All Chapters of The Barren Luna's Secret: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

Arya’s POVI cleaned the claw marks slowly, working carefully around the deepest one. Connor held still for me the whole time, only flinching when the antiseptic stung.“Sorry,” I said.“It’s fine,” Connor said, his jaw tight. “Keep going.”I pressed the bandage over his skin and smoothed the tape across it.“You look like something is on your mind,” Connor said.“There is, actually,” I replied.“Ask me anything,” Connor said.“What you said to my brother. About the throne, about disrespecting the Alpha King and Freya,” I said, keeping my eyes on the tape. “Was any of it true?”“All of it,” Connor answered.“You’re certain?” I asked.“I was in the room when it happened, Arya. I saw it myself,” Connor replied.I sat down on the stool across from him. “Tell me what happened.”“After the war, Kael didn’t recover as quickly as everyone hoped. The antidote cleared the toxin, but not before it damaged his organs and weakened his wolf. Recovery will take a long time,” Connor explained.“I kn

Freya’s POVI had barely gotten situated in my room to take a bath after dinner when the door to our room slammed open. Elise was standing in the doorway, out of breath. I immediately tugged my shirt back on and asked, “What’s wrong?”"Rogues attacked the eastern border,” she replied.Logan exited the bathroom, sleeves still rolled up, and asked, "How many?""Just a few. The patrol took care of it quickly." She leaned heavily against the doorframe, chest rising and falling, as she was trying to catch her breath. "But Tristan got hurt. They used wolfsbane on him.”"How long ago?" I asked as I put my shoes back on."Half an hour, maybe less. Gavin's there with Tristan now at the hospital,” Elise explained.We went straight there. My mind raced with questions, but I was relieved Tristan was only poisoned with wolfsbane; it was still a dangerous and potent poison.‘He is strong. He will survive this,’ my wolf reassured me.Gavin stood outside the operating room when we arrived. Elise walk

Freya’s POVThe next morning, we sat at the table, barely touching our food. My stomach was tight with nerves, but I forced myself to eat a little so no one would worry. Sometimes, I noticed Logan watching me, like he could tell how anxious I felt. He looked lost in his own thoughts, too. The attack on Tristan had shaken everyone, and now the whole pack felt tense and unsure, like we were all waiting for something bad to happen."We’ve been back for days," Logan said quietly. "All we’ve done is rest and recover. Maybe that was a mistake."I nodded, resting my hand on my belly. "We needed a break. Don’t feel bad about us taking a little time to celebrate.""I know," Logan said. "I don’t regret it. I’m just...""I get it. Tristan’s still healing, and now I carried twins. Someone might see that as a chance to attack us," I said. If we were in dire need, I could use Moonfire, but I didn’t know what that would do to the twins.Logan’s eyes narrowed. "There are four wolves that would be bol

Freya’s POV“You conspired with rogues to kill my Chief Warrior,” I said angrily and held the dagger up for everyone to see. “The six rogues that attacked Tristan had the same dagger. Do you understand how that looks?”“I did no such thing,” Geoffrey said as he finally stopped struggling. Logan finally released him as he, Gavin, and Connor created a defensive circle around him. “I was defending myself against Alpha Connor.”“You liar. I…”“Let him finish,” I said, interrupting Connor.“I only came to see how Tristan was, and Alpha Connor attacked me,” Geoffrey explained.“Do you really expect us to believe that?” I scoffed.“You are condemning me for having that dagger?”“I have.”“Why? I know I am not one of your favorites, but you can’t believe me, an Alpha, would work with rogues. Anyone in this territory could have bought those daggers and given them to the rogues. Half the smiths on the eastern road would sell to whoever paid.”“Then explain what you’re doing in this room tonight

Freya’s POVLogan and I sat at the table that morning, picking at our food. The pack house was quiet as we were the first ones up. Only our voices broke the silence as we talked about Geoffrey’s trial. We thought catching him would fix things, that he was behind what happened to Tristan. But it didn’t help. I kept seeing Arya on the floor, crying when she learned her brother would be executed. That image wouldn’t leave me.Logan rubbed his eyes, his voice low and weary. “This whole thing is such a mess.”“I regret involving Arya in catching Geoffrey. We should have kept her out of it,” I said.“Do you think Arya’s going to be okay?” Logan asked.“I don’t know,” I said. “This would be a blow for anyone.”“I just hope she can get through this,” Logan said. “But I would not be surprised if she no longer wanted anything to do with Doomfang.”“Would you let her leave?” I asked.“Of course. I only stopped her from going with Geoffrey because he was trying to control her,” Logan explained, h