Chapter 283


    Lanie


    The site | linked to from thement on DarkLuna’s post was all about the Great Wars. The history of vampires, witches, and


    wolves


    There was even an entire section on human history and how their world and ours intersected. | skimmed over the entries, which


    were almost like a diary. It looked like DarkLuna had been researching for a while and posting entries as she discovered


    information.


    In addition to the posts on history, she’d written essays on her theories about why her powers were so much stronger than


    expected. | read eagerly, hoping she’d have some big reveal about discovering that she had a vampire grandfather, the way I


    had, but I reached the end of the posts still disappointed. Also, heartbroken.


    Her entire life had been torn apart by her jealous Alpha. She didn’t state it directly but hinted at him turning abusive. Refusing to


    have pups with her. Taking a mistress.


    If DarkLuna had ever figured out that she was a hybrid, she didn’t share it in this online journal.


    Thest entry was dated from a few years ago, and | wondered what had happened to her. Did she just get tired of posting? Or


    had something kept her from it? Most of the entries were locked fromments, but thest one was open,


    There were the typical number of s u pidments, and | read them but tried to ignore what they said Finally, there it was. A


    comment from SeekTheTruth.


    “Lots of history here, friend. Did you look into your own and figure out the truth?”


    The date of thatstment was the date of thest entry.


    Had SeekTheTruth scared DarkLuna off the dark web?


    A re of Mason''s Alpha energy distracted me for a second. | tuned into him. He was shielding, so | connected with my other two


    mates.


    “Zane checked on him. We''re ready if he needs us. What are you doing in there? Ma said we needed to leave you alone,”


    Xander thought.


    “Til be out soon.”


    | hated not being fully honest with my mate, but until | had some answers, | didn’t want to share anything.


    | shut down the link and got back to theputer.


    It seemed pretty clear to me that DarkLuna was a hybrid, and that Seek The Truth knew about hybrids and


    was p


    possibly one, too. No fresh search turned up anything from or about DarkLuna, though. She could have


    changed her usernarne or just stopped posting


    Or, something bad could have happened to her.From N?velDrama.Org.


    My next quick check was for any information | could find about a Luna in the Midwest being exiled.


    Or worse. ..killed.


    My fingers shook as | clicked another link, expecting to be taken to a site with a horrible news story, but Instead | found myself on


    a page filled with smiley faces, rainbows, and balloons


    “What the f uck?”


    “Baby? You okay?” Xander thought to me at once.


    S hit, I''d been sending my shock. | really, really needed to learn how to control that.


    “All good, love. | need a little more time with this project, okay?”


    | imagined his face as | sensed his grumbling answer, and my heart twisted as | thought of poor DarkLuna’s experiences, | really


    wanted to find out if she was okay. Everything about this site should''ve felt happy, but it felt ominous.


    | looked all over it, but there weren''t any words. Only floating balloons that bobbed up and down. The rainbows sparkled


    asionally. The smilies sometimes winked. Whoever had designed this site was a big fan of vintage websites. | was surprised


    the cursor didn’t trail butterflies with the motion, and there wasn’t any electronic music ying in a loop.


    Carefully, | dragged the cursor across the screen, watching to see if it became a clickable link. Finally, one of the balloons turned


    out to be clickable. | had tough, even though | was getting pretty frustrated. and running out of time.


    “Why all the jumping through hoops?” | murmured to myself. “It’s the dark web, it’s not like thin a public forum or something.”


    Still, | guess the existence of hybrids was controversial enough that whoever was posting int about it wanted searchers to really


    work hard to find it. My frustration wasn’t going to make me qui on the balloon and waited a few seconds while the screen went


    dark.


    It stayed dark.


    | frowned and navigated back to the cheerynding page. Dragged my cursor around. That balloon was the only clickable link.


    So, | clicked it again.


    That same dark page filled my screen. This time, though, | forced myself to have more patience. | waited for it to fully load. As |


    was dragging my cursor around it, seeing if there were any hidden links, a small chat


    box popped up in the center of the screen.


    Five words, white on ck.


    Do You Seek The Truth?