Semua Bab His Rejected Mate, His Greatest Regret : Bab 41 - Bab 50

I barely slept that night as my mother’s final order remained in my mind long after Gabriel had left the administrative wing with the documents hidden beneath his coat. The image of her signature refused to disappear, along with the realization that she had known something was terribly wrong with Silvercrest before her death. She had tried to stop the theft of our resources, had ordered the suspicious shipments halted, and had threatened to remove anyone responsible. Yet someone had ignored her. Someone had continued the shipments, and then my mother had died.By morning, I knew there was only one thing left to do. I returned to the administrative wing before the council had gathered for the day and found Gabriel already there, standing beside the table with several documents spread before him. He looked as though he had spent the entire night going through the records. “You didn’t sleep,” I said as I entered, studying the tiredness around his eyes.“Good morning Luna, neither did you

Gabriel left without another word and I remained alone in the archive, staring at the evidence that had survived all these years. For the first time, the corruption in Silvercrest had numbers, dates, merchants, payments, and names. My father’s name was among them, and so was Vivianne’s.I pressed my palm against the old ledger as anger and grief settled heavily inside me. My mother had spent her final months searching for the truth, and someone had tried to bury it. Someone had made sure the records disappeared, and someone had benefited while Silvercrest starved. But if the secret account Gabriel had uncovered was only the beginning, then the question I feared most was no longer whether my mother had been murdered. It was how many people had needed her dead to keep their secrets buried.I closed the ledger slowly and drew a deep breath. I was going to find out, even if the truth destroyed everything I had ever believed about my family and even if it led me straight to the people I ha

I stopped beside the window and stared at the dark yard outside. “Then someone gave them permission to enter.”“That is what I believed,” Helena said quietly. “And that was why I became even more afraid.”I turned back toward her. “Did my mother know they were coming?”Helena hesitated before nodding slowly. “I believe she did.”My brows pulled together. “Why?”“Because when I told her there were warriors at the entrance, she didn’t look surprised.” Helena swallowed, her eyes becoming distant as she returned to the memory. “She only looked at me for a moment before telling me to take the other servants away from the residence.”“Why would she send everyone away?” I asked.“She said she didn’t want anyone else involved.” Said Helena.I stared at Helena, imagining my mother standing in that house, knowing armed strangers had arrived and still trying to protect the people who worked for her.“And you left?”“I took the servants toward the kitchen quarters, but I didn’t go far.” Helena lo

Helena’s eyes widened slightly. “She never said the word poison to me but she stopped taking anything unless she knew exactly where it came.”The room suddenly felt smaller. I thought about the medical records Gabriel had been trying to recover, the supplies that had disappeared, the orders my mother had issued, and the people who had benefited from those missing shipments. Rowan. Vivianne. The administrative officer. Silas Vane. Then there were the warriors who had entered my mother’s home shortly before her illness. “What did she do with her medicine?” I asked.“She started asking me to bring it directly from the healer, which I did whenever I could.” Helena looked away, and that small movement immediately caught my attention. “There were times when someone else brought it before I reached the healer,” she admitted.My heart stopped for a beat. “Who?”“I don’t know. Servants changed often in those days. Some were dismissed without explanation, while others simply stopped coming to w

For years, Rowan had controlled the story of my mother’s death, but now, for the first time, I had caught him changing it, and I knew that was only the beginning.I stayed in the records room long after Rowan left, staring at the closed door as his words continued to replay in my mind. Some truths are better left buried. That was not the warning of a man who believed there was nothing to uncover. It was the warning of a man who was afraid of what I might find.Gabriel gathered the remaining documents while I carefully returned the ledger to its place. “We should stop for today,” he said quietly. “If Rowan realizes how much we have already found, he may try to remove the remaining records.”“Then we need to find them before he does,” I replied, gathering the copies beneath my cloak.Gabriel nodded. “I’ll keep searching for the officer who signed those approvals.”“And I’ll find out what Rowan is hiding.” I left the records room with the documents secured beneath my cloak, but I had bar