Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SEVENThe request is still on my kitchen table.I want to be precise about what I mean when I say that, because precision is the habit two years have built in me, and I won't abandon it for a closing paragraph.The request is still on my kitchen table in the sense that I haven't answered it yet — not in the sense that it's gathering dust, not in the sense that I'm avoiding it. I'm thinking about it carefully, the way I've learned to think about things that matter. The way I was taught, by a year of building and a year of being tested, is the right way to approach significant choices: honestly, patiently, with the full accounting, without rushing to the yes or the no before the thinking is done.I've told Yolanda. She read the eight sentences and said: I don't know what this is either. Which means we'll figure it out together. That's the right attitude.I've told Daria. She said: this is what the methodology was always going to grow toward, eventually. You built a practice for this kind of w
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIXThe request arrived on a Tuesday in the third week after I got back, forwarded by Hunter with a message that was longer than his usual brief flags: I don't know what this is. I've never seen anything exactly like it. I wanted you to see it before I sent it on with any context, because I think the context I'd add might shape how you read it before you've read it yourself.That, from Hunter, was its own kind of information.The message itself was short. Shorter than Valla's letter, shorter than the Compact's initial inquiry, shorter than most significant things that arrived in my professional life. Eight sentences. No institutional designation. No name I recognised. No request for discretion. No flattery, no framing, no attempt to position the ask as something other than what it was.What it was, was this: a request for a specific kind of reading, in a specific context, that was unlike anything in my experience or, as far as I could tell from eight sentences, unlike anything in the exis
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIVEHe told me the rest of it on a Sunday, two weeks after we got back, in the deliberate unhurried way that he'd always brought to the things that required the most care.Not the morning — the afternoon, the particular Cascade Sunday light, tea already on the table, neither of us anywhere we needed to be."I want to tell you the full version," he said. "Not because you've been waiting, or because I think you need it. Because I want to have told it. I want you to have it, and I want to have given it to you, and I think I'm finally ready.""I'm here," I said.He told it steadily, without stops that I filled, just the account itself — the person who'd managed him, the specific shape of the manipulation, the three weeks he'd described as the incident, the gradual, deliberate dismantling of the version of himself that had trusted easily and moved through the world with the assumption that people were mostly what they appeared to be.He was seventeen. He had trusted someone who deserved the tr
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FOURThe apartment was exactly as I'd left it.This shouldn't have been remarkable — I'd been gone nine weeks, not nine years, and the apartment was well-maintained and the plant had been watered by the same building resident who'd apparently been watering it since my first season — but it was remarkable, in the specific way that familiar things become remarkable after an absence long enough to give you back the capacity to see them clearly.The north-facing window. The particular quality of the light at this hour. The roofline of Cascade visible in the way I'd spent seasons learning was mine — familiar not because I'd grown up with it but because I'd chosen it, specifically, by staying long enough for it to become the roofline I knew.I stood in the doorway for a moment before going in, the way I sometimes stood in the doorways of significant moments, taking the measure of where I was.Eamon was behind me — we'd traveled back together, and he'd carried my heavier bag up the stairs with th
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY THREEThe last session of the engagement was with Valla alone, two days before I was due to travel home, and I'd built it into the structure from the beginning — not as a debrief, not as a formal conclusion, but as a space for the honest accounting that I'd learned, over two years of building the practice, was as important as any other part of the work.What I owed Valla, at the end of nine weeks of significant engagement, was an honest account of what the work had cost me and what I'd observed about the cost as it accumulated — not for her professional record, not for any institutional purpose, but because she was the commissioning party and she deserved to know what she'd asked of me so she could hold that knowledge appropriately if she ever made a similar request in the future.I told her the full accounting.The level had been higher than a Cascade season, sustainably so across the nine weeks, but higher. The specific cost of the mapping sessions — particularly the fourth, sixth, and se
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY TWOHe stayed for the final week, which hadn't been part of the original plan — he'd arranged his work to allow for it, a flexibility that told me something about how seriously he was taking the question he'd said he wanted to ask when we got home.I didn't manage his presence in the communities the way I might once have managed it. He was simply there, available, and I let whatever happened between him and the people he encountered simply happen, the way I'd been letting things happen between him and the significant people in my life across the past year. My mother. Hunter. Now Valla.I found out afterward what they talked about.He came back from a walk with her on the third day of his final week, in the late afternoon, and sat down across from me at the kitchen table with the quality of someone who has just had a significant conversation and is still absorbing it."She asked me about the blank," he said."And?""She's the first person outside of you who's asked me about it with genuine
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THE ALPHA'S UNWANTED LUNA
The continent had four major werewolf kingdoms lycaria, ulfmark, luparia, skolgard, these kingdoms operated more on monarchy than on pack rules and on the surface looked like they were at peace with each other. Behind the scenes though, ulfmark was plotting evil.
