My father isn’t just going to let you go roaming the countryside,Tristan whispered under his breath as he went with me back to the great hall.“Not with half the Alpha in the Southern region desiring to capture or kill you, and the other half on their way to Tendon to meet you. You’re too valuable to allow out of his eyes.He’ll simply have your mother hauled here to offer answers.” “No.” My voice was flat. “Bad enough that Declan and Eleanor chose to put themselves within reach by coming to Tendon, I won’t put my mother at risk as well.”“Then I fail to see a solution.” Tristan pulled to a halt, disregarding the way others on the streets gave us wide space. I had a more difficult time casting aside the scared expressions several of them gave me.“It is a full day’s ride to Moonlit pack and another back. Impossible to accomplish without your absence being noted.”I rubbed at my scarred palm, thinking hard. Then an idea occurred to me. “I need to find Philomela.”Tristan's eyes narrow
Not allowing me to answer, Lyra declared, “Husband, Andronika must seek guidance from the gods.She requires seclusion for a night and a day to see what replies the gods will offer her.” She snapped her fingers. “Tristan, as Freyja has willed you to watch over Andronika on this journey, you shall attend her.”The men all blinked at her, and Lyra crossed her arms. “Well? You would have the gods wait? Orion, bring the mushrooms. Tristan, ensure Andronika has what she needs to face her challenge.And you”—she leveled a finger at the two visiting Alphas —“should be eating! We are gonna celebrate our partnership and our magnificent futures together. Bring in food! Mead! Music!”Everyone went to their commands, and I mumbled to Tristan, “Get what we need to ride the Moonlit pack tonight and meet me in my room.”Alpha Orion approached and offered me a cup full of pulverized mushrooms. “Drink deeply,” he advised. “I look forward to learning what the gods wish to show you in your visions.”“As
“There is another one,” my mother interrupted. “We’ve never spoken to you of this, but Declan he was a sickly baby. The healers could do nothing, and informed us the humane decision would be to put him out for the cold and the wolves, but…I couldn’t do it.”It was the way of our people, I understood that. Had known mothers who carried frail kids that were in their arms one day and then gone the next, never spoken of again.But to think that my mother was commanded to do such a thing to my brother made my blood run cold. “It is well you didn’t, Mother, for they were wrong. He grew up strong.” Of the body, at least.“They weren’t wrong.” My mother’s throat twitched as she swallowed, and I glanced at Tristian. He was fast making his way through the pile, tattooed skin gleaming with perspiration, and not out of earshot. “What happened?” I asked.“I prayed to the gods to spare him,” my mother murmured. “Prayed to Freyja and Eir and all who’d listen, offering up sacrifices to show my devoti
Had it been a choice? Lyra’s words resonated in my brain, the concept that the gods did not select, just intuitively understood what decision a person would make, dominating my thoughts.I cuddled my mother to me, our foreheads touching. “To have your child chosen to hold a goddess’s blood is a privilege none would turn down, Mother. There is nothing to forgive.” “I thought it was just Freyja,” she muttered. And thought nothing of it when your father returned from Mystic Rune pack with tidings the seer had pronounced prophecy of a child of Hlin. Only longed for the day you would come into your power, yet what horror when you did, for it was not life your magic promised but war. I cursed you, my darling. Forgive me.”It was hard not to cringe at knowing that was how she perceived my power, yet still, I didn’t understand why she was begging the way she was.There is nothing to forgive. I am content.” She straightened and held me at arm’s length, gaze riveted on mine. “Don’t lie to me,
Why didn’t you tell me? “ I…” His throat twitched as he swallowed. “It was a long time ago when I was still a boy, but I remember it clearly.”“You seem to remember everything about her very clearly and yet communicate none of it,” I snapped. “What did she say?”Tristan was silent, and sickness tortured my intestines. For what he might say.And the fact that he concealed it from me at all.“She went into these strange trances when she was being told something by Odin,” he eventually responded.“I was alone with her when she was suddenly seized by one. She informed me that the warrior Princess would unify the Southern region,but that tens of thousands would be left dead in your wake. That you’d tread upon the land like a disease, setting friend against friend, brother against brother, and that everyone would fear you.”His words sunk into my core, and I strained to breathe. “Whatever she saw terrified her,” he added. “I was young, and it sank into my mind that the warrior Princess woul
Unease trickled into my chest.“What is it?”Or who?“Theodora .” Tristan spat in the dirt.“We need to go.”Alpha Orion had mentioned the name Theodora while we were at Vadan, but I had no clue who she was. “Is she one of Alpha Maximus’s warriors?”“His hunteress. Who he sends to locate those who don’t desire to be found.” His throat twitched as he swallowed. “She’s a child of Ullr.”My gut knotted, for I knew Ullr’s children had bows with magical arrows that never missed their aim. “Who is she hunting?”Tristan tilted his head to meet my gaze, the muscles in his jaw so rigid they strained against his suntanned skin.“No,” I gasped. “That makes no sense. Everyone believes that I’m in Tendon.”“There is no other reason for her to be here, Andronika . We need to go. Get a head start before she finds our trail.”The horror humming in my blood informed me that he was right, except there was only one location to dock a ship of that size on this sea. Moonlit pack. My house.Ignoring Trist
