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Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 261: Shifting Blame
OliviaThe sound of hurried movement jolted me awake.My eyes fluttered open, struggling to adjust to the dim light of dawn. Nathan was pacing around the dimly lit room, pulling on his jeans and shirt with an urgency that immediately unsettled me.“What’s going on?” I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. “Why are you up so early?”He paused, pulling his boots on with swift tugs. “There was an incident at the Council building last night,” he said. “Don’t worry about it. Just go back to sleep and get some rest.”I furrowed my brow, confused. “An incident?” I asked. “Nathan, is everything alright?”Nathan sighed. “The guards somehow let someone slip past them. It looks like it’s someone from Ryan’s pack. They destroyed the place, sprayed graffiti everywhere, smashed windows, and even ruined important documents.”My heart raced at his words, and I bolted upright. “Are you serious?” I asked. “What are you going to do?”With a shrug, Nathan grabbed his flannel off of the back of the armchair and
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 262: The Monster’s Return
NathanWith a heavy heart, I made my way to the Council building.The sun hadn’t fully risen yet, but the damage the marauders had done to the historic building was evident even in the early morning dim. The Council building, which had stood for generations as a symbol of our pack’s strength and unity, was now defaced.The entrance, which was built from the finest marbles, was vandalized with distasteful graffiti mocking our lineage. Windows which had withstood centuries of wear were shattered. Walking through the halls felt like traversing through a forgotten war zone, with every footprint echoing loss.I was met with the steely gazes of the three Elders—Mingan, Corbin, and Amara. Mingan’s silver hair, usually neatly pulled back, looked slightly disheveled. Corbin’s broad shoulders seemed more hunched than usual. And Amara’s normally sparkling eyes bore an angry fire.Behind them stood Freya, her auburn hair cascading over her shoulders. She was silent as usual, but her green eyes sp
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 263: The Stone from the Sea
OliviaSoft, muted light streamed through the sheer curtains, casting elongated patterns across the floor of the cozy living space.The room’s warm, neutral colors, reminiscent of the beach that lay not far from our villa, usually soothed my restless soul. But today was different. Today, each step I took resonated with guilt, fear, and an encroaching sense of helplessness.I paced back and forth, wrestling with the tumultuous emotions coursing through me.Elliot, my heart, the center of my universe, had been the target of Ryan’s demands. How could I ever hand over my son? Yet, the destruction outside, the chaos that was beginning to unfurl – could I truly say it wasn’t my fault? Was this only the start of Ryan’s reign of terror?With every footstep, I felt the echoes of doubt reverberating through my soul.Ryan was merely testing the waters, gauging my reactions. I knew him well enough to recognize the predatory glint in his eyes.He was playing with us, and the terrifying realization
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 264: Stories Behind Paintings
OliviaThe faint echo of the twins’ soft breathing still played at the edge of my hearing as I stood before the heavy basement door. It felt like a threshold to another world, a realm holding the whispered secrets of the past. The cool touch of the doorknob in my hand was a stark contrast to the warm afterglow of the nursery.Slipping the baby monitor into my pocket, I descended the stairs. As I did, the memories of past visits to the basement, specifically my aunt’s secret archive, came rushing back.But I couldn’t start there. Not before I had tackled the mountain of boxes in the basement. Only then, if I couldn’t find the peridot, could I move on to the archive itself.The basement was a treasure trove of memories, a space where the past met the present. Each box seemed to have a story of its own, and as I sifted through costumes and toys from days gone by, I couldn’t help but get a little lost in the whirlwind of emotions that accompanied each item.In the midst of this exploratio
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 265: On the Hunt
NathanThe afternoon’s ambiance, painted in shades of gray and blue with the overcast sky, draped over the land as the weight of the impending search pressed on my shoulders.Clouds meandered lazily across the gray sky, occasionally dimming the silver radiance of the sun peeking through the haze that served as our guiding light.If Alvin was the ‘monster’, we had to find him. Not only for the pack’s safety but for Alvin’s sake too. And for my sake, partially—because I wanted to understand why he would do such a thing.Was Ryan forcing Alvin to work for him? Or had Alvin completely disregarded the lengths that Olivia and I had gone to all those months ago to restore his hand and keep him from being euthanized by my father?I had questions, and I wanted answers.I had assembled a search party in the clearing by an old ash tree, its boughs gnarled and twisted with age. All around me, members of the pack’s guard detail waited; many old, familiar faces, and some new ones.“Alright, everyon
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 266: One Last Letter
OliviaThere was still so much I didn’t know about this place, about my destiny. But when I stumbled upon the safe, cleverly hidden behind a painting in what once served as my aunt's private archive, it felt like I had unearthed a direct link to those secrets.The solid steel door, adorned with an electronic keypad, seemed oddly out of place against the aging wallpaper and dark mahogany bookshelves. I hesitated for a moment, tracing my fingers over the cold metal, contemplating the importance of what might lie within.“What are you hiding?” I whispered to it, my breath causing dust particles in the air to stir. Was the peridot inside? Was the peridot the second artifact?Trying a few generic combinations—birthdays, anniversaries, the current year—all yielded the same beeping refusal. The safe was locked tightly, and I didn’t know the passcode.Frustrated, I turned around to face the rest of the archive. The room felt bigger now that I knew what secrets it held, filled with shelves str
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 267: The Second Artifact
OliviaThe delicate weight of the letter still lingered in my hands as I rushed downstairs, my feet barely grazing the rich rugs and polished wooden floors.My heart drummed wildly, racing with the urgency of my steps. The code written at the bottom of Aunt Gertrude’s letter had unlocked more than just memories; it had promised to reveal a puzzle piece that lay waiting, hidden behind layers of steel and security.As I reached the archive room, the faint glow from the overhead chandelier cast a muted light, making the safe’s keypad glisten eerily. The room seemed to hold its breath, waiting, anticipating.I took a moment to steady myself, my fingers trembling as I began to punch in the numbers: 2-3-1-7-8-4.There was a soft click and a sigh from the mechanism, and then the door slowly creaked open.Inside, amidst a layer of velvety cushion, lay a small ornate box, its surface a dance of dark woods and ivory inlays.It was beautifully old-fashioned, a relic from another era. Without thi
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 268: An Empty Home
NathanBy the time the search party had disbanded, the first hints of sunset touched the horizon. The dense woods that had been the site of our search now seemed quieter, with most pack members returning home.Despite the tiring hunt, there was a satisfaction in knowing we had done our best to ensure the safety of the territory.As I approached the Council building, the structure stood tall and defiant against the vandalism from the night before.Pack members, both young and old, were scattered around the building, scrubbing off the harsh graffiti that marred its grand facade. I could feel their determination, their urge to erase every trace of the violation.Though my muscles screamed in protest, and exhaustion weighed down every limb, seeing them work so diligently reignited my resolve.Without hesitation, I joined the group, scrubbing alongside them. Each stroke of the brush felt like a declaration of resistance against those who sought to undermine us.The coarse texture of the br
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