His Moonsilver Mate (Abby and Kade) novel Chapter 34

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Chapter 34

Abby

Two days later

The garden looked almost too peaceful.

Autumn had settled over Moonhaven in warm gold and rust, Leaves drifted across the grass whenever the wind picked up, and Cassandra had spread blankets beneath the largest maple and dragged several tables outside.

If everyone had to stay close to the packhouse, she had apparently decided we could at least enjoy the weather.

It was probably the nicest version of protective custody anyone had ever invented.

“Abby.”

I looked up.

Chloe was staring at me.

“What?”

“You folded that one three times.”

I glanced down.

The napkin in my hands had become a tiny square.

“Oh.”

She took it from me.

“Where did you go?”

“Nowhere.”

She raised an eyebrow.

I smiled faintly.

“Sorry.”

“You’re allowed to think. Just maybe not while handling anything dangerous.”

“I’m folding napkins.”

“Exactly. Imagine the damage.”

I laughed under my breath.

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1:54 pm

Pragging me out of my own head whenever I disappeared too far into it.

She had arrived in my room the night after everything with Kade carrying an overnight bag, a blanket, and enough snacks for ten people

Apparently Cassandra had invited her to stay.

Chloe had taken one look at me curled up on the bed and said, “Move over.”

That had been it.

No questions at first.

She climbed in beside me, let me cry until I got embarrassed about it, then made me watch two terrible movies while she ate most of the snacks she claimed were for both of us.

It had helped.

More than I wanted to admit.

Having Chloe here made the packhouse feel less like somewhere I had been placed and more like somewhere I could actually live for a while.

Cassandra came through the terrace doors carrying a stack of plates.

“Absolutely not.”

Chloe immediately took them from her.

Cassandra blinked.

“What?”

“You said this was a picnic, not an excuse for you to do everything yourself.”

“I have staff.”

“And yet you’re carrying plates.”

“I was bringing them outside.”

“Suspicious.”

Cassandra smiled.

“I’m beginning to understand why Abby likes you.”

“Finally.”

One of the girls laughed.

1:54 pm

Dragging me out of my own head whenever I disappeared too far into it.

She had arrived in my room the night after everything with Kade carrying an overnight bag, a blanket, and enough snacks for ten people

Apparently Cassandra had invited her to stay.

Chloe had taken one look at me curled up on the bed and said, “Move over.”

That had been it.

No questions at first.

She climbed in beside me, let me cry until I got embarrassed about it, then made me watch two terrible movies

while she ate most of the snacks she claimed were for both of us.

It had helped.

More than I wanted to admit.

Having Chloe here made the packhouse feel less like somewhere I had been placed and more like somewhere I could actually live for a while.

Cassandra came through the terrace doors carrying a stack of plates.

“Absolutely not.”

Chloe immediately took them from her.

Cassandra blinked.

“What?”

“You said this was a picnic, not an excuse for you to do everything yourself.”

“I have staff.”

“And yet you’re carrying plates.”

“I was bringing them outside.”

“Suspicious.”

Cassandra smiled.

“I’m beginning to understand why Abby likes you.”

“Finally.”

One of the girls laughed.

1:54 pm

There were seven of us staying in the packhouse now.

Most had shifted recently. Two had pale wolves. One had a cream-colored wolf that apparently looked almost white in certain light.

Nobody had been told much beyond the fact that attacks against young she-wolves had increased and Moonhaven- wanted them somewhere easier to protect.

No one seemed thrilled about being moved.

Cassandra had responded by making sure there was always something happening.

Movies.

Cards after dinner.

Breakfast together.

Walks around the grounds.

Now a picnic.

It was harder to feel completely trapped when Cassandra kept asking what snacks everyone liked.

“Abby, Chloe?”

I looked over.

“Could you bring the warm dishes from the kitchen?”

“Sure.”

Chloe hooked her arm through mine.

“Important mission.”

“We’re carrying casseroles.”

“Exactly. High stakes.”

We went inside.

The hallway felt cooler after the sun.

Chloe was explaining why stealing dessert before lunch technically counted as quality control when I saw them.

Kade and Liam stood near the far end of the corridor.

They were talking quietly.

1:54 pm

Kade had his sleeves, rolled to his elbows and a folder tucked beneath one arm.

He looked tired.

More tired than the last time had really looked at him.

Which had been two days ago.

After our fight.

Since then, Kade had stopped appearing everywhere.

No knocking on my door.

No checking whether I had eaten.

No finding reasons to walk beside me.

We had crossed paths twice.

Both times he had looked at me.

Both times he had kept walking.

At first, I had been relieved.

I had asked for space.

Apparently, I had it.

I just hadn’t expected it to feel so strange.

Kade looked up.

Our eyes met.

For one second, I thought he might come over.

His gaze lingered.

す

Then he said something to Liam and walked down the opposite corridor.

Something unpleasant dropped through my stomach.

Chloe watched him go.

Then looked at me.

“Don’t.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

1:54 pm

You didn’t have to.”

“He’s busy.”

“They all are.”

She followed me toward the kitchen.

“Noah got pulled into extra training yesterday because of the rogue activity.”

I looked at her.

“He did?”

“Complained about it for twenty minutes.”

A faint smile tugged at my mouth.

“Sounds like Noah.”

“So stop making that face.”

“What face?”

“The one where you’re pretending you don’t care that Kade walked away.”.

I gave her a look.

She grinned.

“I’m observant.”

“You’re annoying.”

“Also true.”

Several covered dishes were lined up along the kitchen counter.

I picked up one.

Chloe grabbed another.

“It’s weird,” I said as we headed back. “Having a picnic while everyone else is dealing with rogues.”

“More cake for us.”

I laughed.

“That’s your solution?”

1:54 pm

“It’s an excellent solution.”

“There are seven other girls outside.”

“Then we move fast

By the time we returned, someone had put music on quietly.

One of the younger girls was trying to convince Cassandra that hot chocolate was an autumn necessity despite the fact that half of us weren’t even wearing jackets.

I helped Chloe set down the food.

For a few minutes, I let myself’enjoy it.

Sun on my face.

Leaves moving overhead.

People laughing.

Nothing chasing me.

I almost managed not to think about Sloane.

Then Cassandra looked toward the terrace.

“Sloane!”

My hands stopped.

Sloane stood outside the doors.

She looked like she had intended to cross the garden without stopping.

Cassandra waved her over.

“Come join us.”

Sloane hesitated.

Her gaze moved across the tables.

Across the girls.

Then briefly to me.

After a moment, she walked over.

“Sit,” Cassandra said. “You barely ate breakfast.”

1:54 pm

“I’m fine.”

“That wasn’t a suggestion.”

Chloe leaned toward me.

“I like her.”

I elbowed her lightly.

Sloane sat at the far end of the table.

Cassandra handed her a drink.

“How did it go?”

My attention sharpened.

Sloane looked at her.

“At the clinic?”

“Yes.”