Chapter 280\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
The airport was alive with movement, the mingled scents of unfamiliar packs drifting through the air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel stood on her toes, scanning the crowd as wolves and humans alike passed by in steady streams.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Avsel!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A bright, fearless voice cut through the noise, followed immediately by a crushing embrace. Skylar swept in like a gust from the northern ranges, pulling Aysel into her arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Pushing her sunglasses up with one finger, Skylar grinned. \u201cYour girl is finally back. Come on-tonight\u2019s on me. We drink until even the moon spins.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then she remembered something and tilted her chin. \u201cOh, and the thing you wanted? I brought it back for you. Your Alpha already sent his people to take it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel smiled and nodded. \u201cThanks for the trouble.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skylar lifted her chin proudly. \u201cOf course. Who else but your sister?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her gaze flicked around instinctively, sharp as a wolf\u2019s. \u201cSo? Your Alpha didn\u2019t assign anyone to watch you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel jingled the keys in her hand. \u201cTonight is girls\u2019 time\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skylar whistled low. \u201cNow that\u2019s proper pack loyalty.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel drove Skylar back to the Cross estate first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
To keep the Frostfang Pack\u2019s old Alpha from being stripped bare by his silver-tongued, so-called white- moonlight mate and her greedy son, Skylar had never moved out. Three days meant a small fight, five days a big one-but she stayed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Blood mattered in a wolf pack.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As the only legitimate heir, Skylar held the advantage. Arguments were battles she always won.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing Aysel escort Skylar home, the Frostfang Luna-who had intended to give her stepdaughter a warning lesson-swiftly tugged her aggressive son aside and curved her attitude into something softer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skylar, you\u2019re back,\u201d she said with forced warmth. \u201cWe prepared all your favorite dishes. And Miss Vale, please stay as well.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Frostfang Alpha nodded eagerly. \u201cAysel, you and Skylar haven\u2019t seen each other in ages. Stay tonight- keep her company.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Privately, he felt smug. He had failed to rein in his rebellious daughter, but at least he hadn\u2019t stopped her from befriending Aysel Vale. Now Frostfang had brushed against Shadowbane\u2019s shadow. Even the thought made his tail want to wag.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The dream lasted only a heartbeat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Skylar cut it down mercilessly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cNo thanks. I\u2019m worried your mate might poison me. We\u2019re eating out\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Frostfang Alpha\u2019s smile froze\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel added calmly. \u201cSkylar and I already met abroad. The one who hasn\u2019t seen his daughter for a long should be you. Alpha Cross. Though I suppose someone else\u2019s son smells sweeter-no one covers thei daughter\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The family of three stiffened, expressions turning vivid and ugly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The Alpha rubbed his nose awkwardly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t that he didn\u2019t care for his daughter-she and mate simply clashed like rival wolves. One word of concern from him earned ten sharp retorts from Skylar.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As for the Frostfang Luna, she cursed silently. She had known it-anyone who could run with Skylar Cross was no harmless sheep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once again playing black-and-white demons in the Frostfang household, the two young she-wolves retreated to Skylar\u2019s room and slapped palms together.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After Skylar stowed her luggage and showered, they roared off in a sports car, laughter cutting through the night air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But they had barely sat down at the restaurant when an unwelcome presence appeared.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ivy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She had waited a long time for Aysel-who rarely left home-to step out, and tonight, Magnus Sanchez was not by her side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ivy looked at the younger she-wolf before her, seeing overlapping shadows: herself and Raya, Olivia of Darkmoon and Aysel-similar paths, yet utterly different ends.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Through a few carefully pulled strings, Ivy had learned what truly happened on the yacht. She knew Olivia had been taken away by Magnus\u2019s people in the end.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At last, she understood why Ulric Sanchez had returned defeated and shaken..\u00a0<\/p>\n
They had been wrong from the start.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus had not acted because of old-generation grudges.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He had acted because of Aysel Vale.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even when she came to beg, Ivy was impeccably dressed, her back straight, the pride of decades etched into her bones. She would never allow herself to appear weak.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So,\u201d Aysel said with a faint smile, \u201cyou want to trade everything you own for me to persuade Magnus to let Doctor Kian treat Olivia?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
What a devoted mother.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even someone as stubborn and domineering as Ivy had moments of collapse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel didn\u2019t hold back against someone who had delivered herself so neatly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cI\u2019m not interested in your wealth,\u201d she said softly. \u201cBut here is one thing only you can do.\u201d Ivy\u2019s heart shuddered. A realization dragged her downward, cold and heavy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you want?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel met her gaze steadily. \u201cTomorrow morning. Eight o\u2019clock. Come with me to one place.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The next day was drowned in rain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
At exactly eight, two cars stopped at the gates of Memorial Grounds, a resting place claimed by ancient le lines and guarded by stone wolves.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus stepped out first, opening a black umbrella before turning to help Aysel down. She cradled white\u00a0<\/p>\n
blossoms in her arms.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Behind them stood Ivy, her face paler than the jade magnolias Aysel held.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silent, she followed the pair upward. The long flight of one steps seemed endless. Every step demanded all her strength.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Raya and her parents rested at the highest point of the grounds, where the land\u2019s spiritual current was\u00a0<\/p>\n
strongest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus and Aysel stepped forward first.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel placed the flowers before the headstones. As always, she spoke softly, telling them about Magnus\u2019s recent days-how he\u2019d been busy, how he clung too tightly to her, how he disrupted her painting.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She even asked them, half-smiling, to visit her dreams and tell Magnus to behave himself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus stood quietly beside her, holding the umbrella, listening with a gentle smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the howling wind and pouring rain, the scene was warm-like a family reunion, casual and intimate, as though blood and bond had never been severed by death.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ivy\u2019s grip on her umbrella trembled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She knew Magnus had defied Ulric and moved Raya\u2019s grave out of the Sanchez ancestral grounds. But she had never asked where he took her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Alive or dead, Raya was still the woman Ivy least wanted to face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Aysel finished speaking, she finally turned to Ivy, who stood rigid at the side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThe Darkmoon Pack loves you,\u201d Aysel said evenly. \u201cAnd you love them. The same was true for Raya\u2019s family. Her parents adored her. They only wanted to take their daughter away from you-to let her live a peaceful life.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She paused, her voice calm and sharp.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut even such a simple wish was destroyed by your cruelty.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The deaths of Raya\u2019s parents had been labeled accidents But no wolf truly believed there had been no Darkmoon claws involved.\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/4\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u4e88\u9632\u304c\u00a0<\/p>\n
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If Ulric refused to divorce Raya, then Darkmoon would barter dieir bond entirely. If they could not separate, they would ensure there was no reconciliatio\u00a0<\/p>\n
So many lives had paved the road for Ivy\u2019s love.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ivy\u2019s face drained of color. Rain soaked into her clothes yet she felt colder still.\u00a0<\/p>\n
68%\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou likely have nothing worth saying here,\u201d Aysel continued. \u201cSo today, I don\u2019t need your repentance. I don\u2019t need your apology.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked toward the graves.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAll I want is this: in front of each member of the Raya family, you will kneel-and knock your head to stone one hundred times for each of them.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The rain fell harder, drumming against stone and bonelike.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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