Zane’s POVI didn’t trust that witch as far as I could throw a stick. But she had what I needed – a trace on the potion that would prove Chloe had fooled me. So I’d followed her into the forest, away from the bar and Ciderhill, away from all my guards.It was a dumb ass move. Stupid. In hindsight, I should have seen it coming.I didn’t though.“Where are we going?” I asked Lucinda as I followed her deep into the forest. We weaved through the trees until I found myself in unfamiliar territory.I’d never been this far into rogue territory before. She seemed to know where she was going, though. she walked confidently in front of me, her blue dress billowing out behind her.“Oh Zane,” she smiled. “You are uneasy? Afraid of the unfamiliar forest?”“No,” I snapped. “I’d just like to know where you’re taking me.”“Beyond the rogue border,” she answered flatly.“Into witch territory?”I didn’t like that. Not so much. I’d never ventured out there. Like I said, witches kept to themselves. As th
Zane’s POVI narrowed my eyes. Slade let out a horrific howl.Was it true? Was this woman, this witch, the descendant of the witch that cursed my bloodline all those years ago?The wind was blowing hard. Her hair rose with the wind in auburn tendrils and her skirt flapped around her legs. Her emerald green eyes studied my face. Was she reading my thoughts? Probably.“Shocked,” Lucinda said, not as a question but as a statement.“Why?” I asked.“Revenge,” she replied.“But why? Why enact revenge for something that has nothing to do with us? It was not OUR fight all those years ago. It was between our ancestors. So why come after ME for something that has nothing to do with me?”“Nothing to do with you?” she cackled. “You aren’t serious, King Zane! This has EVERYTHING to do with you.”Slade’s fur bristled. He could smell her, even more so than me. Her scent was driving him mad, crazy. Witches and Lycans have always been sworn enemies. At least for as far back as my family can remember.
Zane’s POVThe orange energy danced around her fingers. lIghtning split the sky and thunder clapped.Fuck.Any moment now, she would reactivate the curse. I was sure of it. What would that do to Eden? Would she feel it? Would it hurt?I wished I’d never met Eden. All I did was cause her pain. This was all my fault.I’d been so stupid, so brazen. I was CURSED! I should have just left Eden well enough alone. But no! I’d actually believed that we could be happy together. That we could have children and perpetuate my bloodline.And now my poor Eden was about to have her baby killed! By this witch bitch! And again, this was MY fault! I’d been so fixated on finding a trace for Chloe’s potion, that I’d walked right into Lucinda’s trap.I couldn’t believe it. The rain pounded down on me, dripping off my face. My hands shook with rage. Slade was bound by a spell, unable to move or make a single noise. I’d left werewolf territory and now I was in witch’s domain, where their powers were stronges
Zane’s POV“I want your seed.”I was stunned silent. Did she mean…she wanted?“Yes, Zane. I want you to impregnate me.”Was she crazy? What the hell was she talking about?The rain pummeled us as she twirled that stupid orange light around on her fingertips.“You can’t be serious,” I said.“I’m very serious,” she quipped. “As you know, Lycan blood is very powerful. You have the ability to control the werewolves. They cannot disobey your aura or authority. My bloodline is strong, too, King Zane. I come from a line of ancient witches. We possess enormous powers and have access to some of the world’s most powerful spells. I want us to combine our bloodlines. Just think of the power our baby would possess?”I shook my head.Was she for real? She wanted to be pregnant with my child?I realized then that this had all been a ploy. She’d brought me here to threaten me with the curse, JUST so she could give me the alternative.THIS is what she’d wanted all alone. To have sex with me and plant
Eden’s POVThe van ripped through the forest, tossing us from side to side. Our hands were still tied behind our backs so we had no way to steady ourselves.“What do you mean no one can find us?” I asked Storm.“I can’t believe you don’t know this,” Storm replied. “Everyone knows that the Santonio Estate is well hidden. It’s how they protect themselves from assassinations. People can’t kill them if they can’t find them.”Adrian groaned. His eyes were closed and he was laying on his side. A few more tufts of fur had sprouted on his cheeks and arms. He was drooling, but his lips were so chapped now they were bleeding.“He’ll need more milkweed soon,” Storm said. “We’ll have to let the goons now. It’s clear that Demetrius wants Adrian alive, for whatever reason. So they have to give Adrian drugs so he doesn’t die.”“Demetrius?” Caleb asked.“The King Pin. He’s the head of the whole family.”“Do you know anyone else?” I asked. It wouldn’t hurt to learn as much as I could before he faced t
Eden’s POVWhat else could there possibly be? I wondered. Alpha Skylar was buying potions from the witches to defeat Zane’s army. And the witches were making the potion so they could have some sort of twisted werewolf barbeque and have orgasms around a fire.“There’s more?” I asked.Just then, the van came to a screeching halt. We all lurched forward and looked warily at one another. The moment they opened the door, I would take a mental note of the terrain and mindlink my grandfather.The door swung open and the three mafia goons stood smiling at us.“First leg of the trip is done,” they said.“Where are we?” I asked as innocently as I could.“Yeah right bitch. Nice try. Blindfold them,” a goon said to the others.Before we knew it, we were completely blindfolded. Damn it, I said to myself. Now I couldn’t give my grandfather any clues as to our whereabouts.But it was about to get a lot worse.We shoved inside of something and squeezed together on a seat. At first, we thought it was
