"So, where is Isaac Lucas?" I asked, even though I knew he had died in battle with my father. Newton was quiet for a while, as if speaking was difficult. "I think he ran away during the battle and had been secretly communicating with his men. Lisa's father would be the best to give you pointers in
Aliana POV The day trudged along at a snail's pace, and the heaviness of my sleep-filled morning lingered on. As I emerged from my slumber, I found Ania and Lisa engrossed in a lively game of cards at the coffee table, their laughter filling the room. Though I overheard Ania mention Erica's name, i
"Where are you?" Nikolas's voice echoed in my mind as we finished up in the kitchen. "I'm in the kitchen," I responded through our telepathic connection. "You should be resting, Little Wolf. Don't overexert yourself," he admonished, and I struggled to suppress a laugh. "I need exercise, you know,
Nikolas POV Aliana's heartache weighed heavily on me, but I was determined to root out any lurking spies in our midst, no matter the cost. Lisa, dear and pure, presented a challenge, for treating her as I did tug at my heartstrings. However, it was an unavoidable necessity. I hoped Aliana would f
"Black suits you, Little Wolf," I whispered, my lips grazing her earlobe, eliciting a delightful giggle and moan. I had anticipated resistance, but it seemed there was no friction between us. Still, I understood the necessity of a proper apology. Drawing her closer, I nibbled at her neck, feeling a
Nikolas POV The morning arrived, signalling the time to put my plans into action. I needed to evacuate the werewolf population in Riverhead and move them to Woodland, where they would be safe and hidden. Only a few individuals would remain behind to continue working on projects. I had sent for Gra
“Your penmanship is exquisite,” Gabriel said and I knew he meant no harm by it. He grazed his hands through the writing in complete awe of my skills. It was normal for him to feel that way, afterall I grew up in the wilderness. “I took it upon myself to improve. There was no way I planned to be a
Nikolas POV I prepared myself for what was written in the letter I held in my hand. I was scared that I would discover something terrible and would have to take action against my mother. The letter began with a formal greeting to someone named Cerf Dirk. It expressed the hope that the recipient wa