Todos los capítulos de His Rejected Luna Remembers Nothing: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 19

Lena’s POVThe grounds were empty at 6am.I found that out because I couldn’t sleep again and at some point lying in the dark stopped being restful and started being just lying in the dark so I got up, pulled on clothes and went outside.The air hit me first. Cold and pine-thick and so clean it almost hurt after two years of city breathing. I stood on the back steps and just breathed for a moment. In through the nose, out slow. My wolf stirred at the smell of it. Lazy and satisfied like a cat in a patch of sun.I was still getting used to that. The wolf. The awareness of her. She had been there all along apparently, sleeping in the dark basement of me, and now she was stretching and blinking and had very strong opinions about everything. Smells especially. The world had a whole extra layer of information in it that I was only just learning to read.Right now it was telling me Damien had been on these steps recently. An hour ago maybe. His scent was there on the cold stone railing. Som

Lena’s POVIt came back at 2pm while I was reading.Not the full memory. Not even close. Just a fragment. A splinter of something that pushed through without warning while I was sitting in the library with a book I wasn’t really reading and the afternoon light coming in flat and gold through the tall windows.A smell first. Something warm and specific that the room wasn’t producing but my brain suddenly insisted was there. Cedar and something darker underneath. Then a sound. Low voice, my name, not said in warning or in anger. Said the way you say something you’ve been saving.Selene.And then a flash. Not visual. Just feeling. Hands at my waist, certain and warm, and the feeling of being pulled in and the specific sensation of relaxing into something after a long time of holding yourself tight.It lasted maybe three seconds.Then it was gone and I was back in the library with a book on my lap and my heart going absolutely haywire.I sat very still.My wolf was insufferably smug about

Ria called at 8am the next morning with the voice she used when she’d done something I hadn’t asked her to do and wasn’t sure how I’d feel about it.I knew that voice very well.“Before you say anything,” she started.“Ria.”“I did some research.”“Ria.”“On Marcus Hale.”I sat up straighter in bed. “What kind of research.”“The kind where you have a cousin who works in financial compliance and owes you a favor and you spend three hours on the phone with her last night.” A pause. “Are you mad.”“Tell me what you found.”She exhaled. “Okay so Marcus Hale on paper is clean. Wealthy, connected, runs a private land management company with holdings across four counties. But his financial structure is weird. He has three shell companies that route money through a medical services provider.” A pause. “A pediatric medical services provider Lena.”I was already out of bed.“Name of the provider,” I said.“Brightwood Medical Care. Registered two years and three months ago. Three months after yo

Ria’s POVThe estate was not what I expected.I don’t know what I expected. Something sinister probably given the context. A compound with armed guards and bad lighting and the general energy of a place where things happened that didn’t get reported.It was beautiful.Old stone and tall trees and grounds that rolled out in every direction like whoever built this place wanted to make a point about space. A man called Cole had met me at the gate. Big, dark haired, honest face. He’d carried my bag without asking and answered my questions without deflecting which immediately put him in my good graces.I had a lot of questions.He answered approximately half of them.Lena met me at the front door.I hadn’t seen her in two weeks and in two weeks something had shifted in her that I was trying to calibrate. She looked the same. Same dark hair, same face I’d know anywhere. But she held herself differently. Something had settled in her that hadn’t been there before. A weight that was also someh