Moonlight In Chains (Trinity and Asher) novel Chapter 66

CHAPTER 66

I woke up to yelling. Sharp, angry voices cutting through the morning like claws. My heart jumped into my throat, and I bolted upright in bed. The packhouse was rarely this chaotic, even with the alpha around. And Asher… I could feel the storm of his anger from down the hall, even before I got out of our room. It was twisting me in knots as well.

I threw on my robe, ignoring the cold creeping through my bare feet as I made my way downstairs. Every step closer to the living room made my stomach twist tighter. Something

was very wrong.

The yelling hit me fully the moment I reached the landing. Asher’s voice–loud, raw, unrestrained–clashed with the deep, commanding tones of his father. And then there was another voice, softer but with an edge I didn’t like at all. A voice I didn’t recognize…

Amy.

I froze just outside the living room, leaning against the wall, listening.

“I’m telling you, father, she cannot stay here!” Asher’s voice cracked with fury. “You don’t understand—she’s trouble. Dangerous trouble!”

“She’s under my protection, Asher.” Dennis said, calm but firm, his tone leaving no room for argument. “Whether you like it or not, she’s staying. That’s the end of it.”

I bit my lip. Dangerous trouble? My mind raced. Amy was… my parents‘ doing, I could feel it. She wasn’t here by accident. And why now? Why in our packhouse? My gut screamed that this wasn’t about hospitality or protection–it was a calculated move, and my parents were involved.

I stepped into the room, drawing their attention. Asher’s head whipped toward me. His eyes were wild, stormy, and for the briefest second, they softened–before anger took over again.

“Why is she here?” I demanded, my voice louder than I intended. “Why are you here Amy? What did my parents promise you?” I asked.

Amy turned her head slowly toward me. She was calm, composed, almost too composed, like she’d been waiting for this moment. Her smile was slow, polite, but her eyes… they were sharp, calculating.

“Working for your parents?” She said, tilting her head as if considering the question for the first time. “I don’t know what you mean.”

I took a step closer, my anger rising. “Don’t lie to me. Don’t pretend this isn’t exactly what it

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looks like. You show up here now, in the middle of the packhouse, and suddenly Asher is losing his mind. You think I wouldn’t notice?”

Amy laughed softly, but it wasn’t warm–it was a sharp, cold sound that made my skin crawl. “You notice more than most.” She said, almost like a compliment, though it felt like a warning. “But I’m not here for your parents. I came on my own.”

Asher growled low in his chest, a warning rumble that vibrated against my ribs. “Don’t listen to her.” He snapped. “She’s lying. Everything she says is a lie!”

I turned to him, frustration boiling over. “Then tell me why! Stop hiding things! What is she doing here that makes you this… this furious?”

His face tightened. His jaw clenched so hard I thought I could hear it. “I… I can’t.” He said finally, his voice low, dangerous. “Not yet. But trust me–she’s bad news. Stay away from her.”

I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to shake him until he told me everything, but something in his expression made me pause. He wasn’t hiding out of fear of me–he was hiding for my safety. And that made my blood run colder than any anger ever could.

Amy’s smile didn’t waver, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “You should really be more careful who you accuse.” She said softly. “Not everyone in this house is as loyal as they seem.”

Her words were a knife, slicing through the tension in the room. I glanced at Dennis, who was standing just behind Asher. His arms were crossed, his expression unreadable. He didn’t intervene, but I could see the glint of pride in his eyes–pride that Asher was standing his ground.

I clenched my fists. My instincts screamed at me to trust Asher. But Amy… there was something about her I couldn’t ignore. I had to know the truth.

“Enough games.” I said. “You’re not leaving until you tell me exactly why you’re here. And I

want the truth.”

Amy tilted her head again, eyes glinting. “And if I don’t?” She asked, her voice soft, almost mocking.

I stepped forward, closing the distance between us. “Then I’ll find out anyway. You can’t hide from me.”

She laughed, light and almost musical, but it was cold. “Bold.” She said. “I like that. But bold doesn’t always mean safe.”

I ignored her words. My pulse was racing, a mix of fear and determination. My eyes flicked toward Asher, who was still watching, still seething. I knew he wanted to intervene, to do

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more than just growl warnings. But he was restrained by… something. By rules, by respect for his father–or maybe by fear of what would happen if he acted too soon.

Dennis finally spoke, his voice calm but carrying weight. “That’s enough. Amy is under my protection. You will respect that, Asher. And you.” He said, turning to me, “need to stay out of adult matters you don’t fully understand.”

I swallowed hard, but I didn’t back down. “I understand more than you think. And I don’t care about your protection. I’m not letting her manipulate me. Just like she’s doing to you.”

Amy’s smile widened, and for a second, it felt like she was enjoying the confrontation, like this chaos was exactly what she wanted. “We’ll see.” She said, almost teasingly.

Asher suddenly stepped in front of me, his body tense, blocking me from Amy. “Stay back.” He said, low and warning. “No matter what you think, she’s dangerous. Don’t get close.”

I stared at him, frustration mingling with fear. I wanted answers, and I wanted them now–but he refused to give me even the smallest piece of the truth. He was holding it back, and I could feel it twisting in the pit of my stomach.

Amy took a deliberate step closer, ignoring Asher entirely. She looked at me, her expression softening for a heartbeat, almost sympathetic–but I could see the malice hiding behind it. ” You’re smart.” She said. “Too smart for your own good. That might get you killed.”

Asher growled, a warning, but she didn’t flinch. My blood ran cold. She wasn’t afraid of him- not even a little. That realization made my skin prickle. She wasn’t just dangerous–she was

fearless.

For a moment, the room was silent, charged with tension. Every breath felt heavy. I wanted to scream at Asher, at Dennis, at Amy–wanting someone to tell me the truth, to make sense of the storm raging in the house.

And then Amy’s eyes met mine again. “You’re going to find out soon enough.” She whispered, a smirk tugging at her lips. “But not from me. Not yet.”

Before I could react, she turned on her heel and walked toward the stairs leading to the guest rooms. Her movements were smooth, confident, deliberate. Every step felt like a statement: she was here to stay.

I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. Asher’s jaw was tight, his breathing heavy. Dennis‘ gaze was unreadable. And Amy… she disappeared up the stairs, leaving a trail of unease behind her.

I wanted to follow her. I wanted to demand the truth. But I knew better–whatever secrets she held, whatever games she was playing, rushing in would only make things worse.

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