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Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Six
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Second Chance for the Discarded Luna Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Nine
I read the whole letter before the candle burned down.It was not long. Marcus was never a man for long speeches, and he had clearly written it with a shaking hand, because the ink blotted in two places and one line was crossed out so hard the paper had torn. I will not set it all down here. Some things belong to the people they were written for. But I will tell you what it said, because it undid me.He wrote that he had watched me walk out of that room and had known, before the door finished closing, that he had made the worst mistake of his life, and that his pride had held him to it anyway. He wrote that Lyra's voice had told him I was a threat, that Damon's voice had told him the same, and that he had listened to both because it was easier than listening to me. He wrote that he was not sorry about the heir. He was sorry he had let a pup who did not yet exist matter more than a woman who had stood beside him for three years.He wrote: I do not expect to be forgiven. I expect to spe
Second Chance for the Discarded Luna Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Eight
I do not remember handing the children to Petra.Petra says I did it in one motion, Kai in the crook of her arm and Wren's hand pressed into hers, and that I said, "Hold them," in a voice she had never heard from me. Then I was gone. I only remember the stones under my bare feet and the rain in my mouth and the long white line of the north wall running out into the dark."Elena, no!" Nessa caught my sleeve at the end of the wall. "Look at the water! You can't!""He's out there.""The sea will kill you!""Not if I'm not in this shape." I pulled free. I did not look at her face. "Keep the lanterns lit. Whatever you see, keep them lit."I shifted at the edge of the wall.I had not shifted since Blackthorn, not since the night in the courtyard, and the pain of it had always frightened me. It did not hurt that night. It went through me like a door being kicked open, bones and breath and heat, and then I was on four legs in the storm with the world suddenly huge and loud and full of scent.
Second Chance for the Discarded Luna Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Seven
NESSA POVI have given orders to a hundred men in my life, and I have never once been afraid of being heard. That afternoon I was afraid of being loud enough."North wall, on me!" I screamed into the gale. "Doran, ropes! Every rope, every line, every bit of cable! Pell, the grappling hooks! Move!"They moved. God love them, they moved. In two months the harbor crews had stopped treating me as a clever girl in a coat and started treating me as the person who knew where the reef was, and I had never been so grateful for anything in my life.The Blackthorn packet hit the Teeth at ten past four.I heard it more than I saw it, a long sick grinding as her keel dragged across the stone, and then her stern swung round with a groan of timber and stuck. Water boiled white around her hull. She was fifty yards from the end of the north wall and a hundred and fifty from the nearest dry rock, and every sailor on that wall knew what it meant."She'll break up," Doran said beside me, grim. "Ten minut
Second Chance for the Discarded Luna Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Six
The ship came in on the seventh morning, and I told myself I was not at the window.I was at the window."He's early," Nessa said from the doorway, with a cup of tea she had not offered me."I haven't said a word.""You've said it with your whole back." She came in and looked down at the quay with me. The sails were still furled, the crew throwing lines, a figure at the rail already half over it before the gangway touched the stones. "Well. That's him."I did not run down. I want that on record. I took my time, I put on my shawl, I checked Kai's cap twice, and I was only slightly out of breath when I reached the foot of the stairs.Wren was out of the door before me."Papa!" she shrieked, and went across the cobbles like a small and determined cannonball. Marcus dropped his satchel and caught her mid-leap, and I saw him close his eyes for a second, as if the weight of her were something he had been carrying a long way in his dreams."I said it," he told her. "Come back.""Say it again
Second Chance for the Discarded Luna Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Five
Marcus went down on one knee in my kitchen.He did it slowly, careful of the wounded shoulder, until his face was level with Wren's. Nobody breathed. Camille had a hand over her mouth. Finn was studying the ceiling beam with the intensity of a man trying not to be seen."I have to go home for a little while," Marcus said. "There are people there who need me.""Like us?" Wren asked."Not like you. You're the ones I need." He said it so plainly that something turned over under my ribs. "But they have been waiting a long time, and I owe them a visit. So I'll go. And then I'll come back.""When?""In seven days.""How many is that?"He held up his hand and spread his fingers. Then he folded two down, slowly, and showed her. "Five and two. Count them with me."Wren put her thumb back in her mouth and considered his hand with enormous suspicion. Then she took her thumb out and said, "You have to say it again when you come back.""Say what?""That you came back."His throat moved. "I'll say
Second Chance for the Discarded Luna Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Four
MARCUS POV My hands smelled like salt and rope. I was scrubbing them in a bucket at the back of the warehouse when Pell's grandson came running to say I had visitors, and by the time I got up the stairs of Elena's house I already knew.Nobody comes across the sea in mid-season to talk about weather.Camille was in the kitchen, in the same chair she'd sat in when I was twelve and had cut my hand on a broken jar and she'd bound it with a clean rag and said, Don't you dare cry, you're an Alpha's son. Finn stood behind her. Elena sat at the end of the table, still, with her hands flat on the wood. She looked at me when I came in and then looked away, quickly. That was how I knew it was bad, and that it wasn't hers."Sit down, boy," Camille said."I'd rather stand.""I'd rather you didn't fall." She pushed out a chair with her foot. I sat.For a long moment nobody spoke. Down in the street someone was laughing at a joke. The ordinary sound of it was almost unbearable."It's about Damon,"
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