Tristan stood, dragging me up with him and then leading me back to the horses. “Do you honestly think your mother won’t tell her everything she wishes to know?”I bit my lip, tears threatening. “That’s not what I asked.” “Theodora ‘s a killer,” Tristan responded. “But she’s loyal to Maximus and won’t go against his orders.”“Tristan…” Tears flowed down my cheeks since I was the reason Theodora was here. I was the reason my mother was in danger. “Will Theodora hurt her?”“I don’t know.” Tristan kicked a rock. “This…I don’t know what he plans, just that if we go after them, we’ll be giving him exactly what he wants.”I’d informed my mother that I was over with her. It’s time you make your path in the world. A lie, because I refused to forsake her.Catching my horse’s reins, I swung onto the mare’s back. “Are you coming with me, or do I need to do this alone?”Tristan swung onto his saddle. “Where you go, I go, Born-inFire. Even if it’s to the gates of the Underworld.”I dug in my heel
“Return to the ship,” Theodora ordered, and she and her soldiers retreated over the rise, footfalls receding and leaving behind just the wind in the woods and my stifled sobbing.“They’re gone,” Tristan muttered, and I withdrew from his arms. Abandoning my shield and sword, I hurried to my mother. My foot snagged on a pebble, and I tripped, tumbling on the ground. Sobbing, I crept ahead, nearing her.She was still breathing.Tristan placed a palm over my lips to stop my cry as she slid slowly to the ground, the arrow withdrawing from her chest. Gasping, I pushed my hands to the incision in her chest, leaning over her. My mother’s gaze locked into mine. “Andronika ?”“I’m here.” Blood streamed over my fingers, and saturated the front of her beautiful dress, her cane laying next to her on the grass. “I’m so sorry. That this occurred. For the things I said.” But the light was receding from her eyes, her chest stilling beneath my palms. “No!” I yelled. “This wasn’t supposed to happen!”T
I abandoned Tristan's ride well before Moonlit pack, for the gelding continued attempting to bite me, and I knew that I had all the head start I needed. Then I rode my mare as fiercely as my rage rode me.Visions of how the confrontation might play out ran in my thoughts. Of the things I’d say to the Luna of Mystic Rune pack. Of the ways, I might murder her. Of the curses I may spew upon her after the act was done.A part of me, deep down, felt this wasn’t right. Knew that I was enabling the darker part of me to have the type of power that I could one day come to regret, but it was better than the alternative.Better than remembering the last things I’d said to my mother. Better than witnessing Theodora ’s arrow pierce through her chest. Far better than witnessing the light fade out of her eyes and knowing that it was because of me.The route reached the end of the sea, the northern strait stretched out before me, the sea steely blue and covered with whitecaps.I sought evidence of Th
“Return to the ship,” Theodora ordered, and she and her soldiers retreated over the rise, footfalls receding and leaving behind just the wind in the woods and my stifled sobbing.“They’re gone,” Tristan muttered, and I withdrew from his arms. Abandoning my shield and sword, I hurried to my mother. My foot snagged on a pebble, and I tripped, tumbling on the ground. Sobbing, I crept ahead, nearing her.She was still breathing.Tristan placed a palm over my lips to stop my cry as she slid slowly to the ground, the arrow withdrawing from her chest. Gasping, I pushed my hands to the incision in her chest, leaning over her. My mother’s gaze locked into mine. “Andronika ?”“I’m here.” Blood streamed over my fingers, and saturated the front of her beautiful dress, her cane laying next to her on the grass. “I’m so sorry. That this occurred. For the things I said.” But the light was receding from her eyes, her chest stilling beneath my palms. “No!” I yelled. “This wasn’t supposed to happen!”T
Tristan stood, dragging me up with him and then leading me back to the horses. “Do you honestly think your mother won’t tell her everything she wishes to know?”I bit my lip, tears threatening. “That’s not what I asked.” “Theodora ‘s a killer,” Tristan responded. “But she’s loyal to Maximus and won’t go against his orders.”“Tristan…” Tears flowed down my cheeks since I was the reason Theodora was here. I was the reason my mother was in danger. “Will Theodora hurt her?”“I don’t know.” Tristan kicked a rock. “This…I don’t know what he plans, just that if we go after them, we’ll be giving him exactly what he wants.”I’d informed my mother that I was over with her. It’s time you make your path in the world. A lie, because I refused to forsake her.Catching my horse’s reins, I swung onto the mare’s back. “Are you coming with me, or do I need to do this alone?”Tristan swung onto his saddle. “Where you go, I go, Born-inFire. Even if it’s to the gates of the Underworld.”I dug in my heel