Lucan Ashborn, the emperor, the supreme alpha of Lycaria has one rule: never trust a Dread moor. Ever since his childhood, Duke Dreadmoor, one of the great alphas, has murdered the royal family one by one through devious schemes. So when the duke’s daughter, Selene, becomes the queen, Lucan wants nothing more than for her to disappear from his life worse still she is one without a wolf. But as he learns more about his queen and her suspicious past, he begins to realize Selene might not be who he thinks she is. And as much as Lucan despises his wife, Selene can’t bring herself to loathe him—but she also has to play the part of her father’s puppet in order to survive while learning who she really is. Can this seemingly ill-matched Alpha and Luna work through a maze of secrets, schemes, and sorcery to find their way to each other?
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Chapter: 5Lucan couldn’t understand why she stared at him like that every now and then when she usually ignored him. Every time she did, his hatred for Selene grew even more.“Do you expect something to change when you stare at me like that? Or at least don’t complain anymore about not having any duties… Take care of this as soon as possible.” Lucan pushed for an answer from Selene, not bothering to hide his annoyance.“I will,” Selene replied after a beat, her voice barely audible.“Thank you, Your Majesty!” Odette said to Selene in a naively cheerful tone, and the maids gulped.“I think that’s enough for lunch. I’d better get going. I wish to spend some time alone with Odette,” Lucan said.Odette looked up as he rose from his seat, hardly having eaten anything. Odette was the only one in the garden who didn’t realize Lucan always left first without eating much at all.Lucan gave Odette a look, and she awkwardly got up from her seat to curtsy to Selene.The king and the lady left the ba
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Chapter: 4The two didn’t eat dinner together that often. And when they did it was usually silent or the Alpha vexed for being in front of a demon’s spawn. But once, Selene had been the first to speak during their usual silence-filled meal. It had been about four months since their wedding.“Your Majesty, might I suggest that you sleep in my bed chamber tonight?” Selene asked in a nonchalant tone, as if she was only offering for the sake of asking.“Why should I do that, my queen?”“I thought it might be good to do so at least once.” It was an ambiguous and boring reason.“Why? Is your father urging you?” Lucan asked with the usual mocking expression he wore whenever he spoke with the queen.Lucan was well aware that the duke had begun going in and out of the queen’s chambers more often recently. The queen spent a long moment cutting up her food, then finally answered, “Father is only worrying for his daughter. He doesn’t want me to be lonely”“I’m sure you know better than anyone, my queen, tha
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Chapter: 3The first thing he did upon barging into the room was demand that she speaks.“I beg your pardon…?” Selene asked.She was sitting on the bed in her robe, her long golden hair undone. She looked up at Lucan, startled.“I heard that you said that you were going to have a word with me. So, tell me what it is that you wish to say.”“Oh… Your Majesty, it’s just—”“Do you realize how I feel about your family?”His question cut her off, not allowing her to finish her sentence. Lucan’s face was icy, but he was calm and so was his voice. Yet, there was a distinct hint of rage in it.Selene sat there and looked up at the man who was now her husband for a long time. Lucan met her eyes and gazed back, waiting patiently for her response.“I do.” Selene’s reply finally trickled past her lips. Her voice was lowerthan expected.Lucan found her knowing answer ridiculous and scoffed despite himself.“You do? So, you know that I despise the Dreadmoor’s and would get rid of everyone in the empire with t
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Chapter: 2Selene Dreadmoor was the beloved, precious daughter of Duke Dreadmoor, who was said to be more powerful than the king. There was a rumor that, as she was born frail, the duke had had been carrying his daughter everywhere ever since she was young so that she didn’t have to walk. Another rumor said that he had assigned her numerous servants so that she never had to lift a finger. But the most believable one was that he did that because he knew his daughter was without a wolf, which would have been an issue seeing as she was supreme Luna of the kingdom, but her father had moved heavens to put her there.In any case, Selene Dreadmoor was Duke Dreadmoor treasured only child. Wolf or no wolf. The duke never let her out of the house once because he cherished her so much. And this was precisely why the king of Lycaria, Lucan Ashborn, despised Selene Dreadmoor so much.“Sel…” the duke murmured.“It’s all right, Father. Don’t worry.”On the day of the wedding, Lucan yawned as he stood back and
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Chapter: 1It was the one-year anniversary of the wedding of Lucan Ashborn the emperor, supreme Alpha of Lycaria, and Duke Dreadmoor precious daughter, Selene Dreadmoor. The capital had been in a festive mood for the past week celebrating the imperial marriage and there was a celebratory banquet held at Highmoon, the capital’s palace.The people were perplexed by the unexpectedly proper display of various celebrations and banquets. There wasn’t a single person in the empire who didn’t know that the Supreme Alpha strongly disliked the Luna. In fact, he didn’t simply dislike her. He loathed her.Everyone had expected the Supreme Alpha to completely ignore the anniversary, but once they witnessed the grand celebrations, a hopeful doubt arose in them. But at the palace banquet held on the day of the anniversary, they realized their hopeful doubt was in vain.There wasn’t a single word exchanged between the Supreme Alpha and Luna, despite the banquet having been arranged to celebrate their marriage a
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