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CHAPTER 59: JURISDICTION

Author: ASHLEY RAY
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The offices were on the fourth floor of a building that had no signage at street level.

This was deliberate, and Leila had noticed it the way she noticed deliberate things — with a specific, quiet approval. A family law practice that served clients who valued discretion had understood, at some point in its history, that the first act of discretion was not announcing yourself. The building was on a street of similar buildings, professional and unremarkable, the kind of street that existed in eve
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    He came alone in the autumn.No warriors. No Beta. Just Darius, on a grey morning, standing at the border of Dark Moon territory, and when the watch patrol found him he had apparently said, simply, that he wanted to speak with Leila if she was willing.Adrian told me. He did not tell me what to do with the information.I thought about it for an afternoon. Then I walked to the border myself.Darius looked different than the last time I had seen him. Thinner. Older, in a way that had less to do with time and more to do with the specific aging that comes from reckoning with yourself. The perfect Alpha posture was still there, but it was carrying something now, not confidence exactly, more like the careful bearing of someone learning to stand up straight under a different kind of weight.We stood in the autumn forest and looked at each other."I'm not here to ask for anything," he said. "I need you to know that before anything else.""All right," I said."I came because…" He paused. "Beca

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    Adrian healed.Mara was furious with him in a loving way that involved a great deal of pointed commentary about silver blades and the specific stupidity of standing between your enemy's weapon and its target without adequate protection. Adrian received this in his usual manner, which was to say nothing and wait for it to finish, but there was a quality to his patience now that was lighter. He was at ease with her anger in a way he had not been before. He let it land. He did not armor himself against it.He was at ease, generally, in ways he had not been before.I watched it happen gradually, the way spring happens, not in a single dramatic moment but in the accumulation of small things. The way he sat at the dinner table now, less contained, sometimes leaning back with his arms crossed in a posture that was almost relaxed. The way Kael, his wolf, had stopped the constant low-level agitation that had been visible in Adrian's movements for as long as I had known him. The way he laughed,

  • THE LUNAR THAT WASN'T ENOUGH    CHAPTER 64: THE GODDESS SPEAKS

    She told us the truth.Not gently. Not with the softening that stories put around difficult revelations. Simply and completely, the way truth arrives when something powerful has decided that the time for confusion is over.The Blackthorn curse was three generations old. Adrian's great-grandfather Aldric had been fated to a woman he chose not to mark, not because he did not love her, but because marking her would have meant sharing power, and Aldric had been unwilling to share what he had spent his life building. He had rejected his fated mate, quietly, privately, telling the world it was her choice.It was not her choice.The goddess did not forget betrayals made in secret. The curse had not been placed in anger but in justice, a correction, applied to the bloodline, so that what Aldric had refused to honor would be what every Alpha born after him struggled most to have. The ability to claim a mate safely. The freedom to love without the love becoming a weapon against the one they lov

  • THE LUNAR THAT WASN'T ENOUGH    CHAPTER 63 : DARIUS COMES

    The news arrived with Garrett at dawn.Silvercrest warriors had been spotted at the eastern border. Not scouts, a full company, perhaps sixty strong, moving fast and with the organized aggression of wolves who had been given a specific objective. Darius was with them. He had been seen at the front of the formation.Adrian received this news in the main hall with Garrett and his senior warriors, and I watched his face go through a very specific process, the brief flash of something that might have been anger, and then the closing down, the calm that was not peace but was the thing that high-functioning Alphas wore in place of peace when there was work to do."He's coming for Leila," Garrett said. Not a question."He's coming because his ego has finally outpaced his judgment," Adrian said. He looked at me. "You don't have to be part of this.""Yes I do," I said."Leila…""He rejected me in front of my entire pack," I said. "He sent rogues to kill me in the forest. He told me to get rid

  • THE LUNAR THAT WASN'T ENOUGH    CHAPTER 62: THE MOMENT BETWEEN US

    "If he has Emilia inside Silvercrest," Adrian continued, "then Darius has already lost control of his own pack and does not know it yet.""Should we warn him?" I asked.Adrian looked at me with the expression he wore when a question surprised him. "You want to warn the man who rejected you and sent rogues to kill you.""I want to warn the pack," I said. "The people in it. They didn't choose any of this."He was quiet for a moment. Then he said, "You are a better person than the situation requires.""Maybe," I said. "But I've been thinking about what kind of person I want to be on the other side of all this. And I don't want to be the kind who lets innocent wolves suffer because I'm angry at their Alpha."Adrian looked at me for a long time."I'll send someone to Jonas," he said finally. "Darius's Beta. He's trustworthy, from what I know. He can decide what to do with the information.""Thank you."He picked up the letter from the table, held it for a moment, then set it back down."Le

  • THE LUNAR THAT WASN'T ENOUGH    CHAPTER 61: THE SPEED OF SLOWING

    She was at the window because of the tea.This was the mundane fact of it — not intuition, not the bond pulling her attention toward the glass at the precise moment she needed to be looking, though she would think about that later and not be able to fully dismiss it. She was at the window because she'd made tea at nine forty-five and the kitchen was warm from the day's heating and she'd carried the mug to the sitting room where the window was cracked two inches, the way she kept it in the evenings, and she'd stood in the particular way you stood when you were too tired to sit and too awake to sleep and the mug was warm in your hands and the city outside was doing its nighttime thing and there was nothing specific to look at.She was looking at nothing specific.Then she was looking at the car.It was at the far end of the street when she first saw it.Moving at the speed of traffic — not slow, not conspicuously slow, just a car on a city street at nine forty-five in the evening in Feb

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