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39. The Clearing

Author: Denny Ink
last update publish date: 2026-07-22 03:29:00
Dorian was already at the door when I came downstairs before dawn, arms crossed, jaw set in a way that told me exactly how this conversation was going to go before either of us said a word.

"You're walking into a forest that might have people watching it," she said, "and you want to do it with two of my people and a woman I've never vetted."

"I have backup." I nodded toward her. "You're my backup."

"I can't protect what I don't understand, Ms. Vance. I don't know what's in that forest. I don't k
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  • Too Late To Claim Me   124. The Serpent's Whisper.

    SeleneI couldn't sleep.I lay in my bed. It's vast and empty, empty for a married woman. I stared at the canopy above me as my mind churned with a thousand dark thoughts. The image of Remus standing so close to Aria... too close, in that dimly lit room came back to me. I caught the soft and unguarded gaze he had given her. He had never looked at me even a little bit that way. It had never been with me, and it brought tears to my eyes that burned behind my eyelids like a brand.And that child. That gray-eyed brat, that insufferable child who looked so much like...I sat up abruptly, my heart pounding. No. I wouldn't think it.I threw off the covers and rose from the bed; I felt the softness of my silk nightgown whispering against my skin. Perhaps Remus had returned to his chambers by now, and I could still salvage the night, and somehow remind him of his duties and promises to his wife.I padded barefoot into the corridor, and savored the painful pleasure of the cold stone as it bit

  • Too Late To Claim Me   123. The Investigation Begins.

    RemusThe council chamber emptied slowly; I watched the elders file out in pairs and groups, their hushed whispers and furtive glances speaking volumes. That alone spoke louder than any words.I remained seated at the head of the table long after the last of them had gone. I couldn't bring myself to believe what I just heard; my gaze was fixed on the documents that still lay spread across the polished wood.Forged documents and a dead clerk. In short, a conspiracy had taken place in the heart of my pack.Meaning, we have an internal traitor.I finally rose, and my body felt heavy with the exhaustion that came with the news.I made my way through the silent corridors and entered my empty chambers, and the fire had burned down to embers. Surprisingly, Selene was nowhere to be seen. That should have been a relief. Instead, I only felt a hollow ache.I left my chambers and my feet carried me through the winding passages of the packhouse, past the guards, until I found myself standing dire

  • Too Late To Claim Me   122. The Council's Judgment.

    RemusThe great hall for the meeting was a study in tension.The council of elders were seated around the long table, and their weathered faces looked etched with heavy gravity and suspicion. Twelve of them, each one of them, were representing one of the founding families of Crestwood. And together, they held power that rivaled even that of the Alphas.I can't remember the last time we had a meeting that the founding fathers had to be present. They must have heard about the Betas incident.I took my seat at the head of the table, and my gaze swept over the assembled faces. The torches on the walls cast flickering shadows that danced across the stone, and the air was thick with th

  • Too Late To Claim Me   121. The Serpent's Return

    The door swung open with force, and the sound echoed throughout the room. I glanced at Caelum on the bed immediately to ensure he wasn't awakened by the sound.Selene stood in the doorway, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall of silk, her perfectly painted lips curved into a smile that I couldn't beat my chest didn't quite reach her eyes. She was dressed in a flowing crimson gown that clung beautifully to her curves; it was exactly the color of blood and roses, and she looked every inch the Luna she was. Ever so beautiful, no matter the time of day."What's happening here?" Her voice was light, almost gentle and patronising, but I could hear the steel beneath it. "Am I interrupting?"I felt my spine stiffen, and my arms instinctively tightened around the sleeping child lying beside me on the bed. Caelum stirred slightly, then his small face burrowed deeper against my thighs, as if he was seeking warmth and safety that I had promised him, even in his sleep.Remus

  • Too Late To Claim Me   120. Alpha Marcus.

    The main hall was filled with tension when we arrived. It was everyone was afraid to speak for a moment.Marcus was standing in the center of the room, he was facing a group of wolves that I don't think I've ever seen. They all looked tall, and imposing, and were dressed in dark clothing that seemed to somehow shimmer in the candlelight. And at their head was a woman, a beautiful woman, with silver hair and eyes as dark as the night.She must be Lyra.He looked up as Remus and I entered, and his gaze sweept over us with cold calculation."Alpha Blackwood," she said, inclining her head. "I apologize for the intrusion. But this matter is of which cannot wait.""What matter are you talking about?"She turned to Marcus, and a look passed between them."Marcus," she said, her voice softening. "It's time to come home.""I can't," he said. "I'm not ready.""But you must." She stepped closer. "Your father, the Alpha is dying. The Shadowmoon Pack needs its Alpha."Goddess have mercy.Alpha.

  • Too Late To Claim Me   119. The Shadowmoon Emissaries

    AriaThe tension in the room was suffocating.Marcus stood frozen, his face had gone completely pale, his hands were clenched into fists at his sides. Remus was staring at him with an expression I couldn't place a finger on.And I was caught in the middle, holding my sleeping son, and trying to make sense of the chaos that had just descended upon us."Marcus," Remus repeated, his voice sharp. "What's going on?""I don't know," Marcus said, but his voice was hollow, unconvincing. "I don't know why they're here.""You do." Remus took a step toward him. "You know exactly why they're here. Don't you?"Before Marcus could respond, the door burst open again, and this time, it was Theron—the head guard—who entered, his expression grim."Alpha, they're demanding to see the Beta. They say it's urgent.""Who is their leader?""She says her name is Lyra. She claims to be an emissary of the Shadowmoon Pack, and she says she has business with Marcus that cannot wait."Marcus flinched at the name,

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