I find it exciting when I meet someone and want them in my book. Renée is a waitress at my favourite café (and yes, I am using the French spelling because it is originally a French word, and that should be acknowledged, even if it was taken from the Turkish word 'kahve' which means coffee). The things you find out when looking for an e with an accute accent over it. Back to Renée. She is awesome and comes across as a strong person, so I felt she needed to be a warrior. It just so happened that I had a position available. She accepted, and here she is. While she is not a main character, she is definitely sticking around for a while.
Tyler's Point of ViewIt didn't take us that long to put away our clothes and organise Avril's gear. I hoped she would want to spend a little intimate time together. The thought of making love to mate made me harden. My trousers were tight and uncomfortable and conspicuous.I was about to ask her when she said, "I'm going to have a shower. You can join me if you like.""Sounds good," I replied with a smirk. She returned my smirk, took my hand, and led me into the bathroom, where she turned on the water in the shower. Once it had reached a temperature she deemed acceptable, she retook my hand and stepped in.I followed her in, and she turned to face me. "I'm going to wash your back," she said as she grabbed the soap."Only my back?" I asked, lifting my eyebrows up and down suggestively. "We shall see," she said, demanding, "Turn around!"She lathered my back, rubbing the soap into my skin, then started rubbing her hands over my chest, taking care not to get any of the suds on my nip
Tyler's Point of View"We will need to pick up Renée and take her to the meeting," Avril said as we took the last step onto the ground floor. "I could mind-link her, but I would like to see her quarters. I want to ensure that she has settled in, as she may be with us for quite a while, depending on how this goes down."We walked down the stairs, and instead of taking a right to the dining room, we left to the Royal Guards' Apartments. Perry had told me it was fifth on the right down the wide corridor. A lounge room with a pool table, wide-screen television, and bar was at the end. Adriana and Daemon looked after their pack, especially the guards and warriors who protected them.We knocked on the door, and Renée opened it straight away. She must have been waiting for us. She opened the door and invited us into her small but furnished lounge. The furniture was minimalistic, and a few generic potted plants added a touch of greenery to the space. The lounge was open plan with a small kitc
Renée's Point of ViewBeta Perry showed me to my new apartment. I couldn't believe how luxurious it was."Beta Perry, how many people will I be living with," I asked as we stepped through the door."Just you, Renée," he answered, "and please call me Perry.""I can't do that, Beta Perry. It would be disrespectful."How about I make a deal?" he said. "If the King and Queen ask you to call them by their first names, call me by mine.""Deal, Beta Perry," I responded, absolutely sure that calling King Daemon and Queen Adriana by their first names would not happen."Once Beta Perry had left, I unpacked my clothes and weapons. I had one set of casual clothes, the uniform and armour I was currently wearing, a set of night clothes, and underwear. Strapped to my side was a sword, which was my most prized possession. It was a gift from my father when I entered the academy; a week later, he was gone.He had been on border patrol when deformed Fae from the Unseelie Court crossed out borders. Three
Avril's Point of ViewNow that Renée and Delilah were settled and talking and we'd finished lunch, Daemon delved into the main reason for the meeting. Tyler and me."While we were in the Fae realm, Avril ended an engagement contract with a Fae named Neri due to finding her true fated mate," began Daemon. "The father of her ex-fiancé, Duan, was less than pleased, shall we say, and Adriana and I overheard them conspiring to kill Tyler and force Avril to marry Neri."There were gasps from around the room."What is the purpose of this?" asked Adam."The ultimate purpose is to gain access to the Fae throne, which absolutely stuns me," I answered, "since I am not next in line to gain the throne. To do that, they would need to assassinate my mother and my eldest sister.""So this Neri wants to become a king?" asked Charlotte."He would never be a king, no matter what," I explained. "The only time there is ever a king is when there are no female children to ascend and only males. My brother c
Hi Everyone I hope you are enjoying the new year so far. I have certainly enjoyed writing, even with my back and arms acting up. So I am back to work now, and I will be posting on Sunday nights. The reason for this is that I only have weekends to write. In saying that, I am hoping to post at least a couple of chapters every weekend. There are a couple of public holidays I am hoping to use to get more writing done as well. Once the school holidays start in April, I will be writing and publishing more frequently.
