Inicio / Werewolf / Bound to a Dying Man / Chapter 128: Maeve's Fall

Compartir

Chapter 128: Maeve's Fall

last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-11-03 05:58:33

I took the paper.

It was folded twice and it was soft at the creases and there was a date at the top in Lorcan's neat hand and there was a name under it.

Soren.

I read it.

It was short. It said that the Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack had signed the paper and the bond had been placed and the binder had left the coast. It said that the Alpha was failing and that the pack would be ready for a steward by autumn. And it said that the Beta of the pack had been of great service and was to be confirmed in the seat when the territory was settled.

I read it twice.

"Maeve," I said.

Maeve stood in the gate with her copper curls loose and her hands folded.

"It is not what it looks like," she said.

"It is a letter from the Council envoy to the elder Soren and it says the Beta of the Blackthorn Pack has been of great service." I looked up. "It is dated the spring. It is dated before the false bond was placed."

The yard went up.

It went up in a roar and the four guards at the gate came forward and the nine came forward and Colm was shouting something I could not hear.

"Silence," I said.

The yard did not go silent.

"Silence," I said again, and this time it went quiet.

"Luna," Maeve said. "I did not write that letter."

"You did not have to write it. Lorcan wrote it and he wrote it about you." I came down off the step. "You went to Lorcan in the spring. You told him the Alpha was failing and the pack was ready for a steward. And then in the summer you went to Lorcan again and you traded us for a seat and you came back and you brought a Ravenscar flag into this house."

Maeve's face had gone white.

"I went to Lorcan in the spring," she said. "I went to him because the Alpha was dying and the pack was starving and there was nobody else in this house who would go. I told him the truth. I did not know about the false bond and I did not know about the steward and I did not know about any of it."

"You went to him in the spring and you went to him again in the summer." I looked at the letter. "And in the autumn you took the patrol routes north and gave them to Ravenscar and there were twenty wolves on my ridge three nights ago with torches."

"I did not give them the patrol routes."

"You did. Colm found the map in your room and it had your hand on it and it had the north track and the east wall and the second and third hour written on the back."

Maeve looked at Colm.

Colm looked back at her.

"I found it," he said. "I am sorry, Beta. I found it and I gave it to the Luna and I would do it again."

Maeve stood in the gate.

And then she did a thing I did not expect.

She put her hand into her coat and took out a knife.

The yard went back.

"Put it down," I said.

"I am not going to use it." Maeve looked at the knife in her hand. "This is the knife I have carried since I was fourteen years old. It was my father's and his father's before him and it has never once been drawn on a wolf of this pack."

"Put it down, Maeve."

She put it down on the stones.

"I did go to Lorcan in the spring," she said. "I went to him because I have held this house together for nine years and there was nobody else to go. And he told me he would help the pack and he told me he would find a way to settle the tithe and I believed him because I wanted to believe him." She looked at me. "I did not know about the false bond. I did not know about the steward. And when I found out I went north with the ledger and I put it in front of a pack that did not owe Soren anything and I told them what was in it."

"And then you went to Ravenscar."

"I went to Ravenscar because Callum was the only wolf in the north with six wolves and a boat who would listen to a Beta from a coast with no Alpha." She looked at me. "And then I brought the flag into this house and I have been sorry for it every day since."

The yard was silent.

"Maeve," I said. "You took the patrol routes north."

Maeve's jaw worked.

"I did not take them," she said. "I wrote them down in my room because I was going to give them to Callum if the Council would not listen and I did not want to and I did not do it." She looked at me. "And then I rode north with Eamon and I brought a witness into a chamber who said you murdered your mother."

"You did."

"I did." Maeve's voice cracked. "And I have been riding back for three days to bring you that letter because it was in Lorcan's room in the north and I took it and I have been bringing it to you since."

The yard was silent.

"Take her," I said.

The four guards came forward.

Maeve did not resist. She stood in the gate with her copper curls loose and her hands at her sides and let them take her arms.

"Luna," she said. "There is a thing I have to say before you take me north."

"Say it."

"I have been Beta of this pack for nine years and I have wanted the seat since before Ronan took it and I have done a great many things I am ashamed of." She looked at me. "But I have never once betrayed this pack. I have been a fool and I have been a coward and I have been a wolf who wanted a seat more than she wanted to be honest. And I did not give the patrol routes to Ravenscar."

I looked at her.

"Take her to the cellar," I said. "And put a guard on the door."

They took her.

Ronan came and stood beside me.

"Fiadh," he said. "Do you believe her?"

I looked at the letter in my hand.

"I do not know," I said. "And there is a vote in the north in the morning and a boat at the pier and a Council that has been told the claim is a fraud." I folded the letter. "We go north tonight and we take Maeve with us and she can say it in front of the elders."

And down in the harbour, the Council horn sounded a fourth time.

