Page 28 of Moon Claimed
“Herc said the same.”
“Murphy didn’t trust us for whatever reason. I recall thinking he was no longer a steward. Now, I realise his silence was because they stole you and he wasn’t giving up any hint of your whereabouts. So why would Herc do anything to his only hope to find you? More likely, he planned to follow Murphy back to Ragna and yourself. Even the Freys have to admit that now.”
My thought exactly.
“I’m reading her last two journals in the hopes of learning more.”Dang,I’d really hoped she’d know more.
Pascal glanced at me. “Ragna kept journals?”
“Yes, until nineteen—the year she left. I just can’t understand how one thousand stewards and their families missed Savannah’s first pregnancy.”
“Charise and Nicolas had been killed not long prior. Having Thana as a last name wasn’t a healthy pastime.”
I’d forgotten how soon after my grandparents’ deaths this must have happened. “You think they decided to hide the pregnancy to keep me safe?”
“And Savannah safe too. That’s my guess. She was a tall woman, like yourself. In later months, we received word doctors had diagnosed her with multiple sclerosis. No one thought anything of not seeing her for several months. To my knowledge, only her mother—your other grandmother—stayed with her.”
That made sense. “Is Savannah’s mother still alive?”
Pascal looked at me sadly. “No, Andie. I’m sorry.”
I straightened. “Story of my life. Thank you, Pascal. I appreciate your honesty.”
“I’m glad you asked. Secrets like that are a punishment to carry. If there’s nothing else, I should communicate your request to the Luthers.”
“That’s all,” I answered, mind already turning to the list of jobs to be done. “If you see Rhona, could you send her in, please?”
There were a few things she should know.
* * *
Last time I entered pack lands, I had a thong for company. I really hoped that didn’t come back to bite me on the ass.
“I’m going to protect the shit out of your virtue,” Wade said from the passenger seat.
He was here in Rhona’s place. If this was an ambush, then the stewards would still have a leader. “Stop saying virtue. But yes. That would be ideal.”
The other head team members followed in one of the manor vans. I’d opted to bring Ella F instead of the silver Bentley.
Grim stepped from the tree line when we entered pack territory. I waved to him before thinking better of it.
He waved back, standing clear so our convoy could continue.
“Who’s that hunk of meat?” Wade asked.
“Grim. Gamma wolf.”
“What does that mean?”
I lifted a shoulder. “Smart. Bit unusual. Always seems slightly angry. Nice enough.”
In the rear-view mirror, I caught Grim’s smile.Yeah, I didn’t have a frequency generator in Ella F.
Wade peered around in interest as we passed by the harvest fields. “Do I get a Guardian of the Vagina badge for doing this?”
Gripping the wheel, I didn’t answer. Because honestly? He might earn one. My stomach was doing a progressively intense aerial workout the closer I got to Sascha.
Wade looked at me. “You’ll be okay.”