The Luna’s Wrath のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

TRISTAN POV“What do you know about Dark Sister?” Courtney's words froze me to the core. I was a Lieutenant Colonel of the Royal Court. Who doesn’t know the legends of Dark Sister? Rare, but vengeful pursuits to right the wrongs committed by greed-tainted wolves. She wasn’t someone you wanted to take notice of; it never led to anything good.“That’s impossible.”“Not if Francis Hill was wrongfully murdered by someone she trusted and managed to call out. The legends are real events. Some cases occasionally come to light. You can’t deny the legitimacy of her existence. With light, must come darkness. The Moon Goddess needs her counterbalance, and her sister is that entity. I think your cousin, Aiden Harris, actually killed her. I think that there is merit behind the rumours. The moment those boys signed that statement, they sealed their fates.”“Okay, but these girls were on that list as well. If it is two different killers—”“Perhaps they aren’t on her list? I’ve looked into every name

NARRATIVE POV“If you are aware of how the Goddess operates, then you understand that she assigns the corresponding wolf to every pack member born.” The two men nod in silence. “There is a dark realm. Within this realm, Dark Sister manages the tainted and evil wolf spirits. Kind of like the human Christian belief in Heaven and Hell, or Dark Sister is more of a prison warden. She keeps the bad wolf spirits from being reborn and hurting others.”“Okay, so what does this have to do with this two-wolf thing?” Martin furrowed his brows. He held a great deal of respect for Courtney. She was like a little sister, but wise beyond her years. She was honestly the most intelligent person he’d ever met. He almost felt bad for her mate when they found each other, because she was going to unintentionally make that kid feel like a fool more times than not. She was a walking encyclopedia of everything. It didn’t matter what it was: plants, herbs, monsters, serial killers, politics, cooking, weapon kn

FRANKIE POVMy father constantly drilled into Ryner and me as young pups that a wise warrior advances with knowledge, not wild theories. Lives were lost every day because of emotion and misinformation; he was determined that Ryner and I understood the difference.I rolled my eyes at his cattiness. “Britt was the Queen of bitches, but Susie was tolerable in doses. I didn’t personally care for either, but they weren’t on my list. Even with their lies, I knew they didn’t deserve vengeance or death. I am only after those who seek to harm others.“I have a file that tells me you're dead.” He snarls. This man was a lot harder to read than I anticipated. He reminded me of an emotional yo-yo.“Because I am.” I say matter-of-factly, not addressing his tone. I crouched down and helped pick up the files. I gripped my picture. This picture was only a few years old. I hadn’t changed much, other than now I was dead after struggling to escape an unhealthy and unhappy marriage, I didn’t deserve to be

FRANKIE POV“I did. They were on my list, and no one must escape vengeance. If I fail, I won’t come back. The deal is simple. Collect the debts owed, and I will reclaim my life. I will be granted a second chance once this pack is cleansed of the tainted wolves. Those are the rules for a resurrection. You must do the work to prove yourself worthy of it.”“Then work with me. We can help each other. You can’t walk around in the open, but I can. What I don’t see, you will and vice versa.” His request pulled my attention away from the window and straight to him.“No one can know I am half alive. They must believe I am no more. Oliver is still searching for my body. I suspect he is saving Alice and Yasmin for last so that they can put Aiden’s wolf essence of Deek into me. It is the darkest of magics, but one sacrificing their wolf's essence can revive someone from death.”“Wait, what? Are they even able to pull something like that off?” Tristan leaned forward, his facial expression clenched

NARRATIVE POV“So, if Oliver didn’t kill Francis, but he is killing these other women, then we still need to figure out who killed Francis. Right? That is what set this whole mess in motion.” Martin sighed and slumped back into his chair.Both Martin and Courtney turned and looked at Tristan. He was quiet; his attention was elsewhere, not on the files in front of them.He kept thinking about her. He wanted to see her again. Would she visit again later?There was a knock on the door, drawing everyone's attention to it. Martin sat up straighter. His wolf, Cosmo, was hyper-alert suddenly.“Come in,” Tristan called out.Once Aria stepped inside, her body froze when her eyes met with Martin's.Cosmo was frantically clawing at the surface to get out. Mate! He kept chanting.Aria dipped her head down shyly. She had been avoiding the scent of her mate since they arrived, but she couldn’t do that anymore.“Why have you been avoiding me?” Cosmo spoke through Martin, who was still lost in the be