Todos los capítulos de No Longer Your Luna: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

 “Who delivered Amara's final letter?”Bobby stared at the archive clerk.The wolf blinked.“I... I don't know, Lord Winchester.”Bobby's fingers tightened around the edge of the desk, “That isn't an answer.”“It's what the record says.”“No.” Bobby shook his head. “The record says the letter was received. I'm asking who carried it here.”The clerk looked down at the document. For several seconds, neither spoke. Then the clerk swallowed, “There's no name in the main register.” Bobby's eyes narrowed.“Then find the secondary register.”“Lord Winchester….”“Find it.”The command carried the authority of the Steward he'd once been, the clerk hurried away. Bobby remained alone among the shelves. Three years ago, he had stood in this very archive and accepted the final letter as unquestiona

 “Why didn't you tell us this before?”The question came sharply from Elder Corvin, Rowena looked at him from inside the ceremonial iron cage. For several seconds, she said nothing. The Assembly Hall had grown restless again. News of the bloodline ledger had reached the chamber before dawn. Amara's condition was no longer Rowena's private claim. The ancient records had confirmed it.Now the Council wanted more, always more. Corvin leaned forward, “If Lady Amara told you that confidential territorial information was being sold to the Shadow Fang Wastelands, why did you remain silent for three years?” Rowena's expression didn't change, “Because for three years, no one asked me what Amara discovered.”The answer cut through the chamber, Corvin's mouth tightened.Rowena continued, “You asked me why I hated her.”“I didn't.”“You asked why I wanted her position.”

“Tell me this account has been closed.”The royal treasurer looked at Castiel, then he looked at the ledger in front of him. His silence was answer enough. Castiel's expression hardened, “Tell me.” The old wolf cleared his throat. “Officially?” Castiel leaned both hands against the treasury table. There is no unofficial answer. The treasurer swallowed. “Officially, the account was closed six years ago.” Castiel stared at him, “And in reality?” A long pause, “It was placed in dormant status.”Castiel straightened slowly. Behind him, Sam swore under his breath. Dean stood near the tall treasury windows, silent and still. The morning light fell across his face, but it did nothing to soften the darkness in his expression. Bobby Winchester sat at the end of the table. His eyes were fixed on the old financial records. The same Blackwolf account had paid for the private reservation at Crimson Fang Tavern. The same meeting that had lured Amara Winchester into the building where rogue wolv

“They're not trying to stop Dean.”Castiel looked at Rowena through the iron bars. The Assembly Hall had mostly emptied after the vote, only a few guards remained near the doors. The new chain of command was already in place. Dean had been stripped of direct authority over the Assembly Guard, indeed the traitor had won another piece of the board.Castiel frowned, “Then who are they trying to stop?” Rowena slowly looked toward the high Council seats.“Me.”For a moment, Castiel said nothing, then he stepped closer.“Rowena, you've just spent three years being blamed for a murder you didn't commit. I understand why you think you're involved in this.”She looked at him, “You don't.”His expression tightened, she turned away.“They were afraid of Dean before.”Castiel folded his arms, “They still are.”“No.”Rowena shook her head, “They're afraid of what Dean can do.” Her fingers curled around the cold iron bars, “But that isn't the same thing as being afraid of him.”Castiel watched her

“You asked me to tell the truth. Don't punish me because you finally recognize it.”The Assembly Hall went still. Rowena stood inside the ceremonial iron cage, one hand resting against a cold bar. Across from her, the Council sat in divided silence.Some faces had changed over the course of the trial, others had not. A few still looked at her as though Ironfang had somehow failed to finish what justice had started but she no longer cared. Three years ago, their opinions had been chains around her throat. Now they were only noise.One of the senior questioners lowered the parchment in his hand, “You are claiming Lady Amara discovered an information network before her death.”“I am.”“How did you know?”“Because she told me.”A murmur spread through the chamber.Rowena waited for it to pass. Outside the high windows, evening shadows had begun creeping across Moonhaven. Inside, the Assembly felt colder than it had that morning.Dean stood several paces from the cage. Not beside the thron