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Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna 89
THALIA- I woke to the soft, rhythmic sound of breathing and the low hum of the morning wind against the windowpane. For a few seconds, I simply lay still, floating in the rare warmth of actual rest. The heavy furs wrapped around my shoulders felt soft and heavy, holding in the heat of the night we had just shared. But as my eyes adjusted to the bright morning light spilling across the wooden floorboards, I saw Rael. He was sitting in the high-backed wooden chair near the window. He was fully dressed in his dark tunic and leather trousers, sitting completely still with a small piece of folded parchment resting across his knee. His broad hands were resting on the armrests, his dark eyes fixed on me with a heavy, quiet intensity. He had the distinct look of a man who had been sitting with a complicated truth for an hour, patiently waiting for me to join him in the waking world. I sat up slowly, pushing the thick blanket down to my waist. I did not bother with pleasantries or sof
Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna 88
RAEL-I sat at the dark mahogany desk in the corner of the archive room at two in the morning, holding a single sheet of freshly copied parchment in my right hand. The lamp beside me flickered, its low yellow flame dancing against the damp stone walls, casting long shadows across three hundred years of pack history stacked on the floor.I read the annex language once. I read it twice. Then I set it flat on the leather desk mat and simply looked at it.Three hundred years.I had been Alpha King of the Great North since before the inter-pack accords were even drafted in the blood-stained council chambers of year 412. I was in the room when the quill touched the vellum. I had lived alongside those accords for over two centuries, treating them as the absolute, immovable bedrock of my territory’s legal existence. I had read the accord documents in full—every clause, every amendment, every trade agreement, every boundary line.And yet, sitting right here in front of me was a single, misfile
Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna 87
NARA's pov The archive, in my experience, was a living thing. Not in the supernatural sense—I was nineteen years old, I had been working in this archive for a full year, and I maintained a healthy, uncompromising relationship with precision. My methodology was simple and absolute: I recorded what I found, precisely as I found it, and I did not claim a single millimeter more than the physical evidence supported. But the archive was living in the sense that it responded to you if you asked it the right questions. You had to know what you were looking for. If you went into an archive looking merely for confirmation of what you already believed, you would inevitably find it, carved into biased ink by men long dead. But if you went in with a genuine, unvarnished question, the archive had a way of turning under your hands, pointing you toward things that looked remarkably like answers. I was sitting cross-legged on the cold stone floor at eleven at night, surrounded by three sprawli
Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna 86
THALIA Gerard had chosen his stage with calculated precision. He did not call for an emergency session of the High Council, where the formal, unyielding mechanisms of pack law applied—where statements had to be documented, cross-examined, and bound by official record. Instead, he made his move at the morning pack address. It was an open forum where the rules were soft, the rhetoric could run unvetted, and the audience was the pack itself rather than the elders. I learned the details from Valerie. She entered the archive room shortly before noon, carrying the specific, sharp expression of someone who had witnessed an execution and was deciding in real time how to characterize the instrument. She sat down at the heavy wooden worktable, smoothing the front of her dark tunic with a single, deliberative motion. "He is very good at this," she said. "Yes," I replied, not looking up from the lineage parchment I was annotating. "He has had a long time to practice." Valerie leaned back, w
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Rael- I went to her room because the question of whether someone was running Gerard was in the study with me, and it was a large, heavy question. I had examined it from every available angle, and I did not yet have enough pieces to answer it. Looking at a question you cannot yet answer is a particular kind of frustration—one I had learned three centuries ago to distinguish from looking at a problem that simply required more work. This was the former. I could not solve it tonight. I needed more information, specifically the intelligence Imogen’s contact would bring regarding Delia’s location, and that would not arrive until morning at the earliest. I went to Thalia's quarters because it was the right place to be with an unanswerable question. Not because she had the answer—she possessed no more information than I did—but because being in the same space with her settled the specific quality of frustrated uncertainty into a completely different register. I knocked once. She opened th
Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna 84
I felt the shift in the pack before I saw it. It was a subtle, microscopic change in the air, the kind of quiet atmospheric pressure I had spent my entire life learning to read from inside restricted spaces. It wasn't direct. People didn't point, and they didn't whisper loud enough for the echo to carry down the stone corridors, but the quality of their movement was different. During the initial recognition period, people had looked at me with an open, cautious curiosity—a collective, breathless waiting to see what the Alpha King’s chosen mate would do. This morning, that open curiosity was gone. It had been replaced by a measuring, guarded quality. They looked at me the way people looked at an object they had been instructed to re-examine, searching for the hidden crack or the dark flaw they had been assured was there. I tracked it from the high window of the archive room. I watched the guards at the perimeter gate lingering a second too long when my name was mentioned in the rota
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THALIA’S POVMy heart squeezed painfully in my chest, and I felt like a bird trapped in a cage made of my own ribs as I stuttered, “I… you, sir—”His gaze didn’t falter for a single second. He stood there looking like a god of war, tall and terrifying, while he growled, “I won’t repeat myself anymor
Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna 3
RAEL’S POV“Witchcraft?” She stuttered, her face going pale instantly, before she started coughing and awkwardly swallowing her saliva.“Pardon?”I stepped back, the movement sharp and predatory. I refused to meet her gaze again; those gold eyes were too bright, too haunting for a killer. Don’t get
Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna 2
THALIA’S POVIt had taken a whole night before the realization dawned fully on me—I had murdered two people and fled the scene. The blood on my hands had been washed away, but the phantom weight of it remained, pressing into my skin like lead. And what I had hoped on settling before dawn with my au
Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna 1
THALIA’S POVThey say you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, but in the Great North, if you don’t judge a wolf by its eyes, you’re already a corpse. I suppose the werewolf hierarchy is a real eye-opener, though for someone like me, the view is usually from the bottom of a shallow grave.This was
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