Novels by PeryEnwy

Theme: Confrontation and Forgiveness (Aria's POV) I can feel the stress in the air. For Xander and me, the evening was supposed to be a peaceful break from the approaching mayhem. But I know that peace is a long way off while I stand here in front of a trusty buddy. "Your heart is your downfall, Aria!" I cringe automatically as the accusation cuts through me like a knife. With angry eyes, Caleb, a friend I've always depended on, breaks the words. His voice has an edge I've never heard before, and it's unpleasant. "You became blinded by love. It has weakened you.” Weak? My chest trembles as the word repeats itself in my head. Anger seethes beneath my skin as my heart tightens. With my hands clenched at my sides, I take a step forward. Of all people, how could he... doubt my strength? "My heart is my strength!" My voice quivers with feeling as I yell. "Caleb, if only you could understand that. Love is what keeps us living and fighting, not weakness. "Fighting?" Shaking h

Theme: Loyalty and Devotion (Aria's POV) Even though everything that has transpired still feels weighty, it feels lighter tonight. Away from the excitement of the pack and the unrest growing inside it, Xander and I stand by ourselves in silence. The world seems to have stopped spinning for a spell as the moon, which is hanging above us, casts a beautiful, silvery radiance. The familiar warmth of Xander's presence calms the tempest inside me as I stare up at him. We don't speak to each other as we don't have to. With our eyes, our hearts, and our shared bond, we have expressed everything. Nothing we could say would be as loud as the quiet between us. With his fingertips just grazing my cheek, Xander takes a step closer. His voice is calm yet full of confidence as he murmurs, "Our bond needs no declarations." "It is present in each heartbeat." His words wrap me like a comforting hug, and I can feel their veracity in my very being. He doesn't have to display his affection for m

Theme: Ambition and Confusion (Aria's POV) Tension-filled voices reverberate across the council room. Unease is stirred by whispers that reverberate throughout the group. Darius is a new player on the scene. His powerful and piercing presence attracts both ears and eyes. He poses a threat. In my bones, I sense it. The wolves in the room are tense and are paying too much attention to what he is saying. Darius is a big man with a deep, rumbling voice that is both alluring and convincing. "Now is the moment for change. Don't hide behind ancient methods any longer. We are worthy of more. Control, freedom, and power.” I keep a careful eye on him, my thoughts racing. His words evoke strong emotions in me, yet they are tinged with a sinister promise. Darius looks around the room and briefly fixes his focus on mine. "If you follow me, we can create a future devoid of antiquated regulations. A time when laws are made by us.” Uncomfortably, I shift. I notice multiple wolves nodding, and

Theme: Betrayal and Stark Truths (Aria's POV) As the night rolls on, the fire's warmth still feels lovely on my skin, but a storm is gathering inside of me. It doesn't feel quite right. I keep thinking about Xander's reassuring words, but I can't get rid of the uneasiness that keeps sneaking in. I can't help but notice the tension in the air. Rumors of disloyalty within our ranks have been whispered to me. I get shivers just thinking about it. After the ceremony, I believed the worst was done, but it looks like deceit is still present, lurking in the background. Gazing out into the peaceful night, I stand near the window. Each snowflake that falls silently on the frozen ground is still falling. But I can sense the unrest rising beneath that serenity. Behind me, still asleep, Xander stirs, his chest rising and falling softly. Something keeps me from waking him and telling him about the tales I've heard. It feels like I have to bear this burden. I'll have to deal with it o

Theme: Isolation and Longing (Aria's POV) I've never encountered a colder night than the one following the ritual. The moon, which is no longer tainted with blood, is high in the sky and gives the snow-covered terrain a frightening glow with its pale light. It's too quiet everywhere. The wind howls silently, like a whisper in the night, and the trees stand immobile and petrified. The bitter air hurts my flesh as I walk across the snow, my footfall hardly audible. I feel like the cold is weighing me down with every step, making it feel heavier than the last. But I'm being choked by more than simply the cold. It's the quiet, the loneliness, the pain that seems to be too deep inside my heart for any warmth to enter. The objective of the ceremony was to deepen our connection and make us closer to one another. However... I've never felt more apart from him. The love we share and the vows we made seem so far away now, like something I'm clinging to but can't quite grasp onto. I t

Theme: Blood Ties and Enduring Devotion (Aria's POV) Tension is high as the pack assembles under the blood-red moon. Everything feels different and heavy as if history is pressing down on us all. The night is darker than usual. With Xander by my side, I stand in the circle as the forest's shades absorb the fading light from the nearby candles. With a song that seems older than time itself, the leaders start the age-old process. Despite being unknown to me, the words have a deep effect on me and evoke a range of feelings that I am unable to properly explain. Fear, hope, anger, and respect are all entwined inside of me, making it difficult for me to breathe. Elder Thorne moves to talk to the pack, but his voice is loud. We renew our ancestors' vows tonight under the blood moon. We will once again respect the blood that links us in duty and love. These ties are what keep our pack together and give us our power. I tighten my hands at my sides and swallow violently. I look at Xan