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“What?” I asked, disbelievingly.
“Each pack has an appointed archivist that looks after their section, but it’s a rule that they have to remain anonymous. They check on things periodically, but if you need something specific you can leave a note in the box and they will get you all the information,” Ledger explained.
I found it a strange way to maintain the section and wondered who our pack’s archivist was.
Stepping closer to the table, I noticed that the pages spread out were blueprints, and after a moment I recognized them. The Cage.
There was a little red table flag marking a cell on the east side. Our side.
“That’s Faela’s cell.” Ledger gestured to it.
My eyes took in all the work he had done mapping out possible escape routes, but none seemed to be right.
“How do you think she did it?” I asked, tracing all the incomplete routes.
“No idea, but I do know she couldn’t have escaped by herself.”
“She had outside help?”
“Or inside help,” Ledger muttered, running a hand through his dark hair in frustration. “No matter if it was inside or outside, the truth is, she needed help to escape.”
So, we weren’t just dealing with an escapee but with another person who knew the inner workings of the Cage.
Chapter Eleven
Pearl
My brain hurt. Not my head but the gray matter inside my head. I’d never felt an ache like this, and I was ready to say screw everything and sleep for a week or two. The past few days were a blur between reading everything I could get my hands on about the Moon Spirit while also functioning like a normal person.
I had no clue it would be so hard.
My wolf hadn’t been out to run, and she was getting antsy and irritable. I couldn’t blame her frustration; what helped was that she realized how important it was for me to learn everything I could. The dream we’d had about the white wolf, AKA the Moon Spirit, had opened up a part of me that I never knew I had. A part that was intensely curious, single mindedly focused, and more than a little frightening.
The words on the pages I was staring at were starting to blur together, making it difficult to concentrate as my body begged for food and drink. I’d been so immersed in Moon Spirit lore that I had been ignoring my body’s needs.
“You’re still here?” Arden asked, sitting down in the chair next to me with a frown. “Did you even go home?”
“Nope.” I sat back and rubbed my tired eyes with my fists.
“I brought you a coffee.” She handed me a to-go cup.
I grabbed the cup and took several long sips then sighed gratefully. “Thanks.”
“This isn’t healthy, you know,” she pointed out.
“I know.” I glanced at the table piled high with books that I’d already read and needed to put back.
“Find anything useful?” Arden asked, studying the book I had laid out in front of me.
“Oh yeah.” Way too much, actually, but the more I knew, the better chance I had at figuring all of this out.
The dream I’d had when I met the Moon Spirit was enlightening to a point. The wolf had given me memories and reasoning for making our race. I could recall the intention as it painstakingly combined human souls with wolves, but somehow, somewhere, it hadn’t worked. Our purpose here in this life was not what we had been doing, and things were going to get really bad if we didn’t do something about it.
The Moon Spirit watched over wolves, as was its duty, but it also felt intensely loyal to humans, the race that lived alongside them. The wolf decided to combine the two things that it loved above all else, making a new species that it could call its own. However, during the creation process, an unknown element wasn’t added, thus putting the end product out of balance. Ever since realizing its mistake, the Moon Spirit has been trying to correct it without wiping the slate clean and starting over.
The dark and wildness of the wolf was tempered by the reasoning and brightness of the human. A perfect balance, or so the Moon Spirit thought. After some time, it became apparent that the light wasn’t enough to balance out the wolf’s darkness. So, in order to fix the problem, the Moon Spirit created fated mates. The idea was that the double amount of light would counteract the powerful wildness, and it worked… for a time. Until the wolves became greedy and started to mate for status instead. Some wolves went their whole lives without their fated mates, which meant they didn’t have the missing piece.
Corruption and greed ruined everything.
