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Chapter 106: The Ghost of the Past

مؤلف: Rita Nash
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I woke to the smell of wet earth and cedar, and for a moment I could not breathe at all.

It was not real, not truly, just a memory dragged up from somewhere deep enough that my body reacted before my mind understood why, heart hammering, throat tight, the scent so vivid I nearly expected to open my eyes and find myself standing in that clearing again instead of my own bed.

I sat up fast, breathing hard, Kieran stirring beside me at the sudden movement.

"Sera."

"I am fine," I said, though my vo
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    A hawk screamed overhead, and half the crowd flinched before recognizing it as only a bird.Warriors' hands twitched toward blades out of pure instinct, months of tension from unseen enemies making even the ordinary sky feel like a threat. Kieran's grip on my arm tightened briefly before he scanned the sky himself and relaxed."Just a hawk," he said quietly. "Nothing more."I nodded, though my own pulse had spiked as sharply as everyone else's, the crimson sky overhead making every shadow feel heavier than it should have. Whoever had been sending assassins and cutting ropes and firing arrows from tree lines had not shown themselves today, but the fear of them lingered in the crowd regardless, an uneasy undercurrent beneath even this solemn gathering. I wondered, not for the first time, whether peace would ever feel entirely safe again, or whether some quiet vigilance would simply become part of how we all lived from now on.I turned back toward the two simple wooden caskets resting

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    The scouts arrived at a dead run before we'd finished resealing the box."Sovereign, my lord Kieran." The young Silvermoon scout skidded to a stop at the edge of the clearing, chest heaving. "Alexei sent us. Word reached the village of where you'd gone. People are already gathering."Kieran rose fast, tucking the box beneath his arm. "Gathering for what?""To honor them," the scout said. "Both packs. No one asked us to organize it, Sovereign. They organized themselves the moment they heard where you were."I stood slowly, ash still clinging to my knees, and exchanged a look with Kieran that carried more weight than words could have managed. What had begun as a private grief, something I intended to carry alone in this scorched clearing, had already grown into something neither of us controlled. Part of me wanted to protest, to insist this was mine to hold quietly, but another part, the part that had learned so much these past months about what it meant to let others carry weight be

  • The Luna's Deception    Chapter 108: Digging the Truth

    The ground shifted beneath my feet before I understood why.I stumbled backward, catching myself against a charred beam, and watched the ash near the flower ripple outward like something disturbed beneath it, a low tremor rolling through the scorched earth in a slow, deliberate wave.Kieran had his blade drawn instantly, stepping between me and the source. "Something is moving down there.""Or something is waking up," I said, silver light already gathering in my palm, though nothing broke the surface, no creature emerging, no attack following the tremor at all. Just silence again, heavier than before, as if the ground itself had simply exhaled.We waited several long minutes, weapons ready, until certain nothing further would come, and slowly the tension eased from both our shoulders, replaced by something quieter and more uncertain."The ground remembers," I said finally, staring at the disturbed ash. "Sovereign has felt strange currents ever since we stepped into this village. That

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    The wolf lunged from the tree line before we'd gone twenty paces into the old village.Kieran had his blade up and the creature pinned before I fully processed the attack, snarling and feral in a way no trained warrior's wolf ever behaved, foam flecked at its jaw."Diseased," Kieran said, forcing it back with the flat of his blade rather than killing it outright. "Wild, not one of ours."I called silver flame to my palm anyway, ready in case it lunged again, but the animal scrambled back into the brush the moment it registered the light, disappearing into the ruins beyond as quickly as it had come."That is twice now something has attacked us on a supposedly quiet errand," I said, breathing hard, adrenaline still sharp in my chest."This land has been abandoned for years," Kieran said, sheathing his blade slowly, eyes still scanning the trees. "Wild things claim abandoned places. It does not have to mean anything more than that."I wanted to believe him, but some old instinct kept my

  • The Luna's Deception    Chapter 106: The Ghost of the Past

    I woke to the smell of wet earth and cedar, and for a moment I could not breathe at all.It was not real, not truly, just a memory dragged up from somewhere deep enough that my body reacted before my mind understood why, heart hammering, throat tight, the scent so vivid I nearly expected to open my eyes and find myself standing in that clearing again instead of my own bed. I sat up fast, breathing hard, Kieran stirring beside me at the sudden movement."Sera.""I am fine," I said, though my voice shook enough to betray the lie immediately.He sat up fully, alert now, watching me with the careful attention he always gave whenever something old surfaced without warning. "You do not sound fine."I did not answer right away, staring instead at my own hands in the pale morning light, steady despite everything churning beneath the surface. Cedar and wet earth. The exact scent of the clearing where my parents had been buried, hastily, without proper rites, the day everything in my old life

  • The Luna's Deception    Chapter 105: The Traditionalist Strike

    The first insult came before I even reached the podium.I had barely stepped into the square when a voice cut across the gathered crowd, sharp and deliberate, meant to carry. "Perhaps the Sovereign should sit down before she embarrasses herself further."I stopped mid step, scanning the crowd until I found the source. A cluster of elder Alphas stood near the front, arms crossed, faces set in the particular hard lines of men who had spent decades enforcing the old ways and resented every inch of ground lost since the eclipse and the open borders and the court I now held in the clearing.Kieran's hand found the small of my back instantly, steady, present, though he did not step forward to answer for me. He knew better than that by now."Say what you came to say," I told the man directly, keeping my voice even despite the heat rising beneath my ribs.He stepped forward, flanked by four others equally weathered, equally certain of themselves. "Since the Sovereign took her court to the

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