Nikolas POV After spending time with Aliana and my mother, I returned to my office. Aliana's fears were valid; I would never have expected her to feel that deeply. All the months of being away from her and watching her from a distance. How could she feel for me so strongly? I put myself in her sho
"When that time comes, I will do it," I told Qusack. It sucked that I had to live a pretentious life where Aliana was concerned. Pretending was something I had never done before. It was going to be challenging, but that was the only choice I had when I had two conflicting goals. I wanted to be Ki
I decided I would make more effort to prove how I felt about her without breaking character. "Ania said some lycans are bullying you," I asked her. Ania didn't say anything, but I wanted to know. I also knew she would tell me the truth so it wouldn't seem like Ania was lying. I was still ruthless
Aliana POV I had a very hectic day caring for the Queen. She was running a fever, and it took a while before the physician could bring her fever down. Nikolas was very worried, and he was a bit cranky too. I could not blame him. The fear of losing the only parent he had left was intense, and I cou
"Wear something comfortable and join me," I heard his voice in my mind, and I was shocked. What was he doing? I thought we were supposed to be private. Having me in his room was different from having me beside him in public. That would make me more than a bedwarmer; it would make me his companion.
I understood, and suddenly, I was filled with excitement. I did not know if our wolves would mate, but I wanted to see Raven live up to her fantasies, the very fantasies she filled my head with and mocked me if I could not fulfil them. I took off my clothes and shifted to my wolf. Raven's fur was
Nikolas POV Aliana looked peaceful this morning, and I did not want to trouble her sleep. Qusack had linked me to inform me of the werewolves found dead in the woods. I learned they had gone to the woods to pick mushrooms and potatoes. I wondered why Lycan hunters still thought it was okay to com
I saw the basket of mushrooms the woman was holding, and I wondered why they needed to pick so many mushrooms. "Why were they picking mushrooms? Don't they have food?" I asked Qusack, and he shrugged. "All the food is portioned, and they collect groceries every Saturday. They are also allowed to b