All Chapters of The moon goddess chose wrong: twice: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

EnzoThey came out in a formation that confirmed everything. Twenty two fighters, I counted them quickly, spreading into a perimeter around the yard with the practiced efficiency of people who had been told exactly where to go and had been waiting in position long enough to be comfortable. They were disciplined and well-equipped and they had been here for hours.Dexter came out last.He walked out of the farmhouse itself, not the barn, through the front door, which meant he had been inside watching the entire approach. He was dressed simply, in dark clothes, no armor, with the loose unhurried confidence of someone who knew the numbers were in his favor and saw no reason to dress the occasion up.I was looking for something in his face. Some shared angle of jaw or quality of eye that would make the document in my pocket feel real rather than theoretical. He was taller than I had imagined, broader through the shoulders, with the particular physical presence of an Alpha who had earned it

The interrogation room beneath the Silver Fang pack house had not been used seriously since the last time Dexter tried to raid silverfang.Tonight was not a diplomatic situation, We had captured four of Dexter’s lieutenants during the farmhouse retreat, men who had not moved fast enough or been positioned close enough to their Alpha’s extraction route to disappear with the rest. They sat in separate holding cells now, silver cuffs binding them, and very much aware that the evening had not gone the way they had been told it would.I had let them sit for two hours.That was something Anthony had taught me years ago, before I understood the full cost of his counsel. Let them think, he had said. A man who has time to imagine what’s coming is already half broken before you say a word, it's a form of torture on its own.The irony of using his advice tonight was not lost on me.Max stood next to me by my shoulder as I pushed open the first cell door. The lieutenant inside was mid forties, he

Anthony seemed different, Something moved through the expression that was not quite guilt and not quite relief, and was possibly both he was trying to hide his expression.“May I sit down?” he asked. “Yes, no one is stopping you” I said. “And then you’re going to tell me everything. Not the version you’ve been lying about.”He moved to the chair by the window and lowered himself into it with the careful movement of genuine old age. I remained standing. The room was very quiet, the night pressing against the window glass, the pipe tobacco ghost haunting the curtains.“How long have you known?” he asked.“Long enough,” I said. “The dates on the records go back four years. When did it actually start?”He folded his hands in his lap. “Five years ago,” he said. “The day I put the title on your shoulders.”The words fell into the room with the weight of a confession that had been held so long it had lost its shape.“I looked at that broken pack,” he said quietly, “and I thought, let the bo

Chapter 108The kitchen was very quiet.Outside the window, the sky had moved from deep dark toward the particular blue-black that preceded dawn. The herbs above the window stirred faintly in a draft from somewhere.“Your father,” I said. “When this is over. We go and get him ourselves, we won't go through the tunnels because we are not hiding, and no solo missions. Together, with a full team, we bring him here, if he agrees to come.”Her eyes went bright very suddenly and tears gathered, but the expression vanished, she blinked rapidly with the particular speed of someone who had gotten very good at not crying in front of people.“He’ll come,” she said. “He’s stubborn but he knows Crestmoon is no longer safe.”“Then it’s decided,” I said.A silence settled between us that was different from the silences before. Less weight. Something had been set down somewhere and the air where it had been was cleaner, she had gotten everything off her chest, and I got clarity.Then I asked the one

Enzo Nina set plates on the table and sat down beside me, close enough that our arms touched, and I felt her presence settle into the space the way it always did, warm and supportive.“What do you know about Jessica’s current plans?” I asked.“Enough to be useful,” he said. “She’s been building her gift since the night Nina accidentally gave it to her. She’s further along than you think. The mage she has working with her has been amplifying what Nina’s contact started.” He looked at me directly. “She doesn’t want to destroy Silver Fang. She wants you specifically. The pack is just to have it. In her mind, you were always hers, and everything that has happened since has been an elaborate lie perpetrated against her.”“She cheated on me for months, and she rejected me,” I said flatly. “Five years ago. Of her own choice for Dexter.”“I know,” he said. “Logic is not the organizing principle of what she’s carrying. It’s closer to obsession than reasoning. She has convinced herself that t