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Chapter thirty

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Adele’s (pov)

"Hollow," I said, and the word sat in my mouth like a coin from a foreign country. "Lyra. Lyra has no wolf."

"That's what Helen's note says." Garrett had spread the folded sheets across the clinic's steel counter, three pages of Helen's neat upright script, and he stood over them with one hand braced against the edge, looking as though he had slept in his car for a week. "It came by courier at dawn, wrapped inside a box of surgical gloves. Your mother confirmed it to the Alpha's f
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  • The replaced luna   Chapter thirty

    Adele’s (pov)"Hollow," I said, and the word sat in my mouth like a coin from a foreign country. "Lyra. Lyra has no wolf.""That's what Helen's note says." Garrett had spread the folded sheets across the clinic's steel counter, three pages of Helen's neat upright script, and he stood over them with one hand braced against the edge, looking as though he had slept in his car for a week. "It came by courier at dawn, wrapped inside a box of surgical gloves. Your mother confirmed it to the Alpha's face.""My mother.""She's agreed to testify."I read the line again, and then a third time, and still it refused to settle into anything I could use. Behind me, Orla set a mug of tea at my elbow and said nothing, which was kind of her, because I had no words to answer with and suddenly a hundred small scenes that had never made sense began sliding into place with a faint, awful click. Lyra at twelve, locked in her room on the night of the spring moon while every other girl in the valley ran in t

  • The replaced luna   Chapter twenty nine

    Third person’s (pov)"Did you know?" Luca asked.Mary Sinclair sat on the edge of the study's gray leather sofa in her good camel coat, with her handbag in her lap and her gloves folded on top of it, and she looked at the Alpha's face, which was pale and hollowed with sleeplessness, and at the lamp burning on the desk behind him."Know what, Alpha?""About Lyra." His voice was quiet and very careful. "What she is, what she was born without."The room was very still. A clock ticked on the shelf. Somewhere beyond the closed door, a vacuum cleaner whined in the corridor and faded away. Mary looked down at her gloves."Yes," she said.Luca did not move. Nurse Helen, standing by the window with her arms folded, drew in a short, sharp breath, and Mary heard it but she did not look up, because she knew that if she looked at any of them she would not be able to finish."I was the first to know," she said, in a small voice. "I found her in the nursery the year she turned seven, standing in fr

  • The replaced luna   Chapter twenty eight

    Third person’s (pov)"Don't get up," Lyra said, because nobody had, and descended the last three steps with one hand trailing lightly along the cold stone wall. "Please. I'd hate to interrupt."She had dressed for the occasion in a silk blouse and narrow black trousers, her hair coiled at her nape and her pearls at her throat, and she looked, in the beam of the flashlight, like a woman arriving at a very expensive dinner. In her left hand she held her phone, face out, and on its screen a small gray window showed three figures clustered around an open iron cabinet."You're looking well, Luca," she added. "Considerably better than at the gala."Luca did not move. He stood in front of the two women with his back very straight and his fists at his sides, "Lyra.""I do wish you'd told me you were redecorating," she said, and strolled across the flagstones to the tasting table, and lifted a vial from the lamplit shelf and studied it. "I'd have lent you my designer. A cellar like this dese

  • The replaced luna   Chapter twenty seven

    Third person’s (pov)"Please stop breathing on my neck," Mira whispered, "because I'm only on my third lock-picking tutorial, and I've been told that concentration is the key.""I'm not breathing on your neck," said Helen."The Alpha is.""I'm standing very still," Luca murmured, from somewhere above her left shoulder, in a voice so low and level that it made the hair stand up on her arms. "And if you open that cabinet, Mira, I'll buy you a house.""I'd settle for a new keyboard.""A keyboard and a house," Luca said gravely. "Done."It was ten past one in the morning, and the three of them were crowded around the iron cabinet at the north wall of the wine cellar by the light of one small flashlight, with Corwin safely asleep in his quarters above the kitchen and Lady Lyra, according to the Alpha, still dining with three visiting elders at the far end of the fortress. Mira knelt on the cold flagstones with a tension wrench in one hand and a slender steel pick in the other, her tongue c

  • The replaced luna   Chapter twenty six

    Luca’s pov"Three hundred and four transfers," Mira said, and pushed her glasses up her nose with a finger, "and I've traced every single one, Alpha, which took me eleven days and a great deal of cold pizza."It was two in the morning, and the data center hummed around them in the half dark, rows of black servers blinking behind glass, I stood at her shoulder with my arms folded and jaw tight, watching a map of the pack's finances unfold across three monitors in a web of glowing green lines."Show me," I said."Here." She clicked, and the screen zoomed in on a single node, a blue dot labeled *Harrow Grain Supply*. "Every transfer ends here, and Harrow ends here." Another click, and a second line tracked northward across the territory map and stopped at a small gray square marked in red, with a postal address beside it. "A shell company, registered to a mailbox in the Blackthorn district, with no staff, no warehouse, and a registered agent who turns out to be a retired accountant who

  • The replaced luna   Chapter twenty five

    Adele’s (pov)"Poisoned," I repeated, and set my spoon down so carefully that it made no sound against the bowl. "You're telling me my husband has been poisoned for three years, and nobody noticed.""Somebody noticed, my lady, but it was the wrong somebody, and by the time anyone noticed anything, you had already gone." Garrett sat across from me at the little scrubbed table in the clinic's back room, with a mug of Orla's stew steaming untouched at his elbow and his big scarred hands wrapped around it as though it were the only warm thing in the world. "A wolfsbane compound, refined and slow-acting, put in his wine every night and in a morning tonic by Lyra's own hand. It dulls the bond, and the instincts, and the will, and it was working beautifully until the night he stopped drinking it.""Why did he stop?""Because of a cardigan." He almost smiled. "He found one in the back of my SUV, your gray one, and the smell of it broke through the fog, and he's been clearing ever since."I tu

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