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CHAPTER 74

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AMAYA

"You look like you saw someone slit a throat," she says. Her mouth quirks into a smile, but her voice holds a concern that she tries to hide.

I force a smile. "Not quite. I heard something." I set my hands on the table as if to steady them. "Something I shouldn't have heard, and I think it's dangerous. There were two voices. Council voices."

Trish’s eyebrows lift. “Say more.” She sets the needle down. There is no one for me to lie to who won’t see me. Trish’s eyes don’t look for the right story, only the truth, and that is both a relief and another kind of danger.

I tell her a half-truth. I do not say the things about levers and public shames, but I do give her the general rundown of what I heard.

I keep my voice small and talk about tightening control, about patrols, about general paranoia. Trish listens, knitting her brows together as she processes every shard of my sentence.

"They're watching you," she says finally, and the words have no sweetness. "Evelara's eyes are like k
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  • The Slave Who Owned The Moon   CHAPTER 87

    DARIANThe council chamber smelled of candle wax and ink. The air inside was heavy with voices, complaints, demands, suggestions, all directed at me. Ever since the portal had appeared in the woods, whispers of rebellion and fear had spread like wildfire through the pack. Now my desk was buried in reports, grievances, and proposals for “increased security.”And every time I looked up, Theron’s eyes were there. Watching me. Waiting for me to falter.“The servants must be questioned,” he said for the fifth time that morning, his voice cutting through the chamber like a blade. “Someone saw movement near the woods that night. It could have been one of them. We cannot dismiss the possibility.”I leaned back in my chair, fingers steepled, forcing my face into calm neutrality. “We don’t have proof of that. The warriors already swept the grounds. Nothing.”“Proof?” Theron sneered. “Alpha, with respect, proof comes after we interrogate. Fear is growing. If you do not act, you risk appearing we

  • The Slave Who Owned The Moon   CHAPTER 86

    AMAYAThe morning air in the pack house always carried a weight of silence before the bustle began. I moved through the corridor quickly, hoping to slip into the kitchens before Evelara noticed me. But of course, her voice cut through the stillness like a blade.“Amaya.”I froze, my heart stuttering. Slowly, I turned. Evelara leaned against the wall near the staircase, her silk robe draped around her like armor. Her smile was too sharp, her eyes glittering with amusement that made my stomach churn.“Yes, my lady?” I said evenly.She tilted her head, studying me. “You were out late last night.”I fought to keep my face neutral. “I was cleaning up after supper. It ran later than usual.”Her smile widened, predatory. “Interesting. Because I happened to notice you going into Lucian’s room.”Blood drained from my face. For a split second, panic clawed at my throat. But I forced myself to breathe, to keep my expression calm.“You must have been mistaken,” I said quietly.Her laugh was sharp

  • The Slave Who Owned The Moon   CHAPTER 85

    LUCIANThe pack house has always been full of noise.There's always warriors stomping through the halls, Evelara's shrill voice cutting through silence like a blade, the hushed whispers of servants who think no one hears them. But tonight, it is quiet. Too quiet.I glance down the corridor to make sure no one is watching before I push my door open and gesture for Amaya to follow. She hesitates, eyes flicking left and right, her body tense like a deer about to bolt."No one's here. And before you argue with me, you know that no one comes into my room without my authorization," I say softly. "You'll be safe."Her lips press into a thin line, but after a moment she slips inside. I shut the door behind us, turning the lock with a quiet click. For the first time in weeks, I feel the space is mine alone and now hers, too.Amaya stands near the window, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. Moonlight spills across her face, catching the wariness in her eyes.“You really think this is wi

  • The Slave Who Owned The Moon   CHAPTER 84

    LUCIANThe only news that's been going around the pack was about the appearance of a mysterious portal.I couldn't blame them. No one has seen anything like that in centuries, so it's only normal that there would be a lot of chatter surrounding it.The reactions of the people, too, have been different. Ranging from curiosity to amazement to fear, let's just say there hasn't been a shortage of emotions.The portal hasn’t left my mind since the night the alarms rang. The warriors talk about it in whispers still, some swearing they saw a tear in the air itself, others insisting it was nothing more than a trick of the moonlight. Darian buried the whole matter under orders and silence, but silence doesn’t erase memory.I remember the horn’s cry, the panic in the corridors, the search parties running through the woods. And I remember seeing her. Amaya. Slipping back into the pack house from the shadows, her hair wild, her clothes clinging to her like she’d been running. No one else noticed

  • The Slave Who Owned The Moon   CHAPTER 83

    DARIANThe alarm still echoes in my head long after the horn’s last wail dies into silence. The corridors are buzzing like a hive kicked open, servants whispering and warriors rushing in and out of formation. I can feel the unease spreading through the pack like smoke. Something happened in the woods. Something no one can explain.I stand at the head of the council table, fingers pressed flat against the polished wood. Lucian sits opposite, his arms folded casually but his eyes alert, following every word. Theron is pacing, his robes whispering around his ankles, the smug set of his mouth already promising trouble. Evelara is perched near him, her posture graceful, her smile thin, her eyes darting toward me far too often.“Reports say light was seen deep in the northern woods,” Theron says, his tone already sharp. “Bright enough to wake half the patrols and send the guard dogs into frenzy. Warriors claim it was no lantern, no torch. Some swear it tore the sky itself.”Murmurs ripple a

  • The Slave Who Owned The Moon   CHAPTER 82

    AMAYAThe woods are darker tonight. Clouds cover the moon, the air heavy with the damp scent of moss and pine. Every rustle of leaves sounds louder than it should, but still I push deeper into the trees. My heart pounds, but it isn’t from fear of what lurks in the forest, it’s from what I’ve chosen to do.Harken’s warning echoes in my mind. But I can’t ignore it anymore. The surges inside me are growing stronger, harder to control. If I don’t understand them soon, they’ll swallow me whole.I stop in a small clearing, far from the house. My breath forms a white puff in the chill air. I rub my palms together, remembering the patterns I traced from the healing texts, the circles, the symbols. My hand still aches faintly from the last burn, but tonight I need answers.“All right,” I whisper to myself. “Slow. Careful.”I press my palms outward, imagining the warmth gathering in my chest and flowing down through my arms. At first, nothing happens. Just the soft sway of branches above me and

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