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Chapter 22: What She Can’t Explain

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last update publish date: 2026-09-18 19:49:24

Seraphine’s POV

The words died in my throat the moment Toren’s voice reached us, and I watched Rhydian change. The softness vanished from his face at once.

His shoulders squared, his expression hardened, and the man who had stood before me only moments ago, raw and unguarded, was gone. In his place stood the Alpha.

“How many?” he asked, already moving toward the door.

“Enough that the scouts did not dare name a number,” Toren said. “They have not advanced yet. They are only watching. But the b
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  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 22: What She Can’t Explain

    Seraphine’s POVThe words died in my throat the moment Toren’s voice reached us, and I watched Rhydian change. The softness vanished from his face at once. His shoulders squared, his expression hardened, and the man who had stood before me only moments ago, raw and unguarded, was gone. In his place stood the Alpha.“How many?” he asked, already moving toward the door.“Enough that the scouts did not dare name a number,” Toren said. “They have not advanced yet. They are only watching. But the banner…”“I’ll be there.”Rhydian turned back to me, and for a moment the softness returned to his face, apology and frustration mingling in his eyes.“This is not over.”“I know.”“I mean it. Whatever you were about to say…”“Go,” I told him, and I meant it, even though some weary part of me wondered if I would ever find the right moment to tell him the truth.He left, and I stood alone in the storage room with the satchel still open on the shelf, my hands unsteady in a way that had nothing to d

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    Rhydian’s POV The gold faded from my vision so quickly that I nearly lost my footing. The room returned to focus slowly. I saw her face, too close and pale, her hands still pressed against my chest as though she were holding something within me that had already fallen silent again. “Rhydian?” Her voice trembled when she spoke my name. I straightened slowly, trying to stand, wondering whether whatever had taken hold of me a moment ago had truly released me. My chest still ached where her hands had rested, a dull throb settling into something almost like relief, and I hated how much I wanted her to place those hands there again. “What just happened?” I asked, though some sick, certain part of me already knew. “Your eyes went gold.” She was still kneeling before me, watching me carefully. “And you spoke, but it was not… it did not sound like you.” “What did I say?” She hesitated, and the hesitation caught my attention. “I do not know,” she said quietly. “It happened so quickly.

  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 20: Lysandra’s Gambit

    Lysandra’s POV The shrine had not been used in years, not since our mother died and took the old ways of asking favors from the dark with her, but I remembered the path well enough. Overgrown roots twisted across the ground, a fallen archway lay broken beneath the trees, and moss covered the stones that had once been kept clean and bare. I went at night, alone, carrying nothing but a candle and the growing, gnawing fear that everything I had built was beginning to slip from my hands. He had defended her. Twice now, publicly and decisively, in front of the entire council. My mate, who had not looked at another woman with anything close to that intensity since the night I orchestrated his mate’s death with my own two hands, was now unraveling for a witch who had walked onto our land uninvited weeks ago. It was not supposed to happen this way. It was not supposed to happen at all. I knelt at the base of the shrine and lit the candle, murmuring the words I had learned as a girl, h

  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 19: Two Heartbeats

    Seraphine’s POV His eyes had changed. They shifted from silver-black to something darker before flickering again, and his whole body went rigid as his hand tightened around mine until the pressure became painful. “Rhydian.” I said his name sharply, trying to reach him. “Rhydian, look at me.” He did not answer. His breathing grew rough, his chest rising and falling too quickly, and then he doubled over with a low groan, both hands going to his ribs as though he were trying to hold something inside him. “What is happening to you?” “It hurts,” he said through clenched teeth, sweat gathering along his hairline. “Something is wrong. It has never done this before. It has never…” His words broke off when his whole body jerked as another wave of pain passed through him. His fingers slipped from mine, and he caught himself against the side of the bed. “Rhydian.” “I cannot control it,” he breathed. His voice sounded strained, almost frightened, and that frightened me more than anything

  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 18: The Alpha’s Confession

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  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 17: Dead Woman’s Name

    Seraphine’s POV He came through the door without knocking, which by now should have stopped surprising me, yet somehow never did. “Vaelan,” he said, skipping any greeting or explanation. “Does that mean anything to you?” I went cold at the name. I kept my face as still as I could, but it wasn’t enough. His eyes narrowed as he watched me. “Why would it?” I knew the name mattered the moment he said it. I just didn’t know how much he already knew. For months, I had been careful about what I said, careful about the memories I let slip, careful not to give anyone a reason to question the life I claimed as my own. Now Rhydian was standing in front of me with a name I had spent all this time trying not to hear. “Because Eldric found a ledger with purchases that lined up with the night Seraphine died. The ingredients are all there, and so is that name, written in the margins over and over, like whoever was buying them answered to it.” I sat on the edge of the bed, my legs suddenly unst

  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 7: Lysandra’s False Crown

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  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 6: The Alpha’s Test

    Chapter 6: The Alpha’s TestSeraphine’s POVRhydian’s eyes stayed locked on my face, and I saw his chest beating faster than normal. He took a step closer, and the pack went more silent. “Stand up,” he said, in a rough voice.I pushed myself to my feet slowly, my legs shaking a little from the co

  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 5: The Return to ShadowFang

    Seraphine’s POVI pulled the black hood lower over my face and kept walking. The snow fell heavier now, and thick flakes stuck to my lashes and melted down my neck. Every step toward the border was like walking back into my own grave.I knew these woods better than anyone. I had run them as a wolf

  • The Moon Witch’s Second Life   Chapter 4: The Mark that Burns

    Seraphine’s POVI quickly shut the door behind me and leaned against it. The witch’s cottage was quiet except for my unsteady breath. I could still hear that howl. It lived under my ribs now, repeating over and over. My trapped wolf, she’s hurting and calling out to me.I pressed my back harder a

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