Eden’s POVI tried not to vomit. I was desperately sea sick though. The blindfold didn’t help. The boat rocked and lolled across the waves.“Please,” I begged, hoping the goons could hear me. “I don’t feel well. I need to see.”“Nope,” a voice said. “Boss man’s orders.”The voice sounded close. I opened my mouth to beg again, but instead of words, a stream of vomit came pouring out.“Bitch! What the fuck?” an annoyed voice said. “That cunt just puked on my shoes.”Laughter. The other goons. I guess I’d just vomited on someone’s shoes.“I told you. I’m sick,” I said. The putrid taste of vomit was sharp in my mouth. I really needed a glass of water.“Hang tight,” a different voice said. “We’re almost there.”I had no choice. So I tried to visualize land. I tried to take my mind off this incessant rocking and rolling of the boat.BLEH.I puked again.“Damn bitch. Stop that,” a voice snapped at me.I didn’t even bother to respond.Just then, the boat came to a sudden stop.“Are we finally
Eden’s POVThe corridor felt like it went on forever. We were deep in the mountain now. We walked in silence. Eventually, we came to a grand door or ornate wood. The goons opened it and we stepped through, into a courtyard.The courtyard was shielded from the sky by a canopy of trees. The fresh air felt nice after the dank, musty air in the corridor. The goons hustled us through the courtyard and through another door. This time, we were in a foyer, lit up with lights. A resplendent chandelier hung from the ceiling, and two spiral staircases wove their way to a second floor.There was so much lighting, for a moment I forgot that we were underground. The goons led us through the foyer and down another hall. Portraits hung on the walls, oil paintings. The carpet was lavish and soft.I’d thought Zane’s palace was big; Zane’s palace paled in comparison to the Santonio Estate. “In here,” they said, opening yet another door.A giant mahogany table sat in the center of the room. And at the
Eden’s POVEighteen today. How the time flies by! It seems like only yesterday I was lying on the bed, crying in agony as wave after wave of labor crashed over me. She was a difficult birth, Jupiter. But I made it through, of course.Who could have known the woman she would grow into?She is standing in front of the full-length mirror, admiring herself in her new gown. She’s glorious. Soft, pink cheeks and glacier blue eyes, just like Zara’s. She is the best of witches and the best of wolves – a unique hybrid that brings out both in this fluid, magical way.“Aunty Brinsle and Aunty Astrid?” she asked, looking at my reflection standing behind her. “Are they ready?”“Yes, love,” I tell her. “They are both waiting.” There’s a gentle knock on the door, and as if on cue, Brinsle and Astrid enter.“Oh Jupes,” Brinsle says, rushing to her side. “Look at you. All grown up.” Tears well in her eyes and she turns away.“I told you, no tears today,” Jupiter scolds Brinsle. But then she smiles sof
Zane’s POVSometimes, I don’t know who I love more, Eden or Jupiter. What a I saying? I love them equally.I was shocked, of course, the night our baby was born. I couldn’t believe it when Eden said the name, Jupiter. It all came together in that moment. Calista told me that visions always come true. Lucinda has the vision of a young girl born with both wolf and witch, a girl that would rule over both.Lucinda assumed it would be her daughter.She was wrong.It was ours.Eden has witch blood and wolf blood. Jupiter was born with both. She is our daughter and she will one day unite the wolves and the witches. For now, though, she’s just a bright-eyed, mischievous little five year old girl.And she is our world.Brinsle counsels Jupiter on the ways of witches. Sometimes, she takes Jupiter to different covens. The covens welcome her, this little daughter of ours. Astrid is in charge of Jupiter’s wolf training. And of course, Astrid is Jupiter’s god-mother. I know she is in good hands wit
Eden’s POVThe wedding was small but lovely. Zane gave Brinsle away and he was so honored to do so. It was a traditional human wedding, and Brinsle was lovely in her white dress. Adrian was handsome in his traditional human tuxedo. They chose a human wedding because they couldn’t have a werewolf one since Brinsle wasn’t a werewolf and they couldn’t have a witch wedding since Adrian wasn’t a witch. So they chose a human wedding instead.After the ceremony, we all mingled and sipped champagne while the children ran around playing tag on the grassy knoll. I was so happy for Adrian as I watched him great his guests, as was Zane. We both had a soft spot for Adrian and Brinsle. They were family as far as we were concerned.But it hadn’t always been easy. It had been a slow love between Brinsle and Adrian. They were both a bit broken and they both had serious trust issues. Brinsle had a magic that was too powerful for her and a history of lashing out. She had some pretty dark secrets in her
