Chapter 233

Audrey

The car bounced over the uneven road, rattling ominously with every dip and jolt of a pothole or cr***ck in the unkempt asphalt.

Edwin’s hand tightened around mine, his thumb slowly tracing over my knuckles. I couldn’t decide whether he was trying to soothe me or himself; maybe both. It wasn’t really working, though. Not when we were heading through Coldclaw territory. “You don’t have to do this,” he said for what felt like the millionth time that morning. “It’s dangerous. And ***. And…”

His voice trailed off, but he didn’t need to finish. I’d heard it all before, and he knew that.

I glanced at him, taking in the sharp line of his jaw, the way his brows were drawn tightly together. There was worry in the lines etched around his eyes, lines that were so deep and dark that I couldn’t help but wonder if they might just stay there once this whole ordeal was over.

“I know I don’t need to do it,” I answered, my voice surprisingly soft and steady despite my utter terror. “But I can’t let Peter die. He’s-he’s my family now, too.” I paused, then added with a tiny smirk, “Besides… We’ve got a vacation to go on next year, don’t we?”

At the mention of our trip, Edwin’s hand tightened around mine for a brief second, his thumb stilling.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. None of this needed to happen. If only I’d shifted sooner, unleashed my powers sooner… Peter wouldn’t be held captive by Fiona and Axel and Edwin and

I wouldn’t be on our way to Coldclaw territory.

At least, those were the thoughts that I kept to myself.

Edwin must have felt it down the bond even though I tried to hide it, and he flinched.

“Don’t start blaming yourself.”

I clenched my jaw and looked out the window. “It’ll be a lot easier not to once Peter’s home. Safe.”

Edwin glanced at me. “You….” He began, but then seemed to stop himself.

Instead, his eyes drifted back to the road, as if focusing on the jagged path ahead would somehow make this easier. The plan -our plan-was reckless, but it was the only chance we had.

Fiona wanted me, and I was willing to gamble on the hope that she would stay true to her word and trade Peter’s life for mine. The thought of Peter, poor, sweet Peter, tied up and suffering because of his loyalty to us, was too much.

He was more than just Edwin’s brother to me. He was part of this family I had found, part of us. And I wasn’t going to let him die alone.

Finally, Edwin said softly, “You’ve changed so much, Audrey… You’re becoming everything they said you would be. The Silver Star. My Luna.” He shook his head. “They never told me that you’d be insane enough to do something like this, though.”

managed another tiny smirk. “I think I partially have you to thank for

sound of gravel crunching beneath the tires fading into the quiet forest that surrounded us. Charles turned off the

on foot,” Charles said, his voice low. He

took a deep breath, the crisp morning air biting at my skin as I stepped out into the cold. Even if I wasn’t ready, I would still need to do this. I

With hardly

Edwin both shifted-Charles into the form of a dusty gray wolf, and Edwin

now seeing him like this left me

that I might be able

today. Not

onto his back. I swung one leg over him and pulled myself up, where I tangled my fingers in the thick, velvety fur between his shoulders and leaned

whispered through

love you too,” his voice echoed back in my mind. “Whatever happens, just stay close to me. I won’t let any harm come to

I believed him

The world blurred around us, shadows and trees flying past in a dizzying rush as Edwin’s powerful legs carried us closer to the clearing where we

Edwin, and Charles. Crescent warriors waited by the railroad tracks that served as the

to make it appear as if we were going

most of all, we needed to make it seem as if we had no clue

against the muted light filtering through the trees. I saw a figure standing on the porch-Fiona. And at least a dozen more

Somehow, Fiona still had followers here even though she had failed them so many times. Or maybe they were just here

But then I saw…

Peter.

him tied to the porch railing. He looked broken-more than that-bloodied, his skin pale, his body sagging as if the silver were weighing him down. They’d

nearby, a cruel smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she

she called out, leaning

up at the sound of her voice, and when his

screamed, thrashing against the ropes that bound him to the post to no avail-they were too tight. “Edwin, no! Why did you bring her here?! You’re

spittle flew from his mouth, his eyes quickly reddening with tears. He looked terrified-not for himself, but for me. That alone made me

Chapter 233

dramatically, stepping forward to kick Peter

Petey,” she

looked vicious, so vicious that I could almost feel it in reliving Peter’s memories in that dream. He let out a choked

to leap from Edwin’s back and

kill her,” I thought fiercely through

yet,” Edwin’s voice answered, a low,

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