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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
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 81
AMAYAThe clinic feels like stepping into a different world. It always has. The smell of herbs clings to the air, sage, mint, lavender, and something sharp I can’t name. Shelves run along the walls, lined with jars of roots and dried flowers, glass bottles catching the dim lamplight. It’s quiet here, tucked away from the noise of the main house, and that makes it easier to breathe.Harken looks up from his workbench when I push the door open. His hair is grayer than I remember, his hands stained faintly green from crushing herbs. He studies me the way he always used to, like I matter. That almost undoes me right there.“Amaya,” he says, setting down the mortar and pestle. “It’s been a while. You don’t usually come here anymore.”“I… needed to talk. And I need it to remain between us.” My voice feels tight, too small in the stillness of the room.He wipes his hands on a cloth and gestures toward the stool across from him. "Then talk. The walls don't listen, and I know how to keep my m
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 80
AMAYAThe corridors of the estate at night had their own rhythm. The servants had long since retreated to their quarters, the echo of footsteps fading into silence. Only the occasional creak of old wood or the sigh of wind through narrow windows broke the stillness.I carried a tray down the hallway, my hands steady, my face blank. Just another errand, I told myself, just another task to keep me invisible. The truth was, I'd taken the long way back to the kitchens, hoping for a moment of solitude.But then I heard voices.I froze mid-step, the sound sharp against the hush of the corridor. I heard two women, their voices were soft but cutting, like silk drawn across glass. Instinct pulled me closer, my body pressed to the cool stone wall as I strained to listen.In hindsight, I really needed to stop eavesdropping on conversations since the things I've heard had the potential to put me in trouble, but I guess I never learned.“…he’s wasted on this place,” Lirra’s voice said, sweet and
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 79
LUCIANThe council chamber was thick with the weight of too many unspoken words. Shadows clung to the vaulted ceiling, disturbed only by the flicker of torches lining the stone walls. Murmurs passed like restless winds between the elders, their eyes sharp and calculating, always looking for weakness.At the head of the chamber sat Darian, spine straight, jaw locked in that familiar iron mask he wore when the pack was watching. He was every inch the Alpha, commanding, immovable, but tonight I saw something else in him.His gaze.One of the things that made Darian such a commanding alpha was his gaze. He had a gaze that would make even the strangest soldiers cower in fear. His gaze commanded respect.I have heard a lot of the servants say that they avoided looking him in the eye because they don't want to fall under his gaze, especially when he's in a bad mood.During council meetings, he liked to move his gaze from one member to another, especially the speaking member of the council.T
The Slave Who Owned The Moon CHAPTER 78
DARIANLately, my days have been quite uneventful, which was a nice change in pace from the things I've been dealing with.Having a few moments of peace where I don't have to worry about the territories or the borders was always welcome. It made me feel like I was at least doing something right with my pack, even though my personal life was currently in shambles.Speaking of reprieve, Evelara seemed to have gotten tired of me, considering she hasn't disturbed me in a while.But I should have known it was too good to be true because Evelara is waiting for me when I step into my chambers.She’s perched in my chair near the fire, back perfectly straight, her silken robe sliding just enough to bare a shoulder she knows most men wouldn’t ignore. The flames flicker across her hair, turning it to polished gold. Her expression, though, is anything but warm.“You’re late,” she says, voice sharp.I shut the door behind me with more force than I intended. "I had work."Her lips curl. “You always
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