tell him. Tell him about second chances." The first spectral Alpha stepped forward, his ethereal face kind but scarred with old regrets. "I once led my pack into a fight that killed half our young warriors. For decades, I believed I was unfit to lead."

Another joined him. "I abandoned my mate and children when sadness made me weak. I thought they were better off without me." "I made a deal with dark forces to save my territory," added a third.

"It cursed three generations of my bloodline." One by one, the spectral Alphas shared their failures, their mistakes, their times of deepest shame.

Through the network, every linked soul felt their stories—not as judgment, but as proof that redemption was possible. "We all failed," the first Alpha said softly. "But failing isn’t the end of the story. It’s just the beginning of learning how to do better."

The entity’s corruption began to crack like ice in spring. Underneath, Liana could see hints of what he had once been—a guardian with silver eyes and a heart full of hope. "I don’t know how to stop hurting people," he whispered.

"Then learn," Rowan said, stepping closer despite the risk. "We’ll teach you." "We’ll show you," Jace added, his usual cockiness replaced by genuine compassion.

"We’ll stand with you," Kael finished, his steady strength moving through the network. The entity looked up at them with wonder. "You would trust me? After everything I’ve done?"

"Trust is earned," Liana agreed. "But the chance to earn it? That’s a gift we give freely." She tightened her hug, and this time, the entity didn’t pull away. Instead, he leaned into the touch like a starving man finally offered food.

The change was immediate and overwhelming. As genuine connection flowed through the network for the first time in millennia, the entity’s corruption started to dissolve.

Not violently, like a dam breaking, but gently, like snow melting in sunshine. The darkness that had devoured him for centuries peeled away in layers.

Each memory of kindness, each moment of understanding, each offer of forgiveness acted like a key opening the prison he had built around his heart. But as the healing accelerated, something terrifying started to happen. The air around them started to shimmer and warp. The ground beneath their feet cracked in impossible shapes.

The very fabric of reality began to bend and twist as the entity’s massive power was cleaned. "The energy is too much!" Talia screamed from below, her seer powers showing her glimpses of what was coming. "The world can’t handle this level of transformation!"

Through the network, Liana felt it too. The entity’s power had been corrupted for so long that healing it was like trying to clean an ocean of poison all at once. The raw force of the change was tearing holes in the boundaries between dimensions.

"We have to stop!" Marcus shouted through the link. "The whole realm is fracturing!" But stopping now would leave the entity half-healed—more dangerous than ever. And continuing might destroy everything they were trying to protect.

The entity felt their dilemma and started to pull away. "I should have known. I’m too broken. Too twisted. Some damage can’t be undone."

"No," Liana said firmly, refusing to release him. "We’re not giving up on you." She looked at the triplets, and through their mate bond, she felt their instant understanding. They had one chance to save both the creature and their world. But it would take the ultimate sacrifice.

"The phoenix tears changed us," she said, her voice carrying to every linked soul. "We’re not just dogs anymore. We’re something new. Something that can handle this level of power."

"What are you suggesting?" Kael asked, though she could feel he already knew. "We don’t just heal him," Liana answered, her heart breaking even as she spoke. "We become him. All of us. Together." The network went silent as the consequences sank in.

To fully heal the entity, they would have to merge completely with his essence. Not temporarily, like the network they had now, but permanently.

They would cease to exist as people and become something entirely new. "You’re talking about dissolving our souls," Devon said quietly. "I’m talking about evolving them," Liana corrected.

"Becoming something greater than the sum of our parts." "And if you’re wrong?" Sarah asked. "If we just end up as another corrupted entity?" Before Liana could answer, the cracks in reality spread wider.

Through the gaps, she could see other dimensions pushing in—realms of shadow and chaos that would pour into their world if the healing continued unchecked.

They were out of time. "I trust her," Kael said simply. "So do I," Jace added. "Always," Rowan whispered. One by one, the other souls in the network made their choice. Wolves who had been enemies for generations. Rogues who had never trusted anyone.

Ancient spirits who had been sleeping for ages. All deciding to risk everything for the chance to heal what had been broken. But as they prepared to take the final step, Liana felt something that made her blood run cold.

The entity’s joy at their sacrifice wasn’t pure. Hidden beneath his thanks and hope was something else. Something that felt very much like hunger.