Chapter 86
ARIA
I walked toward the library, my hand still tingling from slapping Scarlett. Where had that tímid human girl gone? Probably vanished along with my pre–pregnancy self.
People nodded respectfully as I passed. Some still looked uncertain about their human–born Luna, but more smiled with genuine warmth. Word traveled fast in the pack.
I couldn’t help but feel satisfied. For all Scarlett’s posturing and attempts to undermine me, she’d only succeeded in strengthening my position. The pack had witnessed me standing up for one of their own–exactly what a Luna should do.
Jace’s request echoed in my mind. “I will be careful,” I’d promised him. I patted my stomach, reminding myself that while I now had the Moon Goddess’s power, I was still carrying our child. Our priority.
Entering the library, a sense of calm washed over me. It was always quiet here, today no exception. I headed straight for the computer, eager to learn more about the Primal Wolves.
“Okay, where do I start?” I muttered, quickly logging into the library system and typing in the search term: “primal wolves.”
The screen immediately displayed a long list of results. I scrolled down, suddenly drawn to a title –“History of the Wolf Kingdom. Perfect! Exactly what I needed. I quickly jotted down the index number and headed to the corresponding shelf.
At the bookshelf, my fingers slid across the spines until I found that ancient tome. I carefully removed it, feeling its weight and history.
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bottom, each rank was clearly defined. But what made me frown was seeing ordinary werewolves listed below even the lowest–ranked Primal Wolves. The text described regular werewolves as “worthless” and “not even fit to serve the Primal Wolves.”
“Such arrogance, no wonder they went extinct,” I mumbled. “If they’d been more inclusive, history might have been completely different.”
Turning to the next page, my heart suddenly raced–a portrait of a king shocked me into holding my breath. The man in the painting looked remarkably similar to Jace, with the same facial features, hair, and eyes. This couldn’t be coincidence!
The text beneath explained this was the first king of the Wolf Kingdom, who lived nearly a thousand years ago and was deeply beloved by his people. My fingers unconsciously traced the portrait as my heart continued its rapid pace.
Continuing on, I discovered the content shifted to a diary format. These were the king’s personal records! Taking a deep breath, I began to read:
“I have never seen my kingdom become like this. The people are angry, and honestly, I understand why they are angry. What he did was wrong, something he should never have done. If he continues this way, I worry about passing the crown to him. His mother tells me not to be too harsh on him, after all, he is royalty, and it is his right.
I cannot believe she would say such a thing. Our son destroyed something so important and precious to that girl. All because she wouldn’t share his bed. My old heart and soul weep for that girl and her destined mate. Though he was not a Primal Wolf, she was willing to accept him, and her parents were happy for her. But now, I see no way to help them make life easier. My heart weeps.”
What was the king writing about? But after careful consideration, I began to understand the terrible thing the prince had done. I sighed, feeling sympathy for this king who clearly cared for his people.
I turned to the next entry, dated July 1124:
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I tried to help him understand that what he did was wrong. When that girl came to tell him that her daughter was his child, he merely laughed. Looking at the little girl, there was no doubt. He rejected her, and his words made me weep for the girl and child. He sent her away, telling her that this
bastard would never be his.
I secretly went to her home to apologize for my son’s actions. I met my granddaughter. Such a precious, beautiful little girl. Since discovering I had a granddaughter, I have been sending them money to make their lives easier. I hope she will be alright.”
“Wow, this prince was a real bastard,” I blurted out, “Poor girl.” Reading the king’s words again, I couldn’t help thinking: “This is exactly what Jace would do, secretly helping those in need.”
I read on, discovering that the kind king died in 1127. After that, things took a dramatic turn. When the prince ascended the throne as the new king, life for the werewolves changed completely.
The new king killed a girl who had been discovered to be his destined mate years earlier, choosing another to be his queen instead. He ordered the girl he had forced himself upon and who had borne his daughter to leave the kingdom or be executed. That girl fled with her child, and no one knew
whether they were killed or survived.
The people hated the new king, but they hated the queen he chose even more. She was described as
extremely evil, caring only for her own interests.
My mood grew heavier, yet I couldn’t stop reading. These ancient words seemed to have some connection to our current situation. Jace’s resemblance to that kind king, the Moon Goddess giving me Sagey as my wolf spirit–these ancient secrets appeared closely tied to the future of the Moon
Shadow Pack.
I continued flipping through the ancient book, greedily absorbing every detail, every piece of his. Perhaps this knowledge could help me understand why the Moon Goddess chose me–a human–as her vessel, and what connection Jace had to this ancient kingdom.
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toward the mountains where ancient magic still resides. I pray they find sanctuary there, away from my son’s cruelty.
The little girl has the royal bloodline. Perhaps someday, when my son’s tyranny ends, her descendants might return to restore honor to our line. I have instructed my most trusted advisor to record this true history and hide it from my son. Future generations must know the truth.”
My hands trembled as I read. Could this be why Jace looked so much like the first king? Was he a descendant of that escaped girl?
I felt I was touching a much greater mystery than I had imagined. The book in my hands wasn’t just history–it might be the key to understanding our future.
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