Continúa leyendo este libro gratis
Escanea el código para descargar la App

Último capítulo

  • Bound to a Dying Man   Chapter 197: The Bond That Stayed

    The letter from the keepers sat on the kitchen table for three days before I answered it.It was a short letter in Mairéad's walnut-faced hand, and it said that the keepers had found a spring on the far west coast with the founder marks still on the walls, and a mark in the water that had not been given in two hundred years, and a young wolf in a fishing village who could not shift and did not know why. They wanted to know whether the Luna of the Blackthorn Pack would come and look at it.I read it four times. Then I put it under the sugar bowl and went out to help mend the kilns.On the third evening Ronan found me on the harbour wall with it in my hand and sat down beside me without saying anything. The tide was coming in and the boats were lifting off the mud one by one, and the light was going long and orange over the hills."You have not answered it," he said."I have been busy.""You have been mending a kiln that Aisling told you three times not to touch." He put his hands in hi

  • Bound to a Dying Man   Chapter 196: The Homecoming

    I came up out of the spring with my mother's hand in mine.She was lighter than a wolf should be. I carried her up the stair with Ronan on her other side and Padraig going ahead with the lantern, and the water ran off her grey coat and left a trail on the stone, and none of us said a word until we were out in the open air under the stars. Then she opened her eyes and looked at the sky for a long time and said, "Is that the same moon?""It is a different moon," Padraig said. "Ten years of them."She thought about that. She was very thin and her fur had gone the colour of ash, and when she shifted back into her human shape she was so light that Ronan took off his coat and wrapped her in it and carried her the rest of the way up the hill. She had grey hair, my mother, and green eyes like mine, and a face I had not seen since I was sixteen years old.The pack house was full when we came in. Aisling had got the fire going and the kettle on and there was a clean bed made up in the small roo

  • Bound to a Dying Man   Chapter 195: The Price of Peace

    The spring took three days to open, and in those three days the Blackthorn Pack counted what it had lost.I did not go down to the Council seat on the first night. Padraig put his hand on my shoulder on the cliff and said, very quietly, "A spring that has been sealed for ten years does not open in an hour. You will need all your strength for the rite, and you will not have it if you go down there tonight with a dead wolf at your feet and a fight still in your blood." I did not like it. I stood on that headland with the wind pulling at my coat and the old keeper's body laid out on the grass behind me and I wanted to go down the hill and into the dark that same hour. Padraig waited. He has a great deal of patience, and he has spent a good part of his life using it on me."You are no good to her dead," he said.That was the argument that worked. I went back to the pack house and Ronan brought me a bowl of soup that I do not remember eating, and I slept for sixteen hours with the mark on

  • Bound to a Dying Man   Chapter 194: The Final Battle

    The old keeper was fast for a wolf his age, and he was clever, and neither of those things saved him.I came in low and took his foreleg out from under him, and Ronan hit him from the other side before he could get his feet back. The pack was on him then, a ring of teeth that closed and opened and closed again, and he fought his way out of it twice and both times we put him back on the rock. The third time he did not get up.He lay on his side on the grass with his grey flank heaving and blood on his muzzle, and he looked up at me with those pale eyes and said, in the voice that lived inside my head, "You have a mark on your wrist that I did not put there. What is it?""You tell me," I said. "You are the one who made it."His eyes went to my foreleg and the mark on it, and something moved across his face that I had not expected. Not anger. Relief."The rite has a witness," he said. "Every rite needs a witness, and the founders wrote it so that the witness could never be the same wolf

  • Bound to a Dying Man   Chapter 193: The Last Enemy

    We went north to Falcarragh the next morning with eight wolves and Padraig, and the mark on my wrist stayed cold the whole way.The road up the coast is a narrow thing that runs between the sea and the hills, and the wind comes off the water without anything to stop it. I sat in the back of the cart with my coat collar up and watched the mark on the inside of my wrist. It had not warmed since the Council steps. It sat there beside the gold crescent, small and dark, and every mile we put behind us it seemed to me it got a little colder, the way a stone gets colder the deeper you dig it out of the shade.Nobody talked much. Padraig had his old leather satchel on his knees and his blue eyes fixed on the horizon, and Ronan drove the cart himself with his jaw set, and the eight Blackthorn wolves who had come along ran the verge on four feet in a loose scatter, and their breath showed in the air.The old house at Falcarragh stood on its own above a stony beach, a long low farmhouse with a s

  • Bound to a Dying Man   Chapter 192: The Council Reformed

    The new law was passed in a room that smelled of fresh paint because the old Council chamber had been scrubbed out and the scrubbing had gone deeper than anyone expected. I went down for the vote because Ronan went down for the vote and because the Blackthorn Pack had a stake in it, and I sat in the gallery with Nessa on one side and Oisin on the other, and I listened to eleven Alphas argue about the future of the coast for six hours.The old Council of Alphas had been nine elders and a rule that said whatever the elders decided was law. The new one was different in every way that mattered. Every pack on the island got a seat and a vote, the elders lost the power to make bonds or rule on territory, and the whole thing was written down on paper that any wolf could ask to see. Ronan had drafted half of it in the fishing gear room with a pencil stub and a mug of cold tea, and when Elder Colm read the clause about willing marks aloud the gallery stood up and cheered for so long that Colm

Más capítulos
Explora y lee buenas novelas gratis
Acceso gratuito a una gran cantidad de buenas novelas en la app GoodNovel. Descarga los libros que te gusten y léelos donde y cuando quieras.
Lee libros gratis en la app
ESCANEA EL CÓDIGO PARA LEER EN LA APP
DMCA.com Protection Status