Adrian's POV “You,” I say and instinctively put myself between Pippa and the strange woman. I am trying, and failing, to wrap my head around what I'm seeing. I know what happened here, I know what she did and I know what she is, but how did she hide it from me? “Yes,” she says with a sweet smile. “I’m glad to see my potion helped.” Oh my God. Pippa drank that concoction of hers. What if she poisoned my mate? I'm so shocked and frantic that it doesn't even occur to me that Pippa would be dead by now if she were poisoned. “What are you?” I ask. “I am a Cambion…same as Pippa.” How does she know her name. I never told her Pippa's name. I didn't even tell her when she was in the lobby, pretending to be the owner of this ramshackle hotel. I don’t know if I should try to kill her, grab Pippa and run or thank her and see where this goes. “What did you give her?” “Something that works. It's different for Cambion. The mating ritual doesn't always kill us right away. Sometimes, it can take
Adrian's POV Pippa comes walking up behind me and without any reservations slips her hands around me, resting her head on my back. I didn’t think such a simple act of trusting affection could ever make me this happy. I fold my hands over hers and focus on her emotions. There’s some confusion, a little fear and heaps of something I can only describe as melancholy. “Did you have a good talk with Edith?” I ask. “Yes. She showed me how to access my power and how to use it consciously.” It’s been a week since we came here. Our wolves are hard at work restoring the hotel and outbuildings. While exploring the grounds, I came upon rotting cabins around the lake where anglers and water sport enthusiasts used to camp. Edith didn’t think to mention it, because she hadn’t been down here in decades and thought they were all the destroyed anyway. She was almost right. The little wooden huts are beyond fixing and have no indoor plumbing. Instead, there are shared ablutions with showers and toile
Adrian's POVI am not sure what to do with Ryker. I don’t know if I can trust him or not. What bothers me a little is that I can’t remember him at all. As far as I know he never visited me in the dungeons and Caspian never mentioned him when he came down to torture my mother. “How long have you been Caspian’s Beta?” I ask.“From the start. We killed Carter and his Beta together.”I press my lips together and nod. “And you expect me to trust you?”“Of course not,” Ryker laughs mirthlessly. “But I hope you’ll give me a chance to earn it.”“Okay,” I agree. “Why don’t you start by telling me why I should trust a wolf who killed his own Alpha.”Ryker’s expression darkens and he shifts around uncomfortably. “I…I’m ashamed to admit this, but Caspian fooled me. Carter was crue and unjust…I believed Caspian when he said he’d be a better Alpha.”I nod and start to chew the inside of my mouth. He don’t get the feeling that Ryker’s lying, but just a week ago a succubus managed to fool me into bel
Caspian's POVThe warriors managed to find eleven children in all. There are others, but the mothers went on the run with them. "Goddess," I say to Julian as I go over the list of names. "That is a lot of children."The Beta laughs. "Virile and fertile, as any true Alpha should be.""Hm," I grunt. "Where did I find the time to fuck so many women?" I joke."There's not much else to do during times of peace."I stroll past the cells with the mothers and children, Julian by my side. I recognise only one or two of the she-wolves. “How is this possible?” I ask.“Alpha?” Julian asks.“I thought only the female that can survive my mark could bear my children.”“That is the belief, Alpha.”“Hm,” I grunt. “Clearly a myth.”“Or maybe it's just misunderstood. Maybe the one who survives your mark is the one who’ll bear you the strongest pups.”I stop in front of one of the cells, the one holding the Omega that started it all. “No,” I reply. “This one is strong. Stronger than any of my true-born c
Pippa's POVAs they’ve done with the rest of the rogues that keep showing up here, the pack simply accepts the two newcomers. The other she-wolves immediately take Chastity under their wing and lead her away to get her cleaned up. “This is all levels of fucked,” I say.“Hm,” Adrian agrees. “I wonder why Caspian is suddenly so interested in his bastards.”“Don’t use that word,” I say without thinking.“Bastard?”“Yes.”“It’s just a word, Pippa. I don’t see them as any less just because-”“It’s an ugly word for a baby.”Adrian nods. “Okay, if you feel so strongly about it.”“Tammy said the reason you mark us is to see if we’re strong enough to bear your children.”“Yes.”“But…are all these women strong enough to bear Caspian’s children then? Chastity doesn’t have a mate mark.”“It’s because Caspian is growing weaker. Much weaker than he even knows, I think. Omegas can mate with just about anyone. It would be interesting to see how old these… illegitimate children of his are. I bet none
Pippa’s POVI find Adrian deep in the woods. After he spoke to the mages, when he heard what was going on, he left, telling me that he needed some time to think. When he didn't come back after two hours, I found his scent and followed it. I don't know how long he's been here by himself, I lost track of time, but I think he's had enough time.Regardless of what I think though, I watch him from behind a tree where he sits at the edge of a small stream, legs crossed under him and his head cradled in his hands. “Come out, Pippa,” he says after a few minutes. "I know you're there."Maybe I'm not as mysterious as I think I am. “I just wanted to make sure you're okay,” I say, and step out behind my bad hiding spot and join him."I'll be fine. I just needed some time away to get my thoughts in order."“What do you need?”He shakes his head. “Nothing. I’m fine.”“You don’t look fine…you don’t feel fine.”He’s caught in a strange kind of melancholic state he can't seem to shake off. “It’s the p
Adrian's POV“I can’t make any promises,” I say to the Alpha. “But I will try my damndest to kill the fucker.”“I suppose that’s all we can ask,” he says and finally bends the knee. “I am Alpha Terrance of the Shadow Moon pack.”“Rise,” I say and look out over the rest of the kneeling wolves. “All of you. Rise.”I’m tired, starving, and thirsty and not in the mood to talk to the Alphas now, but as little as I know about werewolf society, I do know that I’ll offend them if I dismiss them without at least welcoming each of them and asking their names. Around us, the rogues finally unclench and apparently deciding that there’s no immediate danger, they start to make their fires. Someone will bring coffee and breakfast over when it’s done.I glance at Pippa who hasn’t said a single word yet. “Alphas,” I say. “This is Queen Pippa.”They respectfully bow their heads to her, but more than one of them shows signs of clear disapproval when I invite them to the nearest fire and don’t send Pip
Adrian's POVI feel like a neutered dog. I can’t sense Pippa at all. It’s as if someone took a pair of scissors and cut our connection. Numb, I stumble out of Edith’s cottage and into the bright late-morning sun.Where do I start? How do I find her? I don't even know where to begin.I am not trained to deal with things like this. What was I thinking? Leaving the church and taking a mate? What was I thinking when I decided to go to war against the most powerful Alpha this world has ever seen? I’m a fucking priest, not a warrior.Delusions of grandeur. That's what I had. Cute little fantasies about retaking what's rightfully mine with my lovely queen by my side. Like I live in some kind of fairy tale or something.Oh my God, I'm such a fool.I slump against the dirty, once white wall, and rub my hands over my face. I hear and smell Bryce approach from the right, and ready myself for a fight. “King,” he says softly. “What happened?”Do I tell him? He made it clear how he feels about wome