The first night would be the hardest, Beth told herself. It could only get better from here. So as she settled into the chair by Daniel's bed for the night and felt his hand, heart twisting at the coolness of it, she reminded herself again and again that this was only temporary. Twelve hours from now, twenty four hours, he would be well on his way back to his normal self. One night and a day and he would be stronger, livelier. She had nothing to fear.Marten had assured her that even if he looked to be in pain now, it was manageable with the herbs and medicines he had access to in Pandemonium. In the werewolf nations, not much emphasis existed on medicines and pain killing methods since werewolves were by nature resilient. Even Gold Nation with its plethora of half-shifters mixed in with its bursting population didn't invest into these things, not comparably anyway.But here in the outlands, it was far more vital since there were shifters and other peoples who didn't possess werewolf
In the doorway stood Marten. He had been smiling with a tray in his hands, holding a bowl and a few small piles of herbal remedies he must have been about to give Daniel for his morning medicine. But when his eyes fell upon Beth and Daniel in the patient bed together, his entire face went red as a tomato and he half-turned, as if about to leave.But that would have made the situation worse, so he stopped and cleared his throat. "Excuse me, I apologize. I should have knocked, but I wasn't thinking you would be up so early since I..."Beth was also still blushing, but she hurried to slide off the bed without taking the covers with her. "There's no need for any apology!" she exclaimed as she half-ran to the apprentice with her arms out. "Let me take that from you.""No, no, I can bring this myself.""Not at all. You look exhausted, have you even slept?"Marten mumbled something about a doctor's apprentice being trained to stay up the night when there were critical patients, and Beth smil
Beth helped Daniel sit back down on the bed after helping him wash up later. With a grunt, he settled back onto the cot."It's better not to tell him we know," he said. "Let him think we're taking him at his word. I wasn't supposed to see that symbol on his wrist or know it's connected to Matthew, so it's better to pretend we know nothing."Beth nodded. Though she couldn't admit it, she well knew there were harsh consequences for slip-ups, and although Matthew might be a changed man now, he had been hard on all of his spies in the first life, far more than he ever should have been. She couldn't stomach the idea that Marten might be punished when he was only trying to help them. If not for his help, Daniel might not be alive this very second."I agree," she said. "Besides, it's no harm done. I'm concerned what it means that Matthew's reach extends this far when it's completely illegal... but that's between him and the Union Court if it ever comes to it. I won't have a part in it. Neith
It was the swiftest Anna had ever run. Until now, nothing had ever required all of her strength, all of her drive, all of her dedication -- she had lived a comfortable life on the line, surrounded by others who worked hard to make her happy.But everything was different now. She had fought her mate to the ground, installed herself as a commander, usurped the natural order she had always been taught to respect and even exploit. And the sister she had always thought she despised and envied was telling her to run away -- to get help, Beth had said, but Anna knew the truth. Beth was sending her away and fighting alone because the chances of them surviving the battle were nil, at this rate. And sending her to get help? As if that would work. The nearest outposts could all make it in time if they tried, but Anna knew well the Gold Nation army politics.The other rival generals and commanders would hardly grieve Noah's loss, or that of the relatively small army garrisoned in Tahoe. To all o
Beth... Beth had been right to tell Anna that fighting in actual battle was different. This was nothing like the one on one fight to make Noah submit. There had been no time to calculate for what the enemy did this time, and the battle had ridden on reaction, instinct, pure adrenaline only. She couldn't even remember how many she fought and defended against, couldn't recall how she had gotten half of her wounds at all.But it had been an ambush. Surely not all battles were this chaotic. Surely it had just been this one, because they had been taken by surprise and Anna had let down her guard.She refused to believe this was her best, or even her usual. She refused to believe she was so mentally weak that even her Alpha body couldn't keep up."This way, Annalise," Michael urged. "We'll be passing by the area your father the Alpha was last seen in on the way to check your mother's cabin, so it would be best if you can investigate both. You knew them best, maybe you'll find something we m
Anna remained sitting in the tent outside the trading post, eyes closed and hands together on the plain table. Only a few hours ago, her father had been sitting here and planning the attack now that they were on the last leg of the march to Tahoe Village.How things had changed. Now Anna sat here alone, Alpha gone, Luna gone, and the army looking around for a leader to replace them. Michael might be impressed by the change in her spirit, but most of the Rokley pack and sister packs hadn't gotten a chance to see or speak to her. Most of them still thought she was the same pampered, fragile princess she had pretended to be all her life.That was her fault. She had been the one to do that to herself, putting on the delicate front so everyone would rush to her side and help her, cherish her, baby her. Back then, she had thought to be loved was better than to be respected, or perhaps that they were the same things.Or maybe she had known she could never get the respect Beth did, so she had