Eden’s POV“Lucia, how many times I have told you – get off the warrior training grounds!”I giggled. Lucia had a basket in her arms. It was lunch for Storm. I was sure of it. Lucia was notorious for this. She’d just scuttle right out onto the field, a basket full of food for Storm, and completely disrupt his warriors.“But it’s lunch time,” she said, cocking her head to the side.Storm was clearly embarrassed as she shook his head. His warriors smiled slyly. They were used to it. Lucia was a doting wife. She brought Storm lunch every day without fail.I was visiting for our monthly dinner date. Once a month, I made the trek out to see Lucia at her pack, the Santonio Pack. It was a bit of a hike, since her pack boundary was up in the hills. We’d chosen the location because of the view. After spending all those years on the island at the estate, Lucia swore she never wanted to see water ever again. So her pack was built up on the mountain on a flat plateau, surrounded only by tree tops
Eden’s POVI cursed Zane. I cursed sex. I cursed every one in that room and the sun and the moon and anything and everything I could think of. I had known pain in my life, really bad physical pain, but nothing had prepared me for the pain that ripped through my insides every time I had a contraction.We were back in my room. The doctor and several maids were by my side, as well as Astrid and Zane. Those were the only two people I wanted in the room with me. I gritted my teeth and did my best to breathe while contraction after contraction ripped through me. Zane wiped my forehead with cold clothes. Astrid held my hand, even though I was pretty sure I’d broken her fingers with my tight grip.I was only vaguely aware of the time, but I knew it was night.“It’s a long labour,” the doctor said. “I’m sorry, but that’s just the way it goes sometimes.”Outside my window, the guests waited with baited breath. It hadn’t taken long for word to spread right after the crowning that the queen was i
Eden’s POVI knew we invited a lot of people, but I didn’t really know how many until I saw them all sprawled out there in the garden. Thousands of people, for as far as I could see. Little children waved excitedly as I passed. Little girls giggled and whispered to their mothers:“She’s the most beautiful queen I’ve ever seen.”We walked slowly, through the crowds. I took my time, nodding and smiling as I went along. Everyone smiled back.Once or twice, a strange cramp ran through my stomach and I gripped Astrid’s hand. She looked at me, a worried expression on her face.“Eden, tell me the next time you feel a cramp, okay?” she asked.“Sure,” I said.The walk to the stage took a long time. I was so humbled that this many people had come to see my coronation. Some of them had travelled a very long way. I saw the pile of presents Astrid had commented on. Holy crap was right; it was massive!My eyes swelled. Such generosity from my people.“Oh,” I said, suddenly stopping. It was a cramp
Eden’s POVThe sun burst through the window and I bolted out of bed. I was so happy I could sing. It was here, it was finally here! Coronation day!The baby kicked, really hard. I pressed my hand on my stomach.“No no no,” I said. “You be a good girl and stay in there just one more day.” Then I went straight to the washroom to shower.Zane and I had stayed in separate rooms last night. The girls had stayed in my room with me: Astrid, Brinsle, Murietta, Lucia, and Chloe. We’d played silly games and talked late into the night. It had been a perfect evening, with the exception of a few major cramps. It was probably just too much food I told myself. We had, after all, stuffed our faces all night long.The women were still fast asleep when I got out of the shower. I jumped onto the bed and said in a sing-song voice:“Get up! It’s coronation day!”They all groaned. Astrid rolled over sleepily, tossing her arm over her head. “Not yet,” she said.Brinsle sat up immediately, as did Chloe. I’d
Eden’s POVMy mind reeled. A hundred thoughts ripped through my head. My heart and my stomach hurt.There was a baby?A baby with that…witch?But how? Why? This didn’t make any sense. I looked to Brinsle. If anyone would know, besides Zane, it was her. The look on her face said it all – apologetic.There WAS a baby.“Just listen,” Zane said.“You didn’t tell me?” I asked, embarrassed and angry. “You and…her? She’s carrying your baby?”“Eden, please. Just…come with me. Let’s talk.”But I didn’t want to talk. I wanted to run. I wanted to jump back into the lake and swim away again, like I had all those months ago.Had he been unfaithful to me? With a witch?He rushed towards me then and reached for my hand. But I shrugged him off.“I don’t understand,” I said.“So let me explain,” he told me.“Eden?” It was Brinsle. She was suddenly beside me. I felt like the world was spinning. I felt like I was going to be sick. “Just…just hear him out. Okay. It’s not what you think. I promise.”Her e
Eden’s POV“Excuse me?” I asked.The woman stopped in front of us. I was furious. Who the hell did she think she was? This was a private affair! This was an intimate, royal burial for MY mother. What was she talking about?“I’m guessing my invitation got lost in the mail?” the woman asked sardonically. “Zane, Brighton, Alpha so and so, nice to see you all again. Although I wish it were on happier terms.”I let Zane tense beside me. How did she know Brighton? And Zane? And was that my grandfather she was referring to.“What are you doing here?” Zane said, his voice low.“What do you mean?” she asked. “Of course I’m here. You’re burying my sister.”“This is a wolf’s burial. On wolf territory. You’re not welcome here, Lucinda,” Zane hissed.Lucinda?I knew that name. She was the head of the coven, the Falcon Crest Coven. She was the woman who had kept Zane and all the others prisoners. The woman who had personally provided Skylar with the potion for his warriors.What WAS she doing here?