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Chapter 66.
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Beasts of the Moon Chapter 69.
Iris. Wednesday, 2nd July. Next day… Noon. We drive into Agnes’ home after our tour of the Herewit meat farm. State of the art, truly. Modern machinery everywhere, the air thick with the metallic tang of meat and blood. Too familiar. Too sharp. Standing there earlier among the livestock and workers, listening to Agnes’ practiced words, I swore I suffered déjà vu. Like I’d already walked that ground once before. Like I had lived the life before. The tension between Willa and Agnes when we first met had been sharp, clipped greetings exchanged like they were swords. But as the hours passed, their stiffness melted. They spoke like old friends, about children, about motherhood. Agnes even joked about Gerald and me raising little cubs someday. Now, in her home, I can’t shake the ache gnawing at me. Her daughter’s photos line the wall. Each time I glance at them, a strange chill pierces me. Her dark eyes, her whole face, mirror mine too closely. Not envy. Not jealousy. Something else.
Beasts of the Moon Chapter 68.
Erianna. I stagger back, horror choking me as Oleen’s words sink in. My chest tightens, my breaths shallow and frantic. She’s lying. She has to be lying. Calling that woman Iris Herewit? No. No. It isn’t possible. A chill swarms me, sharp and unnatural, cutting deeper than the cold air around us. “It’s not possible… Gerald said the healer told him she died. Iris died. She didn’t survive my attack that night.” My voice trembles as the memory claws its way back, bloody, merciless, alive inside me. Patrick’s neck snapping beneath my jaws. His lifeless body falling. Iris bleeding, broken, and barely breathing. She couldn’t have survived. She shouldn’t have, just as the healer had said. “You don’t believe me, do you?” Oleen’s sneer slices into my ears, louder than my own pulse pounding like war drums. I grip the hood of my car for balance, nails digging into metal, my body weak. She’s close behind me now, I feel the pull of her darkness. “Did anyone ever see her body? Did the healer sh
Beasts of the Moon Chapter 67.
Iris. Meanwhile. “Oh, Iris.” Gerald’s mum exhales, sinking back into the bed. “I don’t know what I would have done without you here.” Her smile is soft, worn with age and relief. I smile back, tucking a blanket carefully over her legs. The night is cold, and the doctor said Primrose and I should keep her warm so the ache in her leg won’t return. When she relaxes, I start gathering the things I used; creams, towels, loading them back into the cart. I turn for one last glance at her. She’s still watching me, her eyes tender, fixed on me without shame. “Gerald is lucky to have you, Iris. Especially after all he suffered. You're a joy to him.” Her words land deep, stirring something warm in my chest. I can’t hold it in. I answer honestly. “And I’m lucky to have him too. He’s…the most beautiful gift I could’ve been given, considering the life I’ve lived.” My voice wavers at the edges, shadows of the past threatening to intrude. A pause. Then her voice, cautious. “Tell me what happen
Beasts of the Moon Chapter 66.
Erianna.Evening.It’s evening and I’m huddled with Ephraim and his cohorts in the basement of a bar. One of his loyalists owns the place. The air down here reeks of smoke, roast meat, and stale beer. Werewolves loyal only to Ephraim crowd the table.“I say we storm the Ford mansion and take Gerald down. Why wait for Simon and Gerald to play by the rules of engagement? We just need to make sure he’s killed…”“No!”The word rips out of me before I can stop it. I shove to my feet, eyes blazing at Rudy for daring to say such a vile thing so casually. Every gaze cuts to me, their faces still but their thoughts loud in my head.How dare she speak out of place?She forgets her place as a female.Just because she’s his mate…I block them out and pin my focus on Ephraim. His expression doesn’t condemn me, his eyes stay lidded, unreadable. Watching. Measuring.“No killing my brother. No killing my family,” I say, voice sharp but steady. “Harm him, incapacitate him, but you will not kill him.”
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Iris.Tuesday, 1st July. Next day.Morning.My eyes flicker open to the sharp edge of Gerald’s voice cutting through the quiet. He’s on the phone, pacing.“No. I want the elders to hear me out! I didn’t kill anyone. Damn it, I’ve stood by you all for years, and you think I’d murder over a fucking business deal? One I didn’t even agree to?”He tears the phone from his ear and stabs at the screen.“Shit.”His back is to me. Bare. The wolf tattoo snarls across his muscles, alive in the morning light. A shiver laces through me, memories of the dreams that haunted me for years, dreams of the man with the wolf tattoo and the locket. The man who turned out to be real. A werewolf. My husband.And now that husband is struggling to clear his name, over a crime he didn't commit. He didn't tell me much about the challenge or the fact that his locket was found at a murder site, but word spread like wildfire here. And the news reached me. The tension in his shoulders is a storm right now, and my h
Beasts of the Moon Chapter 64
Oleen Ramleigh.Midnight.I stare hard and long at Iris Herewit as she sleeps in Gerald’s arms. The same arms I once claimed as mine. An emotion too alien for my body slowly weaves its way into me, curling deep, rooting in my center like a venomous seed.After Luke left, pain wracked me. It shook me until it reached my very core and settled there, festering. I lay on the ground, shame eating at me, cursed by the very gifts that were meant to be blessings. Condemned never to be loved by any mortal, while I was bound to love every mortal unconditionally. My phone rang endlessly, but I ignored it. At some point exhaustion claimed me.And in sleep, I saw something. A vision of a room I was told never to enter. A forbidden place in my own house. A voice whispered in my ear, urging me to come find it.When I woke, I obeyed. My feet carried me to the basement, to the hidden door. It swung open before I even touched it. Strange, yes, but my life has always been made of strange.Inside, the ai
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