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Chapter 5

Author: Anna Smith
Rowan spent the morning pulling every thread that could still move.

He returned to Records and requested the original witness contact forms.

Two were out of date; one was current. He called the number and offered no money, only an apology in advance for the questions.

The man spoke steadily: he had seen Alden and Celia Thorne dragging a half-conscious boy through snow toward the ridge road; he had never seen the Voss family that day.

Rowan asked for a sworn statement. The man said yes and came to sign it in front of a clerk.

Rowan then went to the bank and printed the last five years of transfers to any entity connected to Voss. The total was enough to fund a small ward. He highlighted the three payments that matched witness departures.

He called the hospital’s storeroom and confirmed procurement dates: the “rare silver instruments” had been purchased with the same transfer that was supposed to pay Gavin’s treatment.

The storeroom manager remembered the rush order, the signature, an
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    The day of the banishment hearing arrived with steady snow and a line of witnesses who weren’t used to public rooms.The Elders took the raised table. The scribe’s quill scratched. Voss arrived without counsel, hair pinned, expression controlled.The first witness—the fisherman—told the rescue story simply. He identified my parents by name and described their movements. He said he’d never seen the Voss couple that day. He signed his statement in front of the room.The second witness—the ward cleaner—confirmed the Voss matriarch’s ankle injury that winter and the absence from the infirmary. She produced a copy of the shift log she had saved because she didn’t trust the new system.The third witness—the baker—spoke briefly about seeing my parents with a limping boy and, later, seeing me alone.The Elders entered the ledger amendment as “provisionally accepted,” pending archive retrieval. No one protested.Then came the bank clerk, who testified to the transfers authorizing “professional

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    Rowan’s suspension started the next morning. He reported to the lower ward at six, signed in, and took the sanitation cart from a teenager who had been told to train him and didn’t know where to look. Rowan didn’t mind. He learned the schedule and ran it.After his shift, he followed the paper. He requested Voss’s research grant files and found overlapping budgets with his own transfers. He requested access to the private lab inventory and found the silver instruments used once, cataloged twice, and written about three times.He also wrote letters—five of them: one to the Elders with a list of cases where he had overridden protocol for “noble kin,” four to families who had been pushed to settle because “reputation management” mattered. The letters were plain, one page each, and included an offer to reopen files without cost.He did not write to David. He didn’t need to; David kept showing up with documents and short sentences:— “The baker signed her statement.”— “The fisherman wants

  • The Moon Remembers   Chapter 5

    Rowan spent the morning pulling every thread that could still move.He returned to Records and requested the original witness contact forms. Two were out of date; one was current. He called the number and offered no money, only an apology in advance for the questions. The man spoke steadily: he had seen Alden and Celia Thorne dragging a half-conscious boy through snow toward the ridge road; he had never seen the Voss family that day.Rowan asked for a sworn statement. The man said yes and came to sign it in front of a clerk.Rowan then went to the bank and printed the last five years of transfers to any entity connected to Voss. The total was enough to fund a small ward. He highlighted the three payments that matched witness departures.He called the hospital’s storeroom and confirmed procurement dates: the “rare silver instruments” had been purchased with the same transfer that was supposed to pay Gavin’s treatment. The storeroom manager remembered the rush order, the signature, an

  • The Moon Remembers   Chapter 4

    I followed Rowan to the ridge graveyard because I didn’t believe he would go. He did.He stopped at two stones: GAVIN THORNE and MIRA THORNE. He stared, waited for an error to appear in the letters, and when it didn’t, he sank to his knees.David found him there. “Now you believe,” he said.Rowan didn’t answer at first. “How long.”“Three winters,” David said. “Gavin, one year.”Rowan’s voice was flat. “The hospital records could be wrong.”“They aren’t.”Rowan stood. “Then I failed both of them.”“You did,” David said. “Start by saying that out loud. To someone other than yourself.”Rowan looked at my name again. “I made her sign a confession to protect Voss Voss. If Voss had fallen, she’d lose everything.”“And Mira didn’t?” David asked.“I thought she’d survive,” Rowan said. “I thought she was stronger.”“You used her strength as a cushion,” David said. “Why Voss, specifically?”Rowan gave the answer he had practiced for years. “I owed her. Her parents saved me from rogues when I wa

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    The next morning, Rowan’s first stop was the healer’s sanctuary on the east ridge—the same place where my brother had taken his last breath.I drifted after him through the mist, the air thick with the scent of wolfsbane and frozen pine.His car tore along the icy road, headlights slicing through the fog.His brows were furrowed, his jaw locked, every motion sharp with urgency—but I knew that desperation wasn’t for finding me.It was for fixing Voss’s latest disaster.He didn’t even stop the car properly. The door swung open before the engine died.He leapt out and strode into the sanctuary’s marble hall.“You,” he snapped at the nurse behind the desk. “I need Gavin Thorne’s medical record—now.”The young nurse startled. “One moment, Doctor—”Before she could finish, a voice drawled from behind him—low, mocking, and all too familiar.“Well, well. Look who the moon dragged back. Rowan Hale himself.”Rowan stiffened. He turned to see Dr. David Ward, a healer who had left the pack hospi

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    My soul remained tethered to him like a cursed chain.Even in death, I followed him back to our old manor on the northern ridge—the place that once smelled of pine smoke, moonlight, and lies.When Rowan returned, the door creaked open and warm light spilled onto the frozen floor.Voss was waiting by the fire, her white fur cloak glimmering like fresh snow under a hunter’s moon.“You found her?” she asked, rising from the chair. Her tone was sweet, but her golden eyes gleamed with fear.Rowan hesitated, his voice low. “No. Dorian said… Mira’s been dead for three winters.”“Dead?” Voss’s brow furrowed. “Impossible. She’s hiding, trying to guilt us. You know how dramatic she was.”He didn’t answer. The silence pressed between them like fog before a storm.Voss sighed, feigning sympathy. “That must be it. Mira’s still angry over what happened three years ago. If she refuses to help, then fine—maybe I should turn myself in to the Elders.”Rowan flinched. “Don’t talk like that. You know what

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