Kane sits on his usual chair, elbows resting on his thighs, hands clasped between his knees. I just finished telling him about my mother, and he listened without interrupting me. Now, he has a deep frown between his eyes. “Did she say what it is she wants?”“No,” I answer.He’s worried about me. I don’t even pick up on a hint of concern for my mother’s motives. But why would he be worried about her, when she has them all fooled? “You’re sure something’s wrong though? It’s not just…you know, because of what happened?” He gives me an apologetic look.I know deep down he’s only asking the question so he can eliminate every other possibility, and it’s a fair question, but for some reason, I’m still pissed off beyond reason. “My instincts are never wrong. Never. I may not always know what’s going to happen, but I know when I need to listen to my inner voice and when I can ignore it…and I’m telling you, Kane, I cannot let this one go. She is up to something.”“Willow, are you--”“I swear to
Kane's POV I’ve never been this afraid in all my life. Seeing Willow’s misshapen wolf nearly sent me screaming down the halls. From what I could tell, Suri didn’t suffer any permanent physical damage from the collar, but she refuses to shift properly for some reason. No wolf has ever been so angry with their human that they’d destroy them in the way Suri just hurt Willow. I try not to gag as I wrap Willow in a thick blanket. The whole place stinks of blood and the decay of her organs. I tell Julia to fetch Rosie and Justine, then check on Adare, who slept through the whole thing before I go back to wait for the she-wolves. The two Omegas look around the apartment in horror. The walls are sprayed with crimson droplets, and Willow’s still lying in a puddle of blood and rotting organs. “What happened, your majesty?” Rosie asks and rushes over to Willow’s side, but tries to sidestep the blood. Justine takes her cue from Rosie and does exactly the same thing, though she’s less concerne
Kane kneels next to the patch of purple flowers and picks one. “Take this with you.” “Why?” “It’s The Goddess’s flower. It will help you make contact with her.” I hold my hand out, and he places the delicate little flower in the palm of my hand. “Thank you.” “I’ll be right here,” he says. He gives me a brief hug and without another word walks away to sit under a big tree with his back resting against the trunk, twirling his own little flower between his fingers. The others stayed with the cars parked further back, and won’t be able to see or hear anything. I didn't want them to come with us, but I wanted my mate here. Taking a deep breath, I step over the circle of flowers and into the clearing. Dark clouds roll over the effigy, obscuring her face. I don’t know if she’ll come to me tonight. Why would she? I was supposed to take care of her gift, and I didn’t. Folding the bloody blanket tighter around myself, I sit on the icy grass and clutching the flower to my heart, I start to
I sit on my bed nursing Adare while Kane takes a shower. It’s been a strange night, and the gap in my memory is unsettling, but I don’t think I want it back. I’d ask Suri what happened, but she’s still asleep. I run my fingers over the new bite mark on my shoulder. It’s not healing as fast as the mate mark Kane left on my shoulder, and it stings when I touch it. This one is completely different, and it did something to our bond, I can feel it deep down in my soul. Kane and I are now so inextricably intertwined, that we can never be separated. This bond is unbreakable, and I don’t know where he ends and I begin. “Come in,” I say when Nicholas knocks on the door. The Omega walks into the room, sees me nursing, and immediately turns his back on me. “My apologies, Queen.” I pull a light blanket over the nursing baby. Nicholas is painfully shy, which I find odd for a former sex slave. “It’s okay. You can turn around.” He turns to look at me and blushes such a deep red that I’m afraid h
Kane's POV We keep talking in circles, trying to find a solution to the problems we’re facing. After two hours, I call it quits. There's no quick fix, none that I can see right now anyway. “We’re getting nowhere. Let’s put it aside for a few days.” “No, but--” “Yes. Sometimes, when you stop focusing on a problem so much, a solution presents itself.” I get up and take our dishes to the kitchen. I hear Adare’s cries while I scrape food into the compost bin, but he stops crying a few seconds later, and Willow’s soft voice floats toward me. Humming softly to myself, I putter around the kichen, doing nothing much really, apart from keeping my hands busy. “Kane!” Willow squeals so suddenly that I drop the glass I was about to rinse. It shatters in the sink, along with my nerves. Now what? Cussing inwardly, I run to the bedroom. “What is it?” She’s standing by the window, slowly rocking from side to side while she nurses Adare. “Look.” Frowning, I join her by the window and look out o
Kane's POV I stare at Willow where she sits on the windowsill, quietly watching the snow come down. She’s leaning with her head on the glass, giving me heart palpitations. I keep imagining that window breaking and helplessly watching as she falls to her death on the concrete below. I resist the urge to pull her off the sill and instead scoot up the bed and pat the mattress. “Come lie here with me.” She turns her head away from the window and looks at me, a dreamy smile on her face. “I like the snow.” “I know, but I want to hold you. Come on.” I pat the bed again and give her my most ingratiating smile. “Fine,” she sighs and slides off her perch. This afternoon was the first time we made love since they took her, and it wasn’t at all what I expected. When I entered her, the lust-filled fog lifted from my mind, and everything snapped into place just like it did on that day I regained my emotions. We had never been so gentle with each other, and when I came, I didn’t lose control a
The snow that enchanted me so much on the first day, now just annoys me. It was a long, brutal winter, and there were no signs that it would let up any time soon. Some days, we couldn’t even get out of the castle, because the snow reached halfway up the doors. “I haven’t seen anything like it since I was a pup,” Kane said one afternoon while we watched Adare trying to roll over onto his stomach. “Still, it’s nice to be with my family for once.” He was right. There was a kind of peace that settled over the castle, and everyone was more at ease. After all, if we couldn’t leave, no one could get in, so it looked like the war was put on hold for the time being. But it also meant my mother was stuck here, and she used every excuse she could to get close to us. I tried my best to stay away from her, but she had the uncanny ability to find me the moment I set foot outside our apartment. Every other day, Patrick and Mina visited us, and every afternoon Tully would join us as soon as she was
I wake from the sound of the something breaking and crashing to the ground. I gasp and sit upright, my heart pounding and body shaking. “It’s okay,” Kane says in his calm voice. “It’s just ice break.” I look around the room, finding him in my usual spot by the window, one leg on the windowsill, the other dangling down to the floor. “Come look,” he said. On my way to him, I look in on Adare, who is sleeping peacefully. He only wakes once during the night now, which I found concerning until Kane told me that werewolf babies develop faster than human babies. I get on the sill next to him, but he pulls me into his warm embrace so my back is to his front. It’s been a while since we sat together like this, just enjoying each other’s quiet presence. As I watch on, a huge chunk of ice breaks off the roof and falls past our window, landing on the concrete below with a nerve shattering crash. I jerk in Kane’s arms, and he tightens his hold on me. “You’ve been nervous lately.” “I’ve never se