《Three Fates, One Luna》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

Cold.Not the biting kind that hurt. The familiar kind that filled your lungs until every breath felt clean.I stood outside a small cabin tucked deep within a forest of towering pines. Snow clung to the branches overhead, and somewhere nearby I could hear a river rushing over stone.The air smelled of cedar, pine… and smoke.Thwack.The sharp crack of an axe echoed through the trees.Thwack.I followed the sound.Riven stood beside a neatly stacked pile of firewood, splitting another log with practiced ease.He wasn't wearing a shirt.His dar

"I expected you to be taller."I blinked."I'm sorry?""Stories have a habit of exaggerating." Her scar pulled slightly as one corner of her mouth lifted.Darian laughed as he swung down from his horse. "Talia has the social skills of an angry badger.""I've met angry badgers." She didn't take her eyes off me as she responded. "They're friendlier."I bit back a smile."Talia," she said, finally offering her hand. "Commander of the Eastern Patrol."I shook it.Her grip was firm."So... you're the Goddess-blessed girl." She looked me over. "Some call you blessed. Others call you cursed." She shrugged. "Either way, you're famous.""I suppose.""I don't care." The bluntness caught me off guard."Having a reputation doesn’t keep you alive." Before I could respond, she pointed toward the ground. "Which way did my last patrol leave?"I frowned.The trail was covered in overlapping boot prints and hoofprints. I crouched, studying the disturbed dirt before pointing east."That way.""Why?""Th

"No one talks."The order settled over the patrol.No one answered.They didn't need to.Around me, warriors lifted their noses to the wind. Their ears tilted toward the forest as they listened for sounds I couldn't hear. Several glanced toward one another, silent conversations passing through the pack bond too quickly for me to follow.I couldn't hear their words. But I could see the decisions being made.Talia crouched beside the deer once more, studying the torn throat. Her gaze shifted to a nearby fern.A single crimson drop clung to one of its leaves. Fresh.Another drop lay several feet farther into the trees.Then another.A blood trail.Talia's expression hardened. She motioned toward it. The patrol moved as one. No voices. No hesitation.We hadn't gone fifty yards before Talia froze.Every wolf stopped instantly.The forest held its breath.Then—My pulse quickened.“Rogue.”The word alone was enough to make my stomach tighten.Every story I'd ever heard painted them as mons

Darian walked me over to the platform they had laid out on the beach. It was some sort of hard panels that linked together to create a makeshift floor. On the side closest to the beach was a large bonfire offering it’s warmth and light. On the other side was a band. Not an orchestra that usually presided at balls, but a band consisting of fiddles, a banjo, a flute, a guitar, and some drums. The music they created was bouncy and lovely. The reverberations through my body made me want to move. Darian held out his hand, his smile lighting up his face.I looked back at the makeshift dance floor, and the dancing involved. It wasn’t anything I knew how to do. The steps looked chaotic, yet somehow perfectly on beat. Nothing I'd ever seen before. A flicker of panic ran through me. What if I fell? What if I made a fool of myself?Darian saw the thoughts written on my face. "Do you trust me?" he asked, hand still outstretched. My eyes searched his face.There wasn't an ounce of doubt ther

The smell of fresh bread pulled me from sleep.I blinked.Rough wooden beams stretched across the ceiling. A fire crackled nearby.Then came the steady rhythm of a knife striking wood.Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.I pushed myself upright.Riven stood with his back to me beside a small iron stove. Fresh bread rested on the counter while a pot simmered gently over the fire.He didn't look back."You're late."I frowned."Late for what?""Everything, really. But dinner specifically.""...Dinner?"He glanced over his shoulder, violet eyes glinting."You know... that thing people eat in the evening.""I know what dinner is.""Good."He turned back to the vegetables."I was beginning to worry."I folded my arms."Why are you cooking?"He shrugged."Because starvation seemed dramatic.""So you're the responsible one?""Absolutely not."He sprinkled herbs into the pot."I'm just the only one here."I wandered farther into the cabin.Small.Simple.One bed. One table.Nothing like the home of the mons