"That's a far deductive leap for you to take," she said, voice frosty and giving nothing away. "Is it perhaps that you knew before you even asked me that? Or maybe I'm only letting you think the situation is so. You can know nothing for certain."The man chuckled. "You remind me of someone else I know, with that sharpness. Except you're even thornier if that can be believed. But make no mistake, it's a valuable quality to be so cautious. I respect and appreciate it. Then how about this? You can simply keep me captive here for as long as it takes to prove myself useful.""Useful? So you think you can do something about the situation, if there is a situation? Strange. Very presumptive of your value.""That's fair. Then here's a concession. If I can't be actively useful to you, you can keep me captive to make sure any intelligence I gather fails to make it back to whoever might have tasked me to come here. Is that a fair deal?""You make it sound like there was going to be a choice at al
Anna had pretended not to trust him, saying she needed time to think about whether she would take Adrian Heether at his word. But the truth was that she had no choice. Her mother and father were both gone, Adrian was telling her Beth might still be in danger, and even Anna herself was being set up for a trap.She had no choice but to trust this lead. If nothing else, she would use this chance to prove whether he was ally or enemy, and if he was an enemy, she would use him against whoever had sent him, either viciously interrogate him for the truth or stake his decapitated head on the outer grounds as a warning.Or something like that. Anna had been vicious with words all her life, and her mind was so numb to verbal cruelties thanks to her own personality that she didn't blink an eye at insults and insidious sayings, but she had never turned to physical cruelty. The thought made her stomach turn.In the meantime, she was scribbling down as many notes as she could manage in the short ti
The rogues won.Andrew smiled as he placed the tattered letter inside his stylish jacket for safekeeping. It would make for a good memento once he did the deed and ended the war for good, branding Daniel as a power-mad despot who had tried to rally the greedy Alpha Kings against the honorable Gold Nation.The rogue leader Karthen had even mentioned it might be possible to frame it as Daniel attacking the combined forces of Iron and Bronze, with Gold Nation coming to the rescue. After all, Alpha Matthew Catii was the only survivor, and he was so weak it would be no trouble bending him to his will.Now all Andrew had to do was meet with Karthen, collect the heads, and this stupid pretend war would be over."I think I'll go in ceremony," he announced to his Beta. "Gather the troops just in case since we might be stabbed in the back by the rogues... Well, either way we would have turned on them next. It's almost over, friend. You've served me well.""It's an honor to be with you at the mo
This was never going to go to Union Court. It was going to go straight to war, and Beth was ready to fight. Andrew Troy had manipulated his way to victory every time but now, he would get what was coming to him.No one knew where his father was so he was all but Alpha King of Gold Nation now, which made him the most influential party in Union Court. Like hell Beth was going to bother bringing up a grievance against the most powerful member there. That was going to be open and shut and he was just going to find a way to punish everyone involved, and with legal backing.Better to just take the fight to his face and show him what was what. Beth already had her sleeves up and claws out.... Except Daniel and everyone else forbid her from leaving the Heether pack house. Completely."I am not an invalid!" she shouted. "I can still fight!""Beth... Please. You're going to stress out the baby.""The baby is stressed out because you're leaving me behind!"Daniel held her tight, stifling her st
Daniel wasted no time in telling his mother the truth that day. That is, that he and Beth had secretly been in a relationship for weeks now, technically months since they had definitely been tip-toeing around each other in poor, secret denial long before they truly pledged themselves to each other.Beth was not ready. She was still adjusting to being back in the Heether territory, still adjusting to the relief and anger and determination to take Andrew down even though she was undoubtedly pregnant. She had only just confessed to Anna about that, and Luna Margaretta already knew? Before Beth had had a chance to ready herself?"It'll be all right. She'll come around." Daniel placed his hands on her belly, which had not yet begun to grow but would soon swell with the life of their growing baby. "It's important that everyone's on alert, keeping them in the dark will only make things more dangerous."She swallowed hard. Daniel was right, but that didn't mean it make it any easier. Anna had