Renée's Point of View Daemon and Adriana had asked the witches if they could cast a spell that would render a Fae invisible to another Fae. Amiria thought they might be able to do it, and Delilah asked if I would allow them to practise on me. I could see that Avril was worried about her mate, Tyler. She told me, "If you would, I would appreciate it. It is not just Tyler's life in danger but also the lives of my mother, sister and brother. At least my brother and his mate are here." I was more than happy to do since protecting the Fae Royal Family is paramount for any Fae warrior. The three witches and I went to my apartment, leaving the rest of them still talking around the dining room table. On the way, Delilah explained, "This is going to take a little while. We will need to meditate and clear our minds. Then Amiria will cast the spell." Once in the lounge, they gathered around me and stood silently with their eyes closed. After a short time, Amiria began to chant a spell. Voc
The full translations and pronunciations in Chapter 23 are: Voco ad silentium, (woh-ko ahd see-lehn-tee-oom) Quod te circumdat, (kwod teh keer-koom-daht) Voco ad tenebras, (woh-ko ahd teh-neh-brahs) Quod te celat, (kwod teh keh-laht) Voco ad lucem, (woh-ko ahd loo-kem) Quod per te splendet, (kwod teh splehn-deht) Coniunctim simul, (koh-nee-ook-teem see-mool) Tu potes ab omnibus latere. (too poh-tes ahb om-nee-boos lah-teh-reh) It has been loosely translated it as: I call to the silence, It surrounds you, I call to the darkness, It conceals you, I call to the light, It shines through you, Together as one, You can hide from all. It has been a while since I had to learn Latin and use it, so I think my declensions are correct. I started learning Latin at 7 years. My grandfather taught me both Classical and Church since I went to an Anglican church school. I took it during high school as one of my language choices. My grandfather was so precious to me, that I have tried to
Duncan's Point of ViewI had never seen anything like her.As Lucienne stood tall, her wolf towering over the other warriors, I couldn't shake the feeling. It wasn't just her size or the raw power she exuded—though both were unlike anything I'd seen before in our pack. Her aura, a dominance that saturated the room and left every shifter in the space, including my sons, captivated and slightly awed.There was no denying it now. The white fur, the piercing amethyst eyes, and the sheer size of her wolf… she was a Lycan and the daughter of King Daemon and Queen Adriana. How could anyone think otherwise or not even make the connection?Given her bearing and strength, I'd already suspected as much, but witnessing her wolf was another thing entirely. This wasn't the kind of power that could be taught or inherited lightly. It felt like it was ancient, almost primal, a presence that made everyone else's wolves seem small.I chose to keep that startling revelation to myself, knowing that sharin
Lucienne's Point of ViewI took down the three warriors effortlessly, including their Gamma, who put up a decent fight but was ultimately no match for me. He would have been their top fighter, except maybe the Alphas, but he didn't have my training. It might have been a tad unfair since I wasn't a Wolf-Shifter like them, but they needed a reality check.As they rose to their feet, dusting themselves off, the humiliation was unmistakable in their expressions. Their eyes avoided mine, and their jaws clenched with the sting of defeat. The fact that a female had beaten them only deepened the shame and disgust written on their faces. Clearly, this wasn't something they'd soon forget—or forgive."Let me handle this," my father's calm yet commanding voice echoed through our mind-link. He had noticed the intense, uneasy look the warriors were casting in my direction—a mixture of shock, resentment, and bruised pride. His tone carried the subtle authority that had always made him such a respect
Cole's Point of ViewLucienne was here in our suite, changing her clothes. My wolf stirred restlessly, eager to claim her, to make her ours in every possible way. Marc and I had waited so long, dreaming of the day we'd finally have our mate at our side, leading our pack. But now that Lucienne was here, the reality was even more consuming than we'd ever imagined. Her strength, her loyalty, her fire… she was a perfect match for us in every sense.As if sensing my thoughts, Marc turned to me with a smirk. "You're as restless as I am," he murmured, his voice filled with anticipation."Can you blame me?" I replied, my gaze drifting to where Lucienne had stood only moments ago. "She's perfect. I don't know how we ever lived without her."Marc nodded, his expression softening. "Soon, brother," he promised. "When the time is right. We'll mark her together."The thought was both thrilling and humbling. We would be bound to her, our souls intertwined. And with Lucienne as our Luna, nothing could
Elizabeth's Point of ViewI found Beatrice sitting stiffly on the edge of the packhouse couch, her friends scattered around her, gossiping to distract her from Lucienne's latest insult. But the fury that simmered in Beatrice's eyes told me their words weren't making a dent. The humiliation Lucienne had dealt her still festered, a wound no soothing words could heal. And if I had my way, it would fuel the fire I intended to stoke."Leave us," I ordered her friends with a pointed glare. They glanced uneasily at each other before retreating, understanding enough to avoid my temper.I liked that everyone obeyed me. Everyone, that is, except Duncan and his sons. I could feel my face scowling, and I couldn't have that. Scowling made faces wrinkle and look old.Once we were alone, I assessed her carefully. Her chin was down, her posture defensive—pathetic. This wouldn't do. I needed her sharp, cold, and controlled."Don't let that stupid bitch win," I snapped, refusing to let any hint of symp
