All Chapters of Erasing the Luna: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The morning after the open hearing, Rhea heard her name before she reached the Luna corridor.Not whispered.Not followed by nervous silence.A kitchen servant crossing the eastern hall saw her and immediately stepped aside.“Good morning, Lady Moonmere.”Rhea stopped.The young woman’s face was familiar, though Rhea could not place her among the many servants who had passed through the pack house before the erasure.“Good morning.”The servant lowered her eyes respectfully and continued on her way.Rhea remained where she was for several seconds.Maddox, walking a few paces behind her, noticed.“What is it?”“She said my name.”His expression softened.Rhea almost wished it had not.“I heard.”“She didn’t hesitate.”“No.”Rhea looked toward the corner where the servant had disappeared.For weeks, she had thought recognition would feel like relief.Sometimes it did.Sometimes it felt like being cut open with something gentle.They continued toward the old Luna corridor.The changes be

Rhea chose the winter parlor because she remembered exactly how unwelcome she had once felt there.The room had not changed.Dark wood framed the tall windows. Pale winter light fell across the old silver tea service near the hearth. The same carved chairs stood beneath the Stormhaven portraits, and the fire burned with the careful neatness Isolde preferred, never high enough to smoke or throw sparks onto the carpet.Months ago, Rhea had sat in this room while Maddox’s mother warned her about love, weakness, and the fate of Alphas who allowed women too deeply into their hearts.Now Rhea understood the cost of that fear.Maddox stopped outside the door with her.“I’m coming in.”Rhea turned toward him.His expression was already hard. Rowan’s confession had left his wolf close to the surface, and the bond between them carried enough anger to make the air around him feel charged.“No.”His jaw tightened. “Rhea.”“I need to ask her first.”“If she gave blood authority—”“I know what she

Lady Maerwynn sent for Scarlett before breakfast.Scarlett did not go.The second message arrived while she was helping Lysa sort the petitions that had accumulated in the Luna corridor. It was more direct.Your family requires your presence before the council session.Scarlett read the note once, folded it carefully, and placed it beneath the tea tray.Lysa glanced at her. “Are you going?”“No.”“You look as though you would enjoy saying that to her face.”Scarlett’s mouth curved without humor. “I have spent most of my life saying yes to her face. I think I have earned one morning of inconvenience.”Rhea heard the exchange from the window.She had arrived early because sleep had been impossible after Maddox placed the Alpha signet on the council table. The ring remained there under guard, untouched by either side while the younger warriors refused to recognize the leadership review.The entire pack seemed to be holding its breath.Now Scarlett sat at the same table where she had once

Isolde’s hand disappeared into silver fire.For one suspended heartbeat, the Moon Archive went silent.Then the entire pack house screamed.The sound did not come from one throat.It came from stone, blood, bond, and memory all at once.Rhea staggered as the silver thread between her name and Maddox’s blazed white. The Archive floor shook beneath her feet, and every floating script around the chamber shattered into fragments of light.Magnus caught her elbow.“Stay with me.”“I’m here.”The words barely left her before memory struck.Not hers.Everyone else’s.The force of it rushed through the bond network tied to the Archive and spread beyond the chamber like a storm breaking through every wall at once.Somewhere above them, a woman screamed.Another voice began sobbing.A wolf howled in terror.Rhea gripped Magnus’s arm as images crashed through the room.Her first arrival at Obsidian.Not waking erased.The real first arrival.She saw herself years younger, standing beneath the bl

Rhea entered the room beside Maddox’s suite after midnight.She had not slept there since returning to Obsidian.The council had restored her title. The Moon Archive carried her name again. The pack bowed when she passed, and the old Luna corridor had become so busy that Scarlett had threatened to start charging people a tea tax if they continued arriving before breakfast.Yet this room remained harder than any council chamber.Maddox stood near the window when she opened the door.He had not asked her to come.Rhea had sent Lysa away for the night, walked through the Alpha wing alone, and stopped outside this room for several minutes before deciding that a restored title meant little if she remained afraid of the places where she had been hurt.The first thing she noticed was the moonflower.It sat on the narrow table near the window, its pale blossoms turned toward the glass. Someone had repotted it while she was in Northwyck. The leaves looked stronger now.Her brush rested on the