LOGINKrista*For one suspended moment, nobody moved.Then a fresh flurry of gasps swept through the room, louder and more disbelieving than the first. Elder Agatha turned sharply towards Miriam, while Elder Seldrin stared at Jacob as if he had not heard correctly. Matthias's chair scraped against the floor as he shifted in his seat, his eyes widening.But the loudest gasp came from Miriam herself.She shot to her feet so abruptly that her chair struck the floor behind her. The sound cracked through the room, and every head turned towards her.“There must be a mistake!” she cried.Her face had changed. The composure she had maintained so effortlessly a moment earlier was giving way to a rising tide of panic. She looked at Jacob, then at me, her eyes wide as if she expected one of us to explain that this was some terrible misunderstanding.“I am not a spy!” she insisted. “I have done so such thing! Alpha, you cannot possibly believe that I would betray this pack. I have served Red Moon for
Krista*As Jacob and I approached the head of the table, all eight Elders rose to their feet.“Alpha,” they greeted him in unison. Then their gazes shifted to me. “Luna.”I inclined my head in acknowledgment, aware of the weight of their attention as I took my place beside Jacob. The title still carried a complicated weight for me. There had been a time when I had thought I would never return to Red Moon, much less stand at the head of its leadership beside the man who had broken our bond. Now, with our son sleeping safely under this roof and the future of the pack hanging in the balance, I had never been more conscious of what it meant to be here.Garrett and the four other guards stationed inside the room straightened as we reached the head of the table. “Alpha. Luna,” they greeted.Jacob pulled out my chair before taking his own seat beside me. The gesture was brief, almost absent-minded, but I appreciated it all the same. Once I had settled, he pushed his chair beneath him and su
Krista*Instead, Laurel shifted directly into his path, forcing him to stop. Her hands fell to her sides, and the earnest concern on her face gave way to open defiance. Her eyes flashed as she looked up at him, and I saw the first signs of anger break through the composure she had been trying to maintain.“Are you really going to be this petty?” she demanded. “You're going to prevent the pack from receiving my help because of whatever personal issue you have with me?”Jacob regarded her without answering.“Have you forgotten how many times I've sat with you and the Elders?” she pressed on. “How many times we've discussed problems facing Red Moon and worked together to find solutions? I was there when you needed advice. I helped you strategize, and I contributed to decisions that affected this entire pack. So why can't I do that now, when we're facing a threat more dangerous than anything we've dealt with before?”Her voice had risen by the end, and her face had flushed with indignati
Krista*Jacob was an Alpha. He had responsibilities to his pack, a duty to protect the wolves who depended on him, and a lifetime of discipline behind him. But he was also a father who had only just discovered his son, a man who had already lost years he could never reclaim. To learn that Luke was his after the boy lay cold and dead would have been a cruelty beyond anything I could bear to imagine.He might have abandoned every other concern to hunt Asher down.He might have left Red Moon with nothing but rage to guide him, determined to make the Rogue King suffer for what he had done. And if that was what Asher wanted, then the letter made a terrible kind of sense. Miriam had intended to convince Jacob to leave the pack and pursue him. She had planned to send word once he was gone, allowing the next phase of their conspiracy to begin.But what was that next phase?I looked towards the window, beyond which the night lay dark and silent. If Jacob had left Red Moon to hunt Asher, would
Krista*It was surreal to stand in his room, holding undeniable evidence that Elder Miriam had betrayed her own pack and her own Alpha. This was the woman who had cared for him when he was at his weakest, who had helped manage the consequences of the bond breaking, and who had served Red Moon long enough to be trusted with the most private details of the Alpha's family. I had never thought of her as someone who might deliberately conspire against us. Even now, some stubborn part of me wanted to believe there was an explanation that would make the words on the page less damning.But there was no reasonable way to explain away what I had just read.Jacob laid the unfinished letter beside the other papers and returned to the reports. I watched as he sorted through them, his movements increasingly deliberate. His anger tonight was not the loud, explosive kind that made a room tremble. It was colder than that, contained behind a composure that made it difficult to tell how much effort he
Krista*“And when I came back with Luke,” I continued, my stomach twisting, “she could have put everything together. If she knew he was yours, she might have told Asher.”Jacob's expression hardened. The warmth that had lingered in his eyes after our kiss disappeared, replaced by the cold, ruthless look I had seen when he was dealing with enemies of his pack. He turned towards the window, but his attention seemed fixed on something far beyond the darkness outside.“Elder Miriam has been entrusted with more than most wolves in Red Moon,” he said. His voice was low, each word measured. “She is not only an Elder. She is the healer who has tended to my family, to my parents before me, and to the members of this pack for longer than I care to remember. She has had access to our medical records, our private affairs, and information about the condition of our warriors that few others would ever be permitted to see.”He paused, and the muscle in his jaw tightened.“If she has been feeding in
Krista“And then there’s Liam,” she said, her tone dripping with drama. “I heard he’s been sneaking off to the human town again. You know what that means, don’t you?”I raised an eyebrow, leaning in just enough to show I was invested. “What does it mean?”Greta’s voice dropped even lower. “He’s see
KristaI watched from a distance as Greta chased after her three boys, her voice carrying on the wind, strained and full of exhaustion. They were darting in every direction, little whirlwinds of energy, their laughter ringing out in the warm afternoon air. It was a familiar scene, one that made me
KristaI stared at my reflection, willing the hollow look in my eyes to fade, forcing my lips to curve into a passable smile. But the result looked as tired and insincere as I felt inside. Tonight, of all nights, I couldn't afford to let my emotions slip through the cracks. Tonight was about duty,
KristaWhat had I expected? That Jacob would magically fall in love with me just because we’d spent a few years married? That he would look at me one day and suddenly see me, really see me, instead of the shadow I’d become in his life?I let out a bitter laugh, though it sounded more like a sob. Wh







