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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
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
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