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The Council's Suspicion
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Moonlit Secrets Invitation Marked with Blood
The courier had been on the road for hours. The path from Dawn Veil’s medical outpost was narrow, winding through trees and open fields, shrouded in the mist that seemed to hang around everything in the morning. The sun had just started to rise, the light soft and pale, barely pushing through the thick foliage.She arrived exhausted, her horse tired, the bags strapped to the saddle heavy with sealed messages. The small outpost had always been a place of peace, but today it hummed with curiosity. A few children peeked out from behind fences, and the older wolves watched her closely, their eyes full of questions.Without hesitation, she asked for Aria Hartfield, the healer who had earned a reputation among them. She was quickly shown to the garden, where Aria worked, hands deep in the earth, tending to chamomile.Aria straightened when she heard the approach. Her dress was simple, linen, and worn, and the shawl draped across her shoulders loosely hid the swelling of her belly. It had be
Moonlit Secrets The Council's Suspicion
The council estate felt heavier than usual. The grand hall, filled with ancient portraits and heavy tapestries, bore the weight of every decision made within its walls. The air itself seemed thick with power, but also tension. The Alpha council wasn’t just about strategy and alliances—it was about control, and today, Xander could feel that control slipping through his fingers.Xander entered the chamber, every step purposeful, a reflection of the Alpha he was. His black wool cloak, stitched with the insignia of his rank, swirled around him, but his mind was far from the meeting at hand. Since Aria’s departure, the estate felt colder, emptier. Her absence gnawed at him in a way he didn’t fully understand, and today, it was impossible to ignore.Taking his seat at the council table, Xander exchanged brief, practiced greetings with the others. They were the usual suspects—leaders who had earned their place through power and experience. They didn’t waste words, and neither did he.As the
Moonlit Secrets Ashes and Echoes
The new healing centre stood at the edge of a quiet valley, surrounded by pine trees that seemed to stretch endlessly into the mist. Built by the neighbouring Dawn Veil Pack, it was small but crucial, offering care and healing to those who had nowhere else to turn. It wasn’t as large as the infirmary Aria had left behind, but its warmth and purpose were undeniable. This was a place for renewal, not just of bodies, but of hope.Aria arrived before the sun had fully risen, the air still cool with the remnants of night. She wore a simple gray dress, her hair pulled back in a neat braid, and her healer’s satchel hung securely across her shoulder. The journey here had been long and exhausting—days of travel, nights spent tossing and turning with thoughts of all she had left behind. Yet as she stepped into the valley, there was a quiet resolve in her movements. This was her fresh start.At the gate, she was greeted by Head Healer Elric, a tall man with kind eyes that spoke of wisdom earned
Moonlit Secrets The Door She Closed
Xander wasn’t used to silence. Not this kind. The kind that settled into the floorboards and slipped into the corners of the hallways. The kind that followed him like a question he didn’t know how to answer.He entered his study, expecting the usual rhythm of his day—meetings, reports, decisions. But instead, there was a single envelope waiting on the desk. Plain. No seal. Just his name, written in handwriting he would know anywhere.Aria’s.He stared at it for a second longer than he should have, as if not touching it would change what was inside. His fingers moved anyway, breaking it open. No hesitation. But everything in him stilled the moment he read the first line.Please accept my resignation…The words were short. Cold, even. Professional. No warmth. No softness. No room to respond.He read the letter twice, then again, as if meaning would shift between readings. But it didn’t. She was gone. Not thinking about it. Not planning it. Gone.His hand dropped to his side. The letter
Moonlit Secrets The Howl He Missed
The Howl He MissedThe full moon was cruel in its beauty—too bright, too still, casting everything in silver that felt more like silence than light. The forest held its breath. Somewhere in the distance, the pack howled, their voices rising in waves that crashed and swirled above the treetops.Aria stood alone near the edge of the clearing, one hand braced against the rough bark of a pine, the other curled into a trembling fist by her side. She had no plans to join them tonight. Not after everything.They wouldn’t notice she was missing. Not really.A week ago, she might’ve stood among them, her pulse in sync with theirs, her place beside the fire, even if always a little to the side. Now, she was just a name they didn’t speak aloud. A vacancy they’d quietly let happen.Her resignation had been handed in at dawn. It hadn’t felt like a rebellion. It had felt like an exhale.She tilted her head toward the sky. The moon glared down, heavy and expectant.The run had already started. The s
Moonlit Secrets The Name She Will Not Speak
A low wind stirred outside, slipping through the cracks of the cottage like it belonged there. The wooden shutters trembled. Aria stood in the centre of her living room, sleeves rolled to her elbows, a scarf wrapped loosely around her neck. She hadn’t turned on the heater. The chill matched her mood.Boxes lined the floor.Not many. She didn’t own much.A few medical journals, her mother’s shawl, a half-filled jar of thyme she never used but couldn’t throw away. She wrapped everything slowly, her movements careful, like she was packing memories, not things.Each item she touched brought a quiet ache. Not grief—she’d already grieved. This was something softer. A final sorting of what she could take and what she had to leave behind. A decision with every fold, every tie of string.She moved through the house as if the walls were watching.In the kitchen, she ran her fingertips over the empty windowsill where sage and mint once grew. In the living room, her eyes caught the frayed cushion
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