บททั้งหมดของ Three Fates, One Luna: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

The dreams were real.No.That wasn't possible.Dreams weren't real.Except I'd been here before.I slowly looked around the forge.I'd seen the Veilborn forge hundreds of times. Moonshadow's too. They were different from each other, but they had one thing in common.The tools.Both had long workbenches with hammers hanging beneath the edges, close enough for the smiths to reach without stepping away from their work.Ironfang didn't.The hammers hung on the wall.I'd never seen a forge arranged like this before.Except once.In my dream.My stomach dropped.No.Maybe I'd seen something similar somewhere and forgotten about it. Maybe my mind had pieced together bits of other places and somehow created this.Dreams did strange things.I needed something else.Something I couldn't explain away.My mind raced through everything I'd dreamed since the bonds appeared.Darian.My chest tightened.Last night.His hands on mine.His voice.The beach.You are nothing compared to Kael.If that ha

Something was wrong.Unfortunately, something else was also wrong.I was lost.Very lost.I turned slowly, studying the trees around me.They all looked exactly the same.Tall.Green.Unhelpful.Wonderful.I looked up through the branches.The mountain rose somewhere to my left.Ironfang was built into the valley beneath it, which meant if I kept the mountain—I frowned.Which side had the forge been on?Talia would be ashamed of me.Garrik would never let me hear the end of this.Kael—No.Absolutely not.I was not thinking about Kael again.I picked a direction and started walking.The ground sloped beneath my feet, roots twisting through patches of dirt and stone. I stepped over one, ducked beneath a low branch, then nearly tripped over another.Maybe Garrik had been right to question whether I could find my way back.I would never tell him that.The trees grew thicker as I went.That seemed bad.I changed directions.The ground began climbing beneath my feet.At least that was some

There was a wolf standing in front of me.A very large wolf.No.Large didn't cover it.He was enormous.I'd seen Alpha wolves before. I'd grown up around them. I'd seen my father's wolf more times than I could count, Darian's on patrol, and enough shifted warriors to know exactly how much space a powerful wolf could take up.This one made them look small.His shoulders rose nearly to my chest. Thick black fur covered a body built with the same ridiculous amount of muscle as the man inside it. His paws were massive. His head alone looked large enough to crush my rib cage.Every instinct I possessed should have been screaming at me to run.Rogue wolves were in the mountains.Wolves were dying.Two scouts had been killed.And I was standing alone in the forest, holding a burning stick, while the largest, strongest wolf I'd ever seen stared directly at me.I wasn't afraid.Not even a little.Something warm pulled beneath my ribs.The bond.I knew him.Not his scent.Not his eyes.Him.“K

Patrick had been cleaned before I saw him.It didn't help.Blood still stained the wound across his throat.One bite.Clean. Precise.I stood beside the table, staring at a man I'd known most of my life.“He would have fought.”Talia stood across from me, her arms folded tightly over her chest.“Yes.”“But he didn't.”“No.”There were no wounds across Patrick's arms. No torn flesh. Nothing that suggested a struggle.Whoever killed him had gotten close enough to strike before Patrick could defend himself.Or had been strong enough that it hadn't mattered.My stomach twisted.“Kael could have done this.”Talia's eyes lifted to mine.“So could your father.”I looked at her sharply.“You know what I mean.”“I do. That's why I'm reminding you that capable isn't the same as guilty.”I looked back at Patrick.She was right.I hated that.Kael had the strength. The speed. The control.But none of that told me why the Alpha of Ironfang would be killing Moonshadow scouts along our eastern terri

“They've known each other their whole lives.”I looked at Garrik.“Their whole lives?”“Yes.”That explained some things.Probably more things than I wanted it to.I adjusted the pack on my shoulder and stepped over a root.“Have they always been this close?”Garrik glanced at me.“Close?”“Yes.”He waited.Apparently he wanted me to elaborate.I didn't.Thankfully, after a moment, he looked back toward the trail.“They became closer after Gina died.”Gina.I knew that name.“Kael's mother?”“Yes.”The former Luna of Ironfang.I'd seen her name while reading logs in the Veilborn archives years ago.I did the math.“Kael must have been little.”“He was.”“That must have been hard.”Garrik was quiet for a few steps.“It was.”Something in his voice made me look at him.“Garren became harder on Kael after Gina's death.”I'd heard enough about the former Alpha to have a general idea of what harder might mean.I wasn't sure I wanted specifics.Naturally, I asked anyway.“How?”“Kael was hi