The Rise Of The Betrayed Luna (Amorah and Holmes) novel Chapter 45

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We returned to the strategy room after finalizing the interception plans, but my focus did not stay on the route for long The moment I stepped inside, my thoughts went back to the twins and everything we had just learned about Bethany’s

movements.

I knew we were missing something important, and I did not want to walk into another situation without understanding it.

I turned to Conrad before taking another step.

“I need to see everything you have on Zane and Kyra,”

He looked at me, not surprised by the request, but not responding immediately either.

“Not just formal reports.” I added. “Observations, behaviors, anything that has been recorded over time.”

There was a brief pause.

“You believe it will change how we approach this,” he said.

“Yes,” I replied.

He studied me for a moment longer, then gave a short nod.

“Bring the records,” he said to the strategist.

The order was given without delay,

Within minutes, the table was cleared and replaced with smaller documents, each one marked with dates and brief notes. These were not official records meant for council review. They were observations collected over time, the kind that were easy to overlook if no one looked closely.

I stepped forward, but I did not reach for them immediately.

Conrad remained beside the table, his presence firm, his attention still on me.

“Walk me through what you’re looking for,” he said.

I nodded once.

“I’m not just looking for proof of bloodline.” “I’m trying to understand how they’ve been raised inside all of this.”

He did not interrupt.

“If Bethany has been moving people connected to the rite,” I continued, “then the twins are not separate from that. They’re part of the center of it.”

“That’s already clear,” he said.

“Yes.” I replied. “But not in detail.”

I reached for the first document.

“I need to know how they respond to their surroundings.” “Who they trust, what they avoid, how they behave when they’re not being directed.”

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Conrad watched me for a moment, then moved his attention to the table.

“Then start there,” he said.

I picked up one of the records and began reading.

At first, it looked simple.

Short entries, written by different observers, each noting something small. But as I moved from one to another, the details began to connect in a way that made it harder to ignore.

“They don’t move freely.” I said after a moment.

“They’re protected.” Conrad replied.

I shook my head slightly. “It’s more than that.”

I set the first record down and picked up another.

“They stay within certain areas even when they’re not being watched directly,” “There’s no barrier, no direct restriction, bu they don’t step outside those lines.”

“That suggests they’ve been taught limits,” he said.

Yes.”

I looked at him briefly, then back at the documents.

“They avoid specific elders,” I continued. “Not all of them. Just certain ones.”

“Which ones,” Conrad asked.

I checked the notes again.

“The ones who were present during the rite,”

There was a short pause.

“That’s not accidental,” he said.

“No,” I replied. “It’s not.”

I moved to another record.

“They react to names,” “Some names get no response, but others make them quiet immediately.”

“That can be trained,” he said.

“It has been.” I replied.

I placed the documents down carefully.

“They stay close to Bethany,” I added. “Even when Holmes is present.”

“That’s expected,” Conrad said. “She’s been raising them.”

“Yes,” “But they don’t respond to Holmes the same way.”

He did not speak.

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“They don’t seek his approval,” I continued. “They don’t adjust their behavior around him. It’s different with her.”

Conrad’s expression remained unchanged, but I could tell he was considering it.

“You’re saying their loyalty is not equal,” he said.

“I’m saying it’s directed.” I replied.

“They’ve been guided carefully.” “Not just protected, not just raised. Guided”

“And shaped,” he added.

“Yes.”

I stepped back slightly from the table.

“They’re not just evidence,” “They’re part of the truth we’re trying to reach.”

Conrad’s attention returned fully to me.

“And what do you intend to do with that,” he asked.

The question was not dismissive. I took a second before answering.

“I don’t think approaching them as proof will work.” “Not anymore.”

“Then what,” he asked.

“I think they need to be understood first,” I replied. “If they’ve been taught this much, then there are parts of it they question, even if they don’t show it.”

“That’s an assumption,” he said.

“Yes,” I admitted. “But it’s one I can work with.”

He remained quiet for a moment.

“And how do you plan to act on it,” he asked.

I looked back at the documents.

“I don’t move toward them directly,” “Not yet.”

“That would draw attention,” he said.

“Yes.”

“I wait for the right moment,” I continued. “When they’re not under direct watch, when they’re more likely to react naturally.”

“And if that moment doesn’t come,” he asked.

“Then we create it,” I replied.

There was a brief pause after that.

Conrad did not dismiss the idea, but he did not accept it immediately either.

“It’s a possibility” he said.

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That was enough.

I nodded, understanding that he was not rejecting it, but he would not move on it without more certainty.

“We’ll gather more observations,” he added.

“Yes,”

The conversation shifted back to the documents after that.

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We reviewed more entries together, going over patterns, timelines, and inconsistencies. He asked questions where needed. and I answered based on what I saw, not pushing beyond what I could support.

It felt different. Not like the conversations I had been used to before.

There was no attempt to dismiss my thoughts, but there was also no space for them to go untested.

And I found that I preferred it that way. When we finished, the room began to clear again.

The strategist left to update the records, and the remaining wolves moved out to continue preparations for the interception.

I stayed back for a moment, organizing the documents before stepping away from the table.

“I’ll review the rest later,”

Conrad gave a short nod.

“Do that,” he replied.

I stepped out into the corridor after that, needing a moment to clear my thoughts before everything moved again.

The silence returned as I walked. For a brief time, everything felt calm.

Then it came again. I stopped mid–step.

The pull was immediate, firm enough that I did not question it this time. My chest tightened slightly, not in discomfort, but in recognition of something I could not ignore anymore.

I exhaled slowly.

Footsteps followed soon after.

I turned as Conrad came into view, his pace even, his expression unchanged.