Stunned isn't a strong enough word for how I'm feeling. My Evander, bold and formidable, tough and strict, the proud Alpha, is humbling himself before the Lycan King on my behalf.I think that may be the most insane sentence ever strung together in the history of words. And the part that resounds in my heart, the part that really wants to bring me to my knees…He's doing it for me.The king frowns down at the men kneeling before him. On the right is his son, the heir to the throne, and a shining star among the Lycans. On the left is his once sworn enemy, the Alpha of one of the strongest and most influential packs in the known world.And both of them are beseeching him on my behalf.Slowly, Evander rises to his feet. He dips his head to the king before stepping away from the man, bowing out of his space and pivoting into mine."What are you doing?" I demand. I want to ask him a million more things, but my confusion, my utter shock, short circuits something in my brain, and all I can d
After all these years I finally learned the truth of the woman I once called my wife and mate. I was so wrong – about everything.Candra smiles at Aurora gently. The resemblance between them is startling. I see in Chandra’s face what Aurora’s would have matured into if we stayed married, if she were still my mate, if we were destined to grow old together. "It's a gift from the Moon Goddess,” the priestess explains to my former mate. “A boon extended to our lineage."Since the day we met, I tried to mind link with her. Again and again, we tried and failed. The only possible conclusion was that she had no wolf. And by thinking that, I assumed that meant she never had one."I did have a wolf once," Aurora said, and my heart stopped in shock. "But, before I could shift, before my wolf could come into her power…"I heard the turmoil in her voice. The pain."Before I could shift,” she confessed. “I used my gifted healing ability to save a dying person."To save a dying person.That person
It was a long journey home. Nalani, Ralfi, and I barely spoke on the way, which only made it seem longer.Upon our arrival back at the pack house, I feign illness, forcing myself to look as pathetic as possible.It isn't that hard. All I have to do is remember Aurora's anger. The pain ensures I don't have to do much acting at all."Sir," Ralfi asks, showing uncharacteristic concern. "Would you like me to get you anytime? Medicine of some sort?""No, Ralfi, I'm fine. You're dismissed for the evening."Ralfi nods, then walks away, leaving Nalani and I alone in the foyer."But Evander," Nalani pouts. "You're not fine. Look at you! Sick and trembling. You need help.""I don't want you to get sick too," I say. "I'd feel even more awful if you caught whatever this is. Really, I can take care of myself.""I'm sure you can," she now purrs. "But I want to be the one who takes care of you.""I know," I say. I also know there are many ways to interrupt what she just said. "Honestly, I just want
Ralfi drags Nalani away. She's still screaming about revenge, but I don't have time for her whining. While she was trying to poison me, I had my team gather up her coconspirators.They should have gotten everyone by now.I toss Nalani's syringe into my personal safe, then leave my bedroom to join the others in the pack house command center.They are waiting for me when I enter – Ralfi and my mother, the select few soldiers I chose for this mission."Do you mind telling us why we were all called out of our beds to do a search and extract mission on some of our brothers and sisters?" Ralfi asks.My Beta mostly knows my plan now, this question is for the others. I haven't shared much with anyone. There was no one I could fully trust until I knew for sure the names of everyone who was involved."It pains me to report that we have been infiltrated from the inside."I wait for the horrified and indignant gasps to subside."Upon Nalani's awakening, I learned of a plot to weaken us, and leave
"The Moonvalley pack is gathering at the border," my mother repeats. "I think you know what that means.""It means we have to kick some ignorant asses," I say. "This move was predictable. I've already sent out heralds calling for fighters from the outer packs. We're short on troops for now, but we won't be for long.""If we can hold out," my mother says."We'll hold out." I have faith in my people, but there are going to be so many casualties… "We have to.""You know what's at stake if Flint wins.""Of course I do. If Flint wins, he'll take on the strength of what remains of our pack and form the largest and strongest pack under the King of Kings.""And that's not the least of it," my mother mutters."No, it's not," I agree quietly. "Because after he's amassed all that strength, he'll go straight to Tozen and incite him to war. It won't take much work to get the King of Kings to want to battle the Lycans again.""And there goes our peace," my mother concludes.I nod, but the problem i
"Failure?" I ask as the guards close in around me. I give the throne room a quick glance, but the exits are blocked. There is nowhere to run. "How have I failed you, Your Majesty?"My Beta and Gamma have both already been restrained, and I watch, helpless, as they are dragged out the room."How?" King Tozen says, rising from his throne. His anger is like thunderclouds on his scarred and stern face. "Did you not attend the Moon Goddess Festival as my representative?""I did." My whole body tenses as he descends from the dais. Each resounding step he takes down the marble stairs sounds like another nail driven into my coffin."And at that festival," he goes on in a deceptively reasonable tone, "was there not an incident? Insurgents, if I remember correctly.""That's correct, Your Grace."He stands before me now, just outside the circle of his guards. His closeness sucks the oxygen out of my lungs, leaving them filled with lead."And you don't consider that a failure?" he asks. His brow
Two guards haul me to my feet, my clothes in tatters, my back a bloody mess. My whole body wants to sway, then topple over, maybe even curl up in a ball on the ground.But just like I wouldn't give the King of Kings the satisfaction of my screams, I refuse to fall down now."You're so funny, Evander," King Tozen says, looking me over. "Anything for your cause, huh? I won't deny that you've impressed me. For that alone, I'm willing to entertain your plea."There was no 'plea.' I didn't beg him. But I'm in no position to argue the point right now. He can use whatever words he wants as long as he gives me what I need."Return to the throne room in an hour's time," the king commands. "Clean yourself up. You're in no state to present yourself to royalty."And who's fault is that? I wonder, even as I keep my mouth firmly shut.Having said all that he intended to say to me at the moment, King Tozen glides out the room, the train of his royal cloak once again following along behind him."Come
It took longer than I would have liked, but eventually, I set out for Werewolf lands, and my father's cabin beyond. The journey was long, but mostly boring, thank the gods. There were no problems at the border crossings.I stand now on the crest opposite the property, gazing upon the house from the outside. It's been years since I've been back. I approach the house cautiously, the memories flooding back with every step I take. The back porch where we all used to sit and watch the sunset. The giant boulder on the north side of the property – I used to climb to the top and pretend I was a princess trapped in a tower, waiting for my hero to come.As I walk around to the front door, I spot a familiar figure walking up the path.He stops in tracks when he sees me, both of us stuck dumb by the sight of the other.I always thought of my father as a mountain of man, and he is robust and powerful, but I see gray at his temples that was not here before, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.My