Novels by D. Eleina

Madeline’s POVI wanted to comprehend what Francine was trying to tell me. Analyze who she wanted me to protect. But before I could actually think straight, the guilt started eating me alive, more than it did a few years back.The whispers of my packmates filled with scrutiny before never felt so real as they echoed in my mind. All their accusations, resentment, and hatred that I managed to push away started to feel so heavy.“She killed the Queen.”“It’s all because of her.”“Damn, right it is, she’s cursed!”“It should’ve been her instead…”“Stop…” I breathed heavily, clutching my chest as I put down my legs on the floor and sat on the edge of my bed with my torso bent down and head bowed between my legs, gasping for air, begging, “Stop it…”My palms were pressed on my ears, rocking myself slightly to ease the panic crushing my soul.“Adeline? Adeline! Are you there?”I turned my head in panic, looking at the pounding knock as I heard Helena’s voice outside, knocking.Covering my li

Madeline’s POVThe night was deep, and the breeze was cold. The wind rustled through the trees while I was seated on the giant tree’s roots, curled into a ball, with my eyes stinging from tears.My hands were covering my ears, trying to block out the voices that followed me wherever I went. I was gifted, with a hearing heightened than average werewolves. But growing up, it's more of a curse than a gift.I could hear from miles away the whispers of blame, resentment, and hatred coming from my pack members and my family. The scrutiny they have over me… All the while, all they had for Amanda was sweet praises.But their words, as sharp as swords,s weren’t what pained me. In fact, I was long numbed by those things. What really hurt me was the non-stop voices I heard a few

Keiran’s POVThe sight of that scar really fueled the burning fire within me, and I momentarily lost control of myself. How could I do that in front of my pack? More importantly, in front of the trainees.After storming off, I went straight to my office, slamming the door right as I entered.“She’s lying!” Brax growled.Shaking my head, I grabbed my swivel chair and opened my locked drawer, pulling out a picture frame from the inside. It’s a photo of me and Francine when we got married. “I don’t know, Brax… Maybe she really doesn’t remember.”He let out a snarl. “You saw the way she panicked. She’s hiding something.”“

Madeline’s POVMy heart raced incredibly fast as I watched Keiran storm off, leaving me standing there surrounded by clueless yet curious trainees.Swallowing with difficulty, I raised my shirt and covered my scar before running off, feeling the silence that fell on the training ground suddenly deafening and their stares were like lasers to my my skin.With my back on the mirror, I removed my shirt, looking back behind me through the mirror as I raced my scar with my finger.The memory of that tragic night once again flickered in my mind. My mother’s frantic shouts and the metallic scent of blood in the air. “Maddie! No!”That was my mother’s scream befo

Keiran’s POV“How is it going?” I asked as I entered the academy’s backfield, standing beside Ted, who was supervising today’s sparring session.Today, he had made them spar on the field. He nodded at the middle of the field where Adeline was battling with a bulky freshman. If I remembered it right, he’s Gage, the Gamma’s nephew.I crossed my arms and sharply watched as pairs of trainees simultaneously sparred.Dort covered their combat boots from hours of relentless drills, sweat drenching their shirts, and exhaustion visible in their rugged breathing.Others already fell to the side, muscle spasming from over-fatigue.“She’s still up…&rdquo

Madeline’s POVMy thoughts were still filled with my confrontation with Keiran. I sat on the edge of my bed, my fingers absentmindedly tracing the scar on my right shoulder blade, and my breathing got uneven.“He didn’t think I had something to do with that person’s death, would he?” I asked under my breath, silently wondering how that person could bring out such an intense reaction from a cold man like him.He wasn’t just angry. The guilt, pain, and remorse were radiating all over him. It was faint, but he must have been too overwhelmed that he didn’t completely mask his feelings from me earlier. “Let’s go back! Maddie.”