Inside were stacks of documents. Healer records. Payment slips. Transfers made to the moon healers.
I flipped through them, my blood rising with every page. It was all there. Proof of everything he had done. How he silenced the healers. How he arranged it all so Sven’s death would look like an attack from rogue wolves.
Then I found it. The ritual record. Navielle’s name marked as the receiver. Sven’s name written as the offering.
My vision blurred as fresh tears filled my eyes. Not just grief this time, but anger.
He took everything from me. My pup. My trust. My life.
I stared at the papers, my thoughts racing. I couldn’t face him yet. Not until I was ready. This was not just pain anymore. This was war. And I needed to be ready for it.
I took out my crystal communicator and captured every page. When I finished, I locked the safe and walked out.
I headed to the bedroom, my chest heavy with the choice I had to make. I had dreamed of this pup. A second chance after losing Sven. But how could I bring a pup into a world built on lies and betrayal?
I picked up my crystal communicator, my fingers shaking as I called the healer’s clinic.
“Hello, Moonpine Healing Hall. How may I assist you?”