As an Alpha, Beth could throw off sedatives without lasting damage. Whatever Andrew had drugged her with, it wasn't doing permanent physical harm, and the effects were reversing already. Her regenerative ability had only improved over the last year with the constant strain she had put her body through, and she thanked it now as they rolled through the streets past the growing chaos of soldiers searching the streets for their missing prisoner. With any luck, within a few days of having untainted food and drink, she and the baby would be right as rain.Andrew had discovered her absence far sooner than she had hoped, but it couldn't be helped. Someone must have checked in with breakfast earlier than usual. But for the bad luck to strand them all in the city and get them caught up in the manhunt...Matt had prepared everything, at least. She still had misgivings about him that would never go away for as long as she lived -- sounds wounds ran far too deep to ever forgive -- but he had done
The first thing Beth saw when she came to was Daniel's blurred face. Even though her head pounded so fiercely she could hardly breathe, the sight of his face swimming in her swirling vision sent such sheer joy and pleasure through her that tears sprang to her eyes."Daniel...""Shhh, Beth, don't try to get up. Rest. I just brought you to the place where I'm staying, and it's a decent place to hide for now, but we don't have a doctor here yet. You need to be seen, something's wrong." He lifted his head, looked at someone over his shoulder. "Go! Find a--""Wait!" She grasped at his shirt, fingers digging weakly into the fabric. "Wait, don't. Andrew doesn't know I've escaped. When he finds out, he'll start a search and hunt me down, and anyone would figure out that it was me if they see me like this. I'm a mess."Daniel leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Maybe, but I'll get you out of here anyway. But something's not right and we have to fix that first. Did Andrew hurt you? What did h
The Troy pack house ran on routine. Everyone had been careful to keep their mouths shut about even potentially important information around Beth, which made sense since everyone knew she was a prisoner, not a mere guest. But what Andrew Troy had so carelessly forgotten was that she had already stayed here before her imprisonment.When he had entertained her as an actual guest in the span of time she had spent waiting for Daniel to arrive here, back before Andrew requested she go to Tahoe Village to help with the fake 'espionage' mission, she had already been housed here for quite a while. Long enough to learn several important details, and details that she couldn't imagine would have changed since then.Andrew's political wheeling and dealing were unpredictable, but his home life was anything but. That enormous cart of food she always saw wheeled in every morning at four in the dark of night came in every day without fail, and she was willing to stake her escape on the guess that that
They were still talking, but they had moved off the stone path and deeper into the shadows. They were on the other side of the stone half-wall, so close that it took another five steps this way, they would find Beth and she would be discovered. She placed a hand over her mouth and nose to stifle what little sound she might betray, but there was nothing else she could do. Her only choice was to wait and hope they didn't notice her, and as soon as they left, she could make a break for it.But to her chagrin, Andrew's voice became louder -- closer. Oh, Moon Goddess. They were now standing almost on top of her, just on the other side of the wall, and if they leaned over, they would see the top of her head no matter how she tried to squash herself against the stone. Was this it? Had she been too hasty?How could her luck be like this! If she had waited only one more night, Andrew Troy might not be walking the grounds. She could deal with avoiding a measly patrol; most of the time, walkabo
The shift change came every day at nine o' clock in the morning and nine o' clock at night. Morning escape was impossible, because even if she slipped past the changing guard, it would be daylight outside and everyone from here to the outlands would see her running across the estate's grounds. She had to make it a night getaway.The good news was with the frigid weather and the frequent sleet and rough snowfall, her tracks would be covered easily, and her scent hard to follow. She was used to traveling in harsh conditions from the life before, and hadn't she managed that journey to Pandemonium City and back? It had been grueling, but she had done it. And, she thought grimly, she had already conceived by then.Proof her child was already strong. Took after its father, and its mother, too. Beth smiled at the mirror, but it was razor-sharp and vindictive, not sweet.She had no more sweetness left for the enemy. She and her child would get out of here no matter what.***One week of obser
The days were short yet passed in slow misery. Trapped in the Troy pack manor on the third floor with guards posted everywhere to keep her from escaping, Beth was a canary imprisoned in a gilded cage, never allowed a moment alone even to bathe. Andrew Troy pretended it was to pamper her by assigning her female attendants to attend to her every need, but she knew better. Much better.He even had the gal to visit her as if she were just some guest being entertained in his home. How dare he have the fucking nerve? She was a prisoner, and yet when he knocked on her door and let himself in, he was all charming smiles and gentlemanly manners. Except how he never explicitly waited until she gave him permission to enter, but maybe that was because she flatly refused to give it. After five seconds of waiting, he came in, ready or not, and it made her want to punch him in the gut for it all the more.She was fed and well-taken care of, granted, like a captured exotic animal kept for private vie