All Chapters of The Moon’s Pure wolf : Chapter 91 - Chapter 93

QUEENETH’S POVI wake up expecting to feel something.Pain.Power.That familiar pressure behind my ribs.Amy.Anything.For a few seconds, I just lie there.The ceiling above me is the same one I have stared at a hundred times. A small crack runs from the corner near the window, disappearing behind the old wooden beam. Morning light slips through the curtains and paints a thin line across the floor.Everything looks normal.That should make me feel better.It doesn’t.I wait.Usually, Amy is there before I’m fully awake.Sometimes she complains about the cold.Sometimes she tells me to go back to sleep.Sometimes she just sits quietly inside me, warm and familiar, like another heartbeat tucked beneath my own.This morning there is nothing.I swallow.My eyes close again.Maybe she’s tired.Maybe after everything that happened, she needs rest.“Amy?”Nothing.My stomach drops.I sit up too quickly.The room tilts.I grab the edge of the mattress until it settles, breathing through my

QUEENETH’S POVI go back to the archives the next morning.Collins tells me I should wait.I tell him I already waited long enough.He doesn’t argue.Maybe because he knows there is no point.Maybe because he sees the same thing I do whenever I look at that burnt page.Someone tried to destroy it before I could understand it.That means somebody is afraid of what happens when I do.The archive still smells like smoke.Wet ash covers the floor. Some shelves are gone completely. Others are blackened along the edges, their books swollen from the water thrown over them.I step inside slowly.There is something strange about seeing history reduced to this.Names that once mattered.Promises people died protecting.Laws that shaped generations.All of it can disappear in a single night if someone decides it should.I run my fingers over a burned shelf.“A lot of people worked very hard to make sure I never found this.”Collins stands behind me.“Then let’s make sure they regret it.”I glanc