Todos os capítulos de Moon bound to the ruthless alpha: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

The WatcherFrom the far side of the courtyard, he watched Vanessa walk away.She moved quickly, but not quickly enough to hide the tension in her shoulders.She was angry.He had noticed that about her weeks ago.At first, it had only been frustration whenever Anna was around. Then it had become something deeper.Something useful.He had seen the way Vanessa watched Kael.The way her expression changed whenever the Alpha looked at Anna and the way she forced herself to smile when Anna was praised.Most people would have called it jealousy, but he saw an opportunity.He leaned against the stone wall, keeping his face turned away from the courtyard.No one paid attention to him and that was the advantage of being ordinary.People remembered Alphas,Betas and Gammas.But they rarely remembered the quiet man who carried supplies, delivered messages, or stood at the edge of a crowd.That was how he had survived in Ironfang.He had been careful and extremely patient.And now patience was finally b

Vanessa’s POVThe paper was still in my pocket the following morning.I had read the name so many times that I no longer needed to look at it.Elias Vale,Anna’s uncle.The man who had left her family’s territory three weeks before the massacre.I had spent most of the night thinking about what the stranger had told me.He hadn’t asked me to do anything.That was what made him dangerous.He had simply given me information and allowed my curiosity to do the rest.I didn’t know who he was or why he was interested in Anna.But I knew one thing.He knew more than he was telling me and I wanted to know more too.I folded the paper and slipped it deeper into my dress.The courtyard was already busy when I stepped outside.Warriors were preparing for morning training as Pack members moved between the buildings.Everything looked normal and that was the strange thing about Ironfang.Life continued no matter what was happening beneath the surface.I saw Anna near the training grounds,She was speaking

AnnaI couldn’t stop thinking about what Kael had said.The thought followed me everywhere.Even when I tried to sleep,I kept remembering the way his expression had changed in the library.He had tried to hide it, but I had seen the concern in his eyes.Something was bothering him and he’s refusing to tell me .And I had a feeling it had something to do with me.I decided not to ask. At least, not yet.If Kael wanted to tell me, he would.Instead, I focused on my own investigation.The old records had become almost an obsession.Every answer seemed to lead to another question.That morning, I returned to the library alone.I carried the paper about Elias with me and placed it on the table and studied it again.There was something about it that didn’t feel right.The handwriting was different from the other records.I had noticed it before, but I hadn’t paid enough attention.I opened another file from the same year.The handwriting was neat and narrow but the Elias report was heavier.The let

Anna’s POVThe words wouldn’t leave my mind.North gate. Third moon.I had written them down twice in my notebook, but seeing them on the page didn’t make them any easier to understand.I had spent most of the night trying to connect them to everything I already knew about my family.The massacre.Vorkan.The silver crescent.Elias Vale.And now Ironfang.That last part bothered me the most.Why would an old record from my family’s territory contain a clue pointing toward Ironfang?I had been searching for answers about my family for so long that I had stopped expecting anything to make sense. Every time I thought I had finally found a piece of the truth, another mystery appeared.Still, I couldn’t ignore the clue.If there was something waiting at the north gate, I needed to know what it was.The problem was that Kael had specifically told me not to go there alone.I stared at the words in my notebook. Then I sighed.“I know,” I muttered to myself. “I’m being reckless.”But knowing tha

Vanessa’s POVThe stranger’s warning had been clear. If I wanted information about Anna, Grams Becky was probably the easiest person to approach. But approaching her directly would raise questions.I needed a reason.By morning, I had one.I carried a basket of fresh herbs toward the healer’s quarters, pretending I had been asked to deliver them. Grams Becky was outside, sorting dried leaves into small wooden containers.She looked up when she saw me. “Vanessa.”“Good morning, Grams.”Her expression remained polite, but I could tell she was surprised to see me.“I brought these from the kitchen. They said you were running low.”“That was kind of you.”I smiled. “I thought I could help.”She thanked me and returned to her work.I stayed.For several minutes, we talked about ordinary things. The weather. The pack. The preparations for the coming week.Nothing important.Then I noticed a small bundle of old papers sitting beside her.I pointed toward them. “Are those medical records?”“So