Unease trickled into my chest.“What is it?”Or who?“Theodora .” Tristan spat in the dirt.“We need to go.”Alpha Orion had mentioned the name Theodora while we were at Vadan, but I had no clue who she was. “Is she one of Alpha Maximus’s warriors?”“His hunteress. Who he sends to locate those who don’t desire to be found.” His throat twitched as he swallowed. “She’s a child of Ullr.”My gut knotted, for I knew Ullr’s children had bows with magical arrows that never missed their aim. “Who is she hunting?”Tristan tilted his head to meet my gaze, the muscles in his jaw so rigid they strained against his suntanned skin.“No,” I gasped. “That makes no sense. Everyone believes that I’m in Tendon.”“There is no other reason for her to be here, Andronika . We need to go. Get a head start before she finds our trail.”The horror humming in my blood informed me that he was right, except there was only one location to dock a ship of that size on this sea. Moonlit pack. My house.Ignoring Trist
Why didn’t you tell me? “ I…” His throat twitched as he swallowed. “It was a long time ago when I was still a boy, but I remember it clearly.”“You seem to remember everything about her very clearly and yet communicate none of it,” I snapped. “What did she say?”Tristan was silent, and sickness tortured my intestines. For what he might say.And the fact that he concealed it from me at all.“She went into these strange trances when she was being told something by Odin,” he eventually responded.“I was alone with her when she was suddenly seized by one. She informed me that the warrior Princess would unify the Southern region,but that tens of thousands would be left dead in your wake. That you’d tread upon the land like a disease, setting friend against friend, brother against brother, and that everyone would fear you.”His words sunk into my core, and I strained to breathe. “Whatever she saw terrified her,” he added. “I was young, and it sank into my mind that the warrior Princess woul
Had it been a choice? Lyra’s words resonated in my brain, the concept that the gods did not select, just intuitively understood what decision a person would make, dominating my thoughts.I cuddled my mother to me, our foreheads touching. “To have your child chosen to hold a goddess’s blood is a privilege none would turn down, Mother. There is nothing to forgive.” “I thought it was just Freyja,” she muttered. And thought nothing of it when your father returned from Mystic Rune pack with tidings the seer had pronounced prophecy of a child of Hlin. Only longed for the day you would come into your power, yet what horror when you did, for it was not life your magic promised but war. I cursed you, my darling. Forgive me.”It was hard not to cringe at knowing that was how she perceived my power, yet still, I didn’t understand why she was begging the way she was.There is nothing to forgive. I am content.” She straightened and held me at arm’s length, gaze riveted on mine. “Don’t lie to me,
“There is another one,” my mother interrupted. “We’ve never spoken to you of this, but Declan he was a sickly baby. The healers could do nothing, and informed us the humane decision would be to put him out for the cold and the wolves, but…I couldn’t do it.”It was the way of our people, I understood that. Had known mothers who carried frail kids that were in their arms one day and then gone the next, never spoken of again.But to think that my mother was commanded to do such a thing to my brother made my blood run cold. “It is well you didn’t, Mother, for they were wrong. He grew up strong.” Of the body, at least.“They weren’t wrong.” My mother’s throat twitched as she swallowed, and I glanced at Tristian. He was fast making his way through the pile, tattooed skin gleaming with perspiration, and not out of earshot. “What happened?” I asked.“I prayed to the gods to spare him,” my mother murmured. “Prayed to Freyja and Eir and all who’d listen, offering up sacrifices to show my devoti
Not allowing me to answer, Lyra declared, “Husband, Andronika must seek guidance from the gods.She requires seclusion for a night and a day to see what replies the gods will offer her.” She snapped her fingers. “Tristan, as Freyja has willed you to watch over Andronika on this journey, you shall attend her.”The men all blinked at her, and Lyra crossed her arms. “Well? You would have the gods wait? Orion, bring the mushrooms. Tristan, ensure Andronika has what she needs to face her challenge.And you”—she leveled a finger at the two visiting Alphas —“should be eating! We are gonna celebrate our partnership and our magnificent futures together. Bring in food! Mead! Music!”Everyone went to their commands, and I mumbled to Tristan, “Get what we need to ride the Moonlit pack tonight and meet me in my room.”Alpha Orion approached and offered me a cup full of pulverized mushrooms. “Drink deeply,” he advised. “I look forward to learning what the gods wish to show you in your visions.”“As
My father isn’t just going to let you go roaming the countryside,Tristan whispered under his breath as he went with me back to the great hall.“Not with half the Alpha in the Southern region desiring to capture or kill you, and the other half on their way to Tendon to meet you. You’re too valuable to allow out of his eyes.He’ll simply have your mother hauled here to offer answers.” “No.” My voice was flat. “Bad enough that Declan and Eleanor chose to put themselves within reach by coming to Tendon, I won’t put my mother at risk as well.”“Then I fail to see a solution.” Tristan pulled to a halt, disregarding the way others on the streets gave us wide space. I had a more difficult time casting aside the scared expressions several of them gave me.“It is a full day’s ride to Moonlit pack and another back. Impossible to accomplish without your absence being noted.”I rubbed at my scarred palm, thinking hard. Then an idea occurred to me. “I need to find Philomela.”Tristan's eyes narrow