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
Pippa’s POV I’ve never experienced darkness like this before. It’s like being encased in living, breathing blackness. Not even my superior Lycan vision can penetrate it. “Pippa!” Adrian screams in my head. “Where are you?” I try to hold on to the link like he taught me to do, but it’s even more difficult than before. The link breaks, but he quickly re-establishes it to ask me if I’m at the camp. “No, I…it’s dark, I don’t…” is all I can manage to get out before the link breaks again. And this time, he doesn’t establish it again. I can't feel him, and now that our connection is broken, I miss it. I miss not knowing where he is and what he's experiencing. I was wrong, it's not annoying. It's comforting, and right now, I'd do anything to get it back. I try to remember what had happened. The last thing I can recall with any clarity is sitting with Adrian and the Alphas, and seeing Edith walking across the lake in my direction. It took me a moment to realise that I wasn’t seeing the rea
Pippa’s POV Thespian stares at me like I’m something a cat dragged in. “I don’t think so. How old are you?” “Twenty…almost twenty-one. How did you survive down here?” “The mages bring me food and water…through that hatch.” He points to the sky. I look straight up but don’t see anything except darkness. “There isn’t a hatch. There isn't even a roof.” “It’s hidden. It appears when they want to lower food into the cell.” “Eh…okay.” Two months ago, I’d be sceptical about this claim, but I’ve seen too much to doubt him. “Was it Finian and Niall? Did they kill my mother?” “She wasn’t your mother.” “It would be an awfully big coincidence if she wasn’t. How many Undine do you know that mated with Lycans? Adrian said it’s rare.” “Who’s Adrian?” “My mate.” Thespian is quiet while he chews on his moustache. After a while, he asks, “Adrian Dalton? The king?” “Yes.” He nods slowly, a troubled frown between his eyes. “That’s why the mages wanted you. They said something about the boy ki
Adrian’s POVThe hotel is as deserted, quiet, and dark as we left it. Once inside, I undress and shift, the wolves behind me let out a sort of gasp when they see my wolf. Not many of them have ever had the opportunity to see a Lycan in his wolf form.I stand very still and concentrate on the song calling out to me. It’s louder in here, much more intense, but at the same time, it’s much easier to stay focused, and unlike before, my mind doesn’t go blank. It’s as if she knows I’m on my way.Calhoun is agitated, trying to force his way to the surface. His connection to River is stronger than mine is to Pippa, and he’ll probably be able to find her faster, but he’ll be reckless about it, storming into a situation we possibly can’t control, and he could end up getting the lot of us killed.“We have to go,” my wolf says.“I know, buddy,” I answer. “Just give me a moment.”A few seconds later, I pinpoint the direction we need to go. I concentrat on that song, allowing my body to carry me for