Todos los capítulos de My Alpha Buried the Wrong Luna: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

KAELThe mountain crossing lay exactly where the old survey said it would.A narrow stone bridge stretched across a deep gorge, carrying the only safe road through this part of Greyhaven. Fast water rushed far below, crashing against jagged rocks that had broken countless wagons over the years. Anyone travelling north had little choice but to cross here.Darius reined in his horse beside me as we approached a small trading shelter built a short distance from the bridge."If Eira Vale came this way," he said, "someone here would remember."I nodded and dismounted.An elderly merchant looked up from repairing a wagon wheel. His eyes moved between us cautiously before settling on the folded travel register I carried."I'm looking for a woman travelling under the name Eira Vale," I said. "Dark hair. Protected by Greyhaven escorts."He studied my face before answering."I remember her."Hope rose inside me, though I forced myself to remain calm."When was she here?""Yesterday morning.""W

KAELThe council found me before the enemy did.Darius and I had stopped at a small inn near the Greyhaven border after two days of following Elara's trail. The mountain roads had become more difficult, and both our horses needed rest before we continued north. I had barely finished reviewing my notes when the innkeeper knocked gently on my door."There's a rider asking for you."I frowned."I didn't give anyone my location.""He said the message couldn't wait."I exchanged a quick glance with Darius before walking downstairs. A familiar horse stood outside, its saddle marked with the Blackridge council crest. The rider climbed down the moment he saw me and handed over a sealed scroll."It came directly from the council chamber."I broke the seal without speaking.The document carried every official signature required for an emergency decree.Effective immediately, Alpha Kael Voss is relieved of all investigative authority concerning the northern estate fire, the paternity inquiry, an

KAELBy the time we reached the abandoned ranger's cabin, the table was covered with documents collected over the past several weeks. Every report, copied order, and damaged record had been placed side by side until they formed a timeline that stretched from Elara's trial to the present day. Looking at them together, I could no longer believe they belonged to separate investigations. Every path eventually circled back to the same hidden authority.Darius stood across from me, comparing one document with another while I studied the approval codes written beneath each official signature. Gareth Vale's travel authorization carried the same emergency sequence as Noah's first paternity test. The altered map from the northern estate showed it again, and so did the order that accelerated the council review before Elara's imprisonment. Different names had signed the papers, yet the approval route beneath every signature remained identical."This can't be a coincidence," Darius said, placing a

KAELThe order to burn the northern estate had not come from angry wolves.It had come from someone who understood procedure.That thought stayed with me as Darius and I rode toward an abandoned military outpost outside Blackridge. One of Maeve's trusted contacts had quietly passed along a message the previous evening. A retired officer who had served during the northern estate operation was still alive. He had disappeared after leaving the military, but someone had recently seen him living under another name near the eastern border.If he truly helped organize the operation, he might know who gave the final order.We found the small farmhouse just before sunset. It stood alone beside an old wheat field, far from the nearest village. The man who answered the door looked older than I expected. His hair had turned completely grey, and a long scar crossed the left side of his face.When he saw the Blackridge crest on my cloak, his shoulders tensed."I've been expecting someone," he said

KAELThe mountains had begun to wear us down.For nearly two weeks, Darius and I had followed every trail that carried even the smallest trace of Elara. Each village gave us another clue, each witness confirmed that a dark-haired woman travelling under the name Eira Vale had passed through, and every answer brought us closer while somehow keeping her just beyond reach.The journey had taken its toll.Our food stores were nearly gone, one of the horses favored its left foreleg after climbing the rocky passes, and the cold nights grew harsher the farther north we traveled. Even Darius, who rarely complained, looked more tired than he cared to admit.As we stopped beside a narrow stream to refill our water skins, he checked the last of our supplies."We have enough food for two more days," he said."Stretch it to three."He looked up from the saddlebag."We've already been doing that.""I know.""If we don't find another village soon, the horses will suffer before we do."I rested a hand