All Chapters of Who Stole My Pup?: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The first day yielded nothing.I settled for using my phone to take pictures of every record from my previous Moon Blessings, uploading them to a secure cloud drive. I remembered in my past life, after the pup vanished, I’d searched for those records at home.They were all gone. Even the security runes in the infirmary showed no trace.It wasn't enough. I went to a portrait artist in the Pack square and commissioned a set of maternity sketches. During the session, I had them take plenty of behind-the-scenes images, clear shots of my swollen belly from every angle.Only then did I feel a sliver of security.Next, I used a communication rune to call my mother."Mom, I'm craving your honey-glazed venison.""Of course, sweetheart. I'll prepare some and send it with the next patrol. A she-wolf carrying needs her strength.""Mom… you remember how many moons along I am, right?""Seven moons, Lily. How could I forget?"I recorded the entire conversation.Last time, my mother had looked the Pac

"Impossible…" My fingers shook as I kept searching.Ethan came over and gently placed his hands on my shoulders. "Lily, the pressure of trying for a pup… it's been affecting you. Creating fantasies."I shoved his hands away and ran out of the tavern.Back to the shrine. Find the Seer. Find the acolyte.They have to remember.I burst into the infirmary wing. The acolyte was helping an elderly she-wolf with a healing poultice.I grabbed her sleeve. "You. You remember me."She jumped, looking at me with blank politeness. "Luna? Have we met?""Of course we have! This morning, you took remembrance images with me—"She thought for a moment, then shook her head, cutting me off. "I've been in the herbarium all morning, Luna, preparing remedies. I haven't been to the Blessing Chambers. Are you here for a fertility reading?"The world tilted."The Seer, then! The woman who did my scrying!"The acolyte checked a wax tablet. "The only Seer on duty today is Elder Corvus. He's male. There have been

“There’s more,” the shadow-walker slid another file across the table. “They had a son. Six years old. He suffered from Moon-Wasting Sickness. He needed a Shadow-Meld ritual.”“As I understand it,” he continued, his voice low, “for such rituals, the essence of a full-blooded sibling works best. Especially a newborn. The Moon’s Breath in the blood from a first cry… its potency is unmatched.”The parchments slipped from my fingers.Every shattered piece snapped into place.Ethan’s son from his previous bond was dying. He needed a sibling’s essence to survive.But his bond with Seraphina was severed. They couldn’t produce another pup.And I… I was pregnant.“The boy?” I managed to ask. “What happened?”The shadow-walker shook his head. “He faded last moon-cycle.”I closed my eyes. The heat behind my lids was unbearable.“One more thing,” his tone turned grave. “Your mate, this past year, made three transfers to a private account held by the Seer’s Circle. A total sum that would purchase a

Ethan arrived swiftly, bursting into the hall with perfectly crafted alarm. “Lily! My heart, are you unharmed?”He turned to the Enforcers and the High Priestess, offering a shallow bow of contrition. “Forgive this. My mate… her wolf has been grieving a barren den. It has manifested a false-pregnancy phantom. She believes it was real…”“Ah, a phantom womb… poor creature.”“He’s too good for her. She should release him from the bond.”“Moon-touched, for sure.”The crowd murmured. The moon-stone glowed brighter, feeding the pack-link.Ethan approached me, his hand outstretched, his face the picture of loving concern. “Lily, come home. Please.”I looked at that face. The perfect, caring mask.Last time, this mask made me believe I was the most cherished she-wolf in the world.Not again.“Home?” I knocked his hand aside. “Which den, Ethan? The one you share with Seraphina in your heart? Or the empty one you keep me in?”Ethan’s smile froze. “Lily, what are you saying?”I pitched my voice t

The Enforcer, a she-wolf with kind eyes, seemed to understand. She didn’t press, just sat nearby, a silent vigil.The waiting was an eternity.Finally, an Elder Healer entered, carrying a bowl of moonlit water and silver dust—the tools of the Blood Trace. His expression was solemn.“The blood sings true,” he announced to the hall. “The pup is of Luna Lily’s direct line. A female, born under the Frost Moon, one year past. A forced moon-tide birth.”I took the formal parchment he offered. The words swam before my eyes. Lineage confirmed. Matriarchal link: absolute.A sound broke from me, a raw, wounded thing. My daughter. She was real. She had lived a year. Learned to walk. To make sounds. To look at a face and call it…I gripped the parchment, my tears falling on the official seal.“Luna,” the head Enforcer said. “Alpha Ethan and Seer Seraphina have confessed to the conspiracy. The High Priestess and two attending Seers have admitted to accepting silver to alter scrolls and perform the