Evander’s POVAlone in my bed, I open my eyes to another day.I listen to the sounds of the house around and below me, the everyday business of life. Once upon a time, I could roll over and find Aurora smiling back at me, her face still flushed from all the times I made her scream and moan and groan my name throughout the night.I sigh. Those days are long gone.I throw back the covers and rise to my feet. I suppose I should get some food. I smile to myself as I head for the door. The new kitchen staff is working out well, but still not as good as what Aurora used to cook for me. But I need to get used to this new reality.I've barely taken a step when there's a knock upon my door – a timid little thing that I barely heard."Enter!" I call. My voice sounds too loud in the empty room, too bold in response to the tentative tap.A maid scurries in, and even though she keeps her head down and refuses to meet my eyes, I recognize her. Sylvie, Aurora’s old maid – and the only member of the
Evander’s POVMy mother and I finish our breakfast, sharing small talk about current events. I know she's dying to ask me about this new maid, but I'm glad she's smart enough not to. If I wanted to discuss the situation in front of the servants, I would have said more by now."All right, son," my mother says as she rises to her feet. "I have business to attend to elsewhere. Have a good day, Evander.""I'll try," I mutter mostly to myself.The image of that maid, Sylvie, sticks in my mind – her inflamed joints and cracked skin. I don't know why this maid matters. I've never cared about the lives of our servants before. That I even remembered her name was a minor miracle unto itself.But something about her… I don't know, it just chaffed. It felt like an affront.I need to talk to my mate. My Luna.I also don't fully trust her out there at the border. I meant to go with her on this first day of her new duties, but she surprised me by leaving early. At the very least I need to mind link
Evander’s POV"Evander, help me!"Nalani's scream echoes in my mind even though our link was severed.I spring into action, rushing to the garage. I have to get to the border. On my way across the house, I mind link with my Beta."Ralfi! What's going on?""There's some kind of commotion within the crowd trying to cross the border," he replies instantly. "I'm heading over there now. Meet me at the checkpoint."I cut the link as I start the engine of one of the pack's Jeeps. I grit my teeth through the entire journey, wondering and dreading what I might find. Nalani's screams are still in my head, her terror igniting my fight response.I protect what's mine, and that includes everyone in my pack.I slam on the breaks, sudden pain rocking my head back in surprise. I look into the rearview mirror, certain that I've somehow, someway, been punched. My reflection shows me that my face is whole and undamaged, no apparent bruising and not a drop of blood.I shiver from the force of the blow ev
"What?" I ask, flabbergasted that she would even invoke Aurora's name. Her nerve almost makes me snarl. I force down the frustration to look at her with clearer eyes. I have no proof, but this feels like a diversion tactic. If we talk about Aurora, then we don't have to talk about why things went wrong…"Aurora has nothing to do with anything that's happening here today." I say as calmly as possible."I try, Evander," Nalani says, a naked appeal on her face. "I'm trying so hard to be the perfect Luna for you." She gasps suddenly, laying a shaking hand over her heart. "When will I be enough for you? I just want us to go back to the way we were.""Nalani, you are fine as you are." I struggle for tranquility. Temperance. There is something going on here. Something I'm missing. If I'm going to figure out what's behind her actions, I can't make her suspicious.And I most definitely can't afford to trigger another cardiac event. "I understand you want to make your own mark,” I say, proud o
Aurora's POV"Let's speed up a little, shall we?" Mykal says to the limousine driver through the open divider.The chauffeur nods and presses down on the accelerator. Satisfied, Mykal presses the button to raise the partition once more."Are we in that much of a rush?" I ask as he settles back down beside me.The limo we're traveling in is a testament to royal comfort. The seats are soft and plush, and the bar is fully stocked. I don't think I've felt a single bump in the road since we left Lythorin an hour ago."Not really," the prince replies casually. "But I am excited to see everyone. The Moon Goddess Festival is the largest event of the year and there are many who will be at the lake who I have not seen for some time.""At the lake?" I ask. "I thought we were going to a royal banquet? Aren't those usually held at the palace? In the capital?""Lake Arcadia is our holiest ground. It truly is one of the great marvels of nature," Mykal says with obvious pride. "This year, in honor of
"Aurora?"I might see Evander. He could be here right now…"Aurora, I asked you a question."What will it even be like to see him? Do I want to see him? Does he want to see me? What if I start crying?A hand falls upon my shoulder, and I flinch, caught completely unaware. My heart racing from the overload of adrenaline, my eyes follow the length of that arm to find Prince Mykal at the end of it."Aurora, are you all right? You're very pale. Do you need to sit down?" His eyes go suddenly wide and he leans in closer. "Is it the baby?"He's so earnest in his regard, that I feel a little bad lying to him. "The baby, yes," I say, latching onto that excuse. "I…" You what? Think! "I felt a flutter.""A good flutter?" he asks, still concerned.I force a smile onto my face. "A very good flutter."He looks me over, then nods to himself, seemingly satisfied with what he sees. "Let me show you around," he says with a dazzling smile. "Out tents won't be ready for a while and there is much to see."
Aurora's POV"Evander." His name falls out of my mouth with a sigh. Of all the ways I thought I'd feel upon seeing him, this heart-wrenching tenderness wasn't one.And despite all the pain he caused, my heart still races for him. I can feel the magnetism radiating off him, the power of a true Werewolf Alpha. Arrogant, confident, dominating – his aura is so different from the prince's, so much more primal and real.Evander holds up his hands to me, ten fingers spread out wide. When I make no move, he takes a step closer to the water line.For the first time since I noticed him, he dropped his gaze, breaking our eye contact. His eyes roam down my body like a caress, and I freeze there, naked and powerless under the intensity of his regard.I can feel his hunger and it awakens the last, lingering whips of our mate bond within me. I want that connection again. I've missed it so much. All I have to do is…"This is too much," I pant, gasping for air. I take a step back, putting more distanc
Josephine and I return to our encampment, lost in our own thoughts."We should begin preparing for tonight," she says once we enter the tent.I have to agree. Tonight's ceremony is a formal affair. Evening gowns are required. It will take some time to get them put on properly.As he promised before we left, Mykal had a seamstress come to see me. Together we designed a dress made of spun silk and moonstones. Its empire waist completely hides my belly.Josephine chatters while we dress, but my mind is elsewhere – lost in thoughts of Evander.I could murder him.I want to hug him so badly."Aurora," Josephine says, obviously tired of being ignored. "Stop thinking about your ex."I let out a long sigh. "I can't.""You can," she says, taking hold of my arms. "You must. The purpose of having the ceremony here at the lake was to celebrate a tentative peace between our people. If either of those men decide they want to lose their minds over you, there is going to be trouble.""I understand,"