Elizabeth's Point of ViewI watched the pack's eyes trail after Lucienne as she entered, their gazes fixed on her like moths to a flame. It grated on my nerves—the fawning admiration, the way they seemed captivated by her every movement. This outsider had barely set foot into our world, yet she now commanded the attention of everyone, especially my stepsons, Marc and Cole. She had them under her spell, bewitched by her so-called strength and honour, all wrapped up in that carefully composed grace that seemed to draw people in without her lifting a finger.It was disgraceful, really. The way she carried herself, the way she flaunted her so-called strength as if it were some prize for them to chase. I'd seen how some of her own warriors looked at her, their eyes lingering just a second too long, betraying the kind of desire she seemed to stoke so effortlessly. And Lucienne, with that loose, careless smile, surely didn't mind. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if she finds her way into mor
Marc's Point of ViewShe came! Our mate came with the Royals, and we claimed her in public in front of the pack members present. I took it as a good sign that she didn't reject our advances. The King announced Lucienne as the future Gamma to the King. That was surprising. She was the one who would be evaluating our warriors.Gamma Ellis wasn't going to like that one bit, and there was nothing he could do about it. Lucienne was the Gamma of Gammas, undeniably the best warrior in our generation. To get that position, she would have needed to battle multiple opponents in the arena, some of them Alphas from other packs. Rumour had it that she was better than the King and Crown Prince.The King introduced the other members of their entourage and holy shit! Most of them were royalty of different species. Neither Cole nor I knew that Danielle was friends with such people. I reckoned that Beatrice wouldn't have been such a bitch to Danielle if she had realised.When we sat down for lunch, the
Duncan's Point of ViewThe moment the King and Queen stepped onto our pack lands, I sensed their raw and undeniable power. I had anticipated strength, of course. They were royalty, chosen by the Moon Goddess herself, then transformed into Lycans, much like the human movies portrayed—half beast, half human.Their reputation as a formidable pair was well known. But this? This was beyond anything I had imagined. Their presence wasn't just commanding; it was like an energy that pulsed through the air, seeping into the earth beneath our feet. Every wolf on our territory felt it, an instinctual recognition of the true power standing among us.The King's aura radiated a steady, unyielding strength, his gaze sharp and all-knowing. Beside him, the Queen was equally powerful, if not more, yet hers was a strength layered with grace—a silent but dangerous force, much like the calm before the storm. Together, they were a sight to behold, embodying everything a pack could desire in its leaders. As
Marc's' Point of ViewAfter training, I followed up on my mind link to Cole and gathered the younger members, including those who had looked hopeful during Cole's speech. Since none were warriors, I had to mind-link them to return to meet me in the training hall.When they arrived, the hall buzzed with nervous energy as they exchanged glances. It took patience and a lot of careful words, but eventually, they opened up. Beatrice and her posse left a lasting mark on this group, which was mainly composed of young teenage females. I could see the instilled fear and self-doubt. Many shifted uncomfortably, casting wary glances around as they finally shared their stories, revealing the extent of Beatrice's manipulation and cruelty."It's true," one of the younger females, Mallory, said, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes darted around the group before landing on me with a mix of fear and relief. "Beatrice and Michaela… they make life difficult for anyone they disapprove of, especially
Cole's Point of ViewFirst thing in the morning, we sought out Danielle's mother, Stephanie. "We found our mate last night, and she is friends with Danielle," said Marc."Congratulations," she answered. "Danielle stayed with her friends last night. Which one of her friends is your mate?""Her name is Lucienne," I gushed.Raising her left eyebrow, she warned, "You will have a strong Luna indeed. Be prepared for changes. She is not one to mince words, and there are some things that happen around here she will not like. She has a high moral compass."Good. I wasn't worried because things needed to change around here.After breakfast, as the warriors and many other pack members who were training with them gathered for a routine training session, I took the opportunity to address them. The non-warrior pack members would also include many females, although it wasn't compulsory for them to train, as it was for the men.The decision to integrate females into training had been our idea and had