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Author: Maris Dane
last update publish date: 2026-06-05 01:41:01

Thalia~

I saw Imogen coming across the courtyard before I even heard her on the stairs, which gave me exactly forty extra seconds to arrange my face, and I was incredibly grateful for every single one of them.

I stood back in the deep shadow of the narrow stone window frame, keeping my body completely hidden from view while my eyes tracked her progress across the cobblestones.

Imogen walked with the particular, unhurried ease of a woman who owned every single stone she stepped on. She effective
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    THALIA's povThey took me directly from the gathering hall to Elodie’s quarters. I didn't bother asking the guards where we were going, because I already knew they wouldn't answer, and frankly, I had stopped believing in coincidences the moment I entered this pack compound. If a king's guard redirects you immediately after a public political strike, it is a planned sequence.Elodie was already waiting for me inside the round stone examination room. She wasn't sitting at her desk this time; she was standing right in the center of the floorboards, near the carved measuring marks. The space smelled exactly like it had during my first visit—dry, earthy herbs mixed with a faint, sharp metallic scent underneath that I still couldn't completely categorize.The fact that she was on her feet meant she had been expecting my arrival down to the exact minute."Sit," Elodie said. Her voice wasn't unkind or aggressive, just perfectly efficient.I walked past her and sat down in the heavy chair in

  • Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna   13

    THALIA's POV "Get up," the guard said, slamming the heavy iron cell door open. "The Alpha King wants you downstairs."I stood up from the edge of the bed and smoothed down the front of my gray dress. "Why? What is happening downstairs?""You don't need to know the reasons," the guard barked, stepping back into the stone hallway and gesturing with his spear. "Move. Now."It was becoming a predictable pattern with this pack. Information always arrived at the very last second, stripped of all useful context, delivered by someone who either didn't know the truth or had been strictly ordered to keep their mouth shut. I walked out of the cell and followed him down the spiral stairs, focusing entirely on the tiny things I could actually control. I checked the corners of my eyes out of habit—the dark contacts were perfectly in place. I kept my chin up and my spine rigid. As we walked through the winding corridors, I memorized every single turn, every door, and every window we passed.When w

  • Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna   12

    THALIA's POVI was at the narrow tower window long before the rest of the pack was even awake. The sky was still a pale, bruised purple, and the air coming through the iron bars was freezing cold. I liked the early hours. It was an old habit from the hiding-world; the early morning was the only time you could look at a place without being looked at. It was the only time people didn't have their fake public faces on. Down below, they were just bodies moving in the dark, before they started performing the roles they wanted everyone else to see.The inner courtyard was damp and completely quiet. A young male wolf was walking the perimeter, doing the very end of a long night guard shift. He moved with a stiff-legged, heavy energy, clearly counting down the minutes until his relief arrived.I leaned my shoulder against the cold stone wall, watching him closely, and started making mental notes.Uniform pattern: Standard leather vest.Gaze direction: Left to right every twelve paces.Sightl

  • Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna   11

    THALIA's POVI knew it was him before his boots ever reached my floor.I had spent the entire evening sitting in the heavy silence of the east tower, tracking the sounds of the castle like a lifeline. The guard change had occurred at dusk—exactly three minutes earlier than last night. That was a vulnerability. A funny sounding creak from two floors above happened on a precise, unvarying interval, which I had already mapped in my head as a standard patrol rotation. Even the distant, muffled sound of the pack down in the dining hall had gone quiet earlier than usual tonight, a detail that told me their meal schedule was shifting.I knew the exact weight of my regular guard on the stairs by now. This sound was entirely different. It was heavier, slower, and completely deliberate. Each step landed with the full weight of a man who moved with absolute intention behind it. This wasn't a routine rotation. It wasn't an errand.I stood up from the mattress, my heart delivering a sharp, sudden

  • Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna   10

    RAEL's POVUnfortunately...Imogen was already sitting in the high-backed leather chair across from my desk when I returned from the boundary report meeting, the massive heavy oak ledgers of the pack territory spread open across her knee. These weren't the sanitized summaries meant for the outer council; they were the actual, raw working documents—the ones she had personally managed and kept immaculate for eleven years through three violent territorial shifts and two prolonged, bloody rut cycles that had pushed our pack limits to the absolute edge.She had not come to my office in an emotional capacity. She had come in an operational one, and the stark difference was visible in everything about her posture. The green velvet robe she wore was structured and formal, her dark hair was pinned back severely without a single stray strand, and her spine was perfectly aligned against the leather of the chair. She was still acting as the Luna of the Great North when she walked into this room,

  • Thalia’s Unbecoming: From Killer To Cancer Luna   9

    Thalia~I saw Imogen coming across the courtyard before I even heard her on the stairs, which gave me exactly forty extra seconds to arrange my face, and I was incredibly grateful for every single one of them.I stood back in the deep shadow of the narrow stone window frame, keeping my body completely hidden from view while my eyes tracked her progress across the cobblestones.Imogen walked with the particular, unhurried ease of a woman who owned every single stone she stepped on. She effectively did.That was the thing about people who had held a massive position of power for over a decade; they stopped performing the authority and simply became it. She was wearing a deep green robe made of heavy, expensive fabric that moved beautifully around her ankles as she walked, and her dark hair was pinned up with a silver clip that caught the sharp morning light.There was no hesitation in her stride. She walked with the posture of someone who had never had a single cause to doubt that the p

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