Chapter 347
“If she’s done nothing wrong, then why’d you erase the security footage?”
Her mouth clamped shut.
I had her.
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Fluished
“You care more about appearances than justice,” I continued. “When the Enforcers dragged me away in front of the entire Council, where was your concern about the Vale family’s reputation then? Or was it only embarrassing when I survived?”
She winced like the words cut deep. Good. Let them bleed.
“You’ve always loved Scarlett like gold,” I said. “And me? Just a weed growing where you didn’t want one.”
Her eyes welled again. She clutched her chest like my words physically hurt her. “Riley, please…”
“Don’t. I don’t need you to lie again.”
Her wolf was trembling inside her-I could smell the shift, the way it recoiled in guilt and shame.
“I knew you wouldn’t do it,” I said, voice cold as stone. “So don’t bother pretending you would’ve.”
“No!” she surged forward, grabbed my hands-clutched them like a drowning wolf. “Please, Riley, just give me one more chance. I’ll do anything. Anything! Just… don’t shut me out again.”
I didn’t answer right away. I let the silence stretch.
Let her drown in it.
Then I met her eyes and said, “Fine. One more chance.”
Her breath caught. Her fingers squeezed mine. “Thank you-thank you-”
“But,” I added, voice razor-sharp, “if you want forgiveness, if you want to keep Scarlett in your precious house, you’re going to climb all 999 steps of Sacred Howl Ridge to the summit temple. Kneel. Prostrate. And beg the Moon Priest for a blessed protection charm. Then bring it back to me.”
She paled instantly.
The climb to Sacred Howl Ridge wasn’t for the faint of heart. Even warriors trained in endurance struggled to complete the ascent. The elevation was brutal. The stone stairs were steep, uneven, sacred. Most wolves attempted the climb as part of a coming-of-age trial-at sixteen.
She was fifty. A Luna in title. A stranger in truth.
Her lips trembled. “Riley, that climb is dangerous. I-I’m not as strong as I used to be. Even the Alpha hasn’t done it since his twenties. What you’re asking…”
“Isn’t even close to what you owe,” I said.
I didn’t yell. I didn’t growl.
I just looked at her.
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Chapter 347
Finished
And I watched her break.
Just a little.
Enough to make me wonder if she would actually do it.
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