Chapter 29
Chapter 29
AMORAH
I left the council chamber, but inside, nothing felt steady. The absence of the witness stayed in my mind, repeating itself in a way I could not ignore.
It was no longer a question of whether Holmes was hiding something, but how far he was willing to go to keep it buried My wolf remained alert beneath my skin as I walked through the outer grounds. “He is moving faster now,” she said quietly
I agreed with her without speaking, because the truth was already clear in everything that had just happened.
By the time I returned to Silvercrest, I noticed the change immediately. The guards at the entrance stood straighter, their attention sharper than usual, and their eyes followed every movement more closely than before.
Nothing was said to me directly, but the shift in their behavior was enough. I continued walking without reacting, even though I could feel the difference in the air around me. Inside the pack house, the corridors were quieter, but not in a normal way.
Holmes had not wasted time.
I moved toward the inner wing, keeping my expression neutral as I passed by the guards stationed at different points. There were more of them now, positioned in places that had once been open. It was subtle, but not enough to go unnoticed by someone who knew this place as well as I did.
“They are watching everything,” my wolf said.
“I know.” I replied.
My focus shifted toward one thing that still mattered. Zane and Kyra. If I could get close to them, even for a moment, I could still find a way to get what I needed.
I turned toward the area where they were usually kept and walked with purpose. One of the guards stepped forward before I could get any closer, his posture respectful but firm.
He did not block me aggressively, but his presence alone was enough to make his intent clear.
“The children are resting,” he said.
“I will wait,” I replied.
He shook his head slightly. “They are not receiving visitors.”
My gaze held his for a moment longer before I stepped back. I did not argue, because that would only draw more attention, but the message was clear. I was no longer allowed access.
As I turned away, I caught a glimpse of Bethany further down the corridor. She stood near the entrance to the children’s chambers, her posture calm, but her eyes were sharp as they followed me. She did not speak, but she did not need to.
She already knew.
I walked away without looking back, but my chest tightened slightly as 1 moved Every path I could have taken was now closed, and it had happened faster than I expected.
“They won’t let you near them again,” my wolf said.
“Not easily.” I replied.
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Chapter 29
That night, I remained in my chambers longer than usual. I sat near the window, my thoughts moving through everything that had happened, searching for something I could still use. Waiting for the council was no longer an option, not after what had happened to the witness.
“They will erase everything.” my wolf said.
“I won’t let them,” I answered.
It was not long before I felt it. A shift outside my door, quiet but different from the usual guard pattern. My body tensed slightly as I listened, my senses focusing on the movement beyond the walls.
I stood up slowly and moved toward the door without making noise. My hand rested briefly on the handle before I opened it just enough to look through the gap.
Several guards were moving down the corridor, their steps controlled and purposeful. They were not patrolling. They were going somewhere.
I stepped out quietly and followed at a distance, keeping my movements slow. The path they took led away from the main halls and toward the lower wing, a section of the pack house that was rarely used unless something needed to be kept out of sight.
My wolf stirred again. “This is not routine.”
“I know,” I said.
As I moved closer, their voices became clearer. I slowed further, staying just out of view as they stopped near a secured passage. One of them spoke in a low voice.
“The final relocation is tonight.”
Another guard nodded. “We move him before dawn. No delays this time.”
My breath stilled as I listened. They did not say a name, but they did not need to. There was only one person who needed to be moved like that.
The witness.
I took a step closer without thinking, trying to hear more. That was when a hand closed firmly around my arm and pulled me back into the shadows.
I reacted instantly, but the moment I turned, I stopped.
Conrad.
He held me steady, his grip firm, his presence close enough that I could feel the heat of it. His eyes were already on mine, sharp and focused.
“You move too openly,” he said quietly.
“I needed to hear them,” I replied.
“You heard enough,” he said.
I pulled my arm free slowly, but I did not step away completely. “They are moving the witness again.”
“I know,” he answered,
My chest tightened. “You knew??
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“I have been watching longer than you,” he said.
There was no arrogance in his tone, only certainty. It settled something in ne even as it raised more questions.
“They said final relocation,” I said. “That means they don’t plan to let him be found again.”
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Conrad’s gaze did not leave mine. “Holmes is not just hiding him. He is removing every piece connected to the truth.”
The words stayed with me, heavy and clear.
“Is he alive?” I asked.
“Yes.” Conrad said. “For now.”
My breath steadied as I processed that. Alive meant there was still a chance.
“He is being moved before dawn,” Conrad continued. “If he disappears again, you will not find him.”
I held his gaze, the decision already forming in my chest before he finished speaking.
“Then we move before they do,” I said.
Conrad studied me for a moment, his expression unreadable but focused. I could feel the weight of his attention, not just on my words, but on me.
“If you move now,” he said slowly, “you don’t get a second chance.”
“I’m not waiting anymore,” I answered.
The words came without hesitation, and I meant every part of them. Waiting had already cost me too much, and I could see where it would lead if I continued.
Conrad’s eyes remained on mine for a clear.
oment longer before he exhaled quietly. There was a shift in him then, subtle but
“You are not thinking this through,” he said.
“I have,” I replied. “Enough to know I can’t stop now.”
Silence settled between us for a brief moment, but it was not empty. It was filled with understanding, with tension, and something else that neither of us spoke about.
Finally, Conrad straightened slightly.
“Then
you won’t go alone,” he said.
I frowned. “I didn’t ask-”
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