The prophecy echoed through every corner of the supernatural world:
"After a decade, under the Blood Moon, Kanika shall be reborn."
Ten years passed faster than war, fear, and silence could fade.
And on the tenth year, the sky over Badalghati once again turned an unnatural crimson.
The witches, wolves, and other supernatural beings all felt it — a pulse of magic, sharp enough to cut through the air.
It was the signal the prophecy had foretold.
Somewhere, Kanika was returning.
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A Mother's Last Fight
Deep within the abandoned part of the enchanted forest, a terrified woman ran through the shadows — Kavya, a young and powerful witch from a noble bloodline. She was in labor, breath collapsing in her chest, blood running down her legs, but her only thought was:
"My child must not fall into Tara's hands…"
She knew the truth no one else did: Her unborn baby wasn't ordinary —
her child carried Kanika's soul.
The rebirth had already chosen its vessel.
Every contraction felt like magic tearing the ground beneath her feet. With one final cry, under the Blood Moon, she gave birth to a baby girl.
The moment the baby breathed her first air, power rippled outward like a shockwave —
a force no one could ignore.
Kanika — reborn.
Kavya cradled her daughter to her chest, sobbing with love and fear.
The air around them thickened. A familiar, dreaded magic crept close.
Tara.
The forest trembled as she appeared, her eyes burning with hunger and triumph.
"So the prophecy was true… Kanika has returned."
Kavya shielded her baby, even as her body weakened.
"She will not be yours."
Tara took a step forward, voice sharp as a blade.
"Don't be foolish. You can't stop destiny — and destiny favors me. Give me the child."
Kavya did the impossible — she teleported herself and the infant away, using every last ounce of power in her veins.
She landed near a roadside on the human side of the portal, soaked by rain, trembling, barely conscious.
There, parked under a dim streetlight, was a car.
Inside slept a woman — Ragini Jaiswal — her infant son on her lap, and her husband Virendra inside a shop buying medicines for their baby.
Kavya staggered toward the car, hands shaking. She carefully placed the newborn in Ragini's arms, adjusting the blanket so the woman wouldn't wake.
She pressed a soft kiss on her daughter's forehead.
"Live. Be loved. Be safe."
Kavya turned away from the car and ran back toward danger —
not to escape, but to protect her child one last time.
Tara found her instantly.
"Where is the child?"
Kavya didn't answer. There was no need — her smile said everything.
That smile enraged Tara more than any spell ever could.
Dark magic wrapped around Kavya's throat, crushing bone and breath.
But Kavya used her own death as a spell trigger — an ancient enchantment of her ancestors.
The moment her heart stopped beating, a brilliant flash of golden energy released and formed into a locket of protection.
The locket vanished from the supernatural world and reappeared around baby Meera's neck, sleeping peacefully in Ragini's arms.
Kavya's sacrifice sealed Meera's fate.
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Unbreakable Protection
The locket burned Tara's searching magic every time she tried to trace the baby.
The spell was flawless.
No witch could locate Meera. No wolf could smell her scent. No coven could sense Kanika's powers inside her.
A child protected from the entire supernatural world.
Tara let out a scream that shook the trees.
"Very well… let the world raise her. But when the day comes… she will belong to me."