Semua Bab The Sacred Pack Of The True Luna: Bab 51 - Bab 60

RaeThe moonstone shattered into five pieces.For several seconds, I could only stare at them scattered across the stone path. The broken silver crescent lay twisted nearby, still faintly glowing from the heat that had torn through it, while pieces of the stone my mother had fastened around my neck rested in the dirt between Julien and me.Then something inside me changed.The pressure I had carried for days disappeared so completely that I sucked in a breath. My wolf surged into the space left behind, filling places inside me I had never realized were empty. Her presence was suddenly everywhere at once, warm and powerful and so intimately familiar that my eyes burned before I understood why.Rae.I froze.Her voice was clearer than it had ever been. There was no strain behind it and no need for anger or fear to force the word through. She simply spoke, and I heard her as naturally as I heard my own thoughts.“You’re here.”Relief rushed through me in answer, carrying years of lonelin

RaeBy the time we reached Mansfield’s secure classroom, the four mate bonds had stopped feeling like a revelation and started feeling like a practical problem.Grant’s concern pressed against one side of my awareness, Julien’s concentration sharpened another, Brax’s anger still flared whenever Quinn crossed his mind, and Linc remained the quietest presence of the four. I could separate them now, but filtering them out was another matter entirely.My wolf had no interest in filtering anyone.She seemed perfectly content with all four of them being close.Chrissy sat beside me while Mansfield locked the classroom and activated the privacy runes along the walls. Jesse had been stopped at the secure entrance downstairs. I still wasn’t sure how I felt about letting the door close between us, but I wasn’t ready to explain four mate bonds to him when I barely understood them myself.I placed Jesse’s handkerchief on the table and unfolded it.Five pieces of moonstone rested beneath the suspe

RaeWhatever Harold saw in Mansfield’s folder frightened him.He crossed the classroom without speaking and stopped beside the table, his attention fixed on the paperwork rather than the five pieces of moonstone still sitting in our hands. Sonya followed more slowly, confusion moving across her face as she looked from me to Grant, Julien, Brax, and Linc.“Why are they holding pieces of Rae’s necklace?” she asked.“That is currently second on the list of things we need to discuss,” Mansfield said.Brax glanced at his fragment. “It was briefly first.”Mansfield gave him a look before turning to Harold. “Sit down.”Harold didn’t. “Where did you get that?”The question wiped away what remained of Brax’s amusement.Mansfield returned to her chair and opened the folder. “The archive administrator sent me the restricted access history for the concealment text this morning. Most of the older entries had been transferred into a secondary registry when Ravenwood updated its system.”Harold’s fa

RaeBy the time Mansfield finally closed the folders on Elena Vicker, my brain had reached its limit.Apparently, learning that my mother’s half-sister had married into Jesse’s family, lied to Harold about her identity, and spent hours researching hidden lunar bloodlines eight years ago was enough information for one afternoon. Mansfield seemed to agree because she stacked the records together and announced that she needed time to request the full archive logs, verify Elena’s council history, and determine exactly how much access she had gained through the Vicker Pack.Grant looked like he wanted to argue with the concept of stopping, but the anger moving through our bond remained contained.Her attention shifted to the five moonstone fragments still resting in our hands.“Before anyone leaves, put those back on the table.”Brax glanced down at his piece. “They might object.”Mansfield’s eyes narrowed. “What does that mean?”I looked around the table and realized none of us had actua

RaeFor several minutes after Jesse walked away, none of us moved.I could still feel the hurt I had caused him sitting heavy beneath my ribs, though I knew now that not all of the calm settling over it belonged to me. Linc’s moonstone fragment remained curled in his hand, his thumb resting against the pale surface as though he had forgotten it was there.Grant noticed first.His gaze dropped to Linc’s hand, then lifted to me. I felt the question before he asked it.“You’re okay?”“I’m fine.”Concern pushed through his bond anyway.I gave him a look.He sighed. “Right. You can feel that.”“Very much.”Brax shoved both hands into his pockets and glanced toward the academic buildings. “So are we all just standing here until Rae tells us what to do now?”“I would actually love it if everyone stopped asking me what to do for at least an hour.”“That seems reasonable,” Julien said.Grant looked considerably less convinced. “You’ve had enough happen today.”“I know. Which is exactly why I’m