“Okay, I have some questions for you, alright? Do you think you can answer them for me, so I know how to help you?” He nodded. “What’s your name, sir?”“Barnes,” he forced out.“Thank you Mr. Barnes. Can you rate the pain for me?”“Ten!” he gasped, curling in on himself so tightly he was shaking. He
Elroy looked furious, but before I could even process that he was there Iris stepped forward confidently.“Your Luna’s just been framed for oleander poisoning,” she said calmly. Rita screeched.“How dare you?!” she shouted. “You have no right to involve yourself in—” The instant Elroy’s Alpha presen
“Remember; any action against her is an action against me. And I don’t take that lightly.” That sentence hung in the air for an ominous moment, and then Elroy turned to me.“Come on,” Elroy said, putting his hands on my waist. “Let’s get you out of here, before the negativity can rub off on the pup.
I sighed, putting my book to the side and dragging another one in front of me. I’d spent the last three days in the manor’s library—this massive, beautiful room two stories high—throwing myself into learning everything I could about Eclipse. I needed to know their history, or I’d fail as their Luna.
It was a simple interaction. I walked past a worker carrying warm linens, and the scent of lavender wafting off of them was calming. My linens didn’t smell like that, and I would like it if they did, so I stopped her. “Excuse me,” I said. “Do you work in the laundry?”“No, Luna,” the middle-aged w
I laughed in his face.“What’s changing, Elroy? What changes are you even trying to make?”“The high council was set up to avoid a dictatorship, I can’t just—”“Set up by who? Let me guess, the ancestors of the people who are currently on the council? There’s nothing you can say or do that will make
My fingers hovered over my phone, trembling slightly as I responded to the email from Lycanthrope Life magazine. The prestigious publication's request for an exclusive interview burned brightly on the screen, a beacon of opportunity... and risk.I took a deep breath, steadying myself. "This is it,"
I smiled, full of pride for the beautiful creation that Jordan made me. Now she could get the recognition she deserved for it.“It turned out so much better than I’d imagined,” I said honestly. “I had the idea, but the actual creation was done entirely by Jordan Hanna, my personal maid. Can you beli
Olivia POVElroy left with a thousand soldiers the next morning, half on horseback and half in their wolf forms. I supposed I should be curious about the battle strategy, but I wasn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to care.A part of me knew I wasn’t defeated, that I would still fight for wolves’ rights a
She held up a hand. “I said I had to ask. I didn’t say I give him any credit. Officially, I am asking if you’re denying his claims.”“Of course I am!” I threw up my hands. “It’s all just some lie he’s made up to cause trouble.”I put my hands down. “Think about it, if I had someone from my past I lo
Olivia POVRefusing to follow behind Elroy like a naughty child, I swept out of the room ahead of him, though I took care to dismiss Jordan gently. She, like most of the wolves in the room who didn’t fight, looked shaken but still present in the moment. I trusted they could all take care of themselv
He looked at me and then bowed deeply, making several people gasp.“Come with me, Lady Olivia,” he urged, looking up with his hand stretched toward me. “I have gathered an army of Rogue werewolves who call me their king. Come with me and rule them by my side.”I was about to demand just what sort of
Olivia POV“He seems to know you,” Elroy said, and there was some accusation in his tone.“I promise I have no idea—”“Alphas! Betas! Omegas! And ladies and gentlemen!” the man said, his voice easily reaching over the chamber music to every corner of the room.Elroy signaled for the music to stop, a
Olivia POVI had always admired blood woods. Unlike the rather ugly bloodwood trees of southern Africa (so named because they seemed to “bleed” red sap when cut), blood woods’ deep scarlet color, elegantly twisted trunk, and thickly canopied dark green leaves made them a delightful focal point of an
But Jordan was right. What Ines and the others had described was a caste system in all but name.“People aren’t going to like our using that word,” I muttered.“People aren’t going to like a lot of things,” Fay said.“Yes, but there’s a knee-jerk reaction to the term ‘caste.’” I knew we were all thi
Olivia POVI had no idea what to say. I needed to do so many things, but right now I needed this man to continue to be the kind, playful husband he was being. My whole body seemed to light up inside from his touch, and all I wanted was for him to keep smiling and be happy.“Do you mean that?” I aske
“Jordan,” I said, “I think it’s time to hold a banquet.”The low light of my bedside lamp lay across Elroy's face, casting a warm glow on his furrowed brow as we settled down to sleep. It was hard to believe that I’d once been so reluctant to lay near him, and now this protective little cocoon we fo