KieranI run my thumb nervously over the back of Raven’s hand as Fleming, the royal healer, looks her over in his study. The wizened old man mumbles to himself as he works but never anything I can understand. My heart pounds. I will not have gone through all of this to lose my wife at the end. I wil
“May the Moon Goddess bless and keep you,” Aylin says. “And may we all raise our voices in honor of Alpha King Kieran Solberg and Luna Queen Raven Blake of Dun’s Crossing!”Howls split the air just as easily as a grin splits my face. I kiss my wife.With the ceremony over, we leave the throne room f
RavenI press kisses along Kieran’s neck as he carries me through the palace I felt so alone in for so long. Now, not only am I its queen, but there’s no shame in my husband dragging me out of a party after announcing he needs to fuck me. I feel beautiful and wanted for the very first time within th
KieranI sit at my desk in my study, poring over a new trade agreement the representative from Snowcrest Canyon, Floyd, delivered yesterday. So far, being king has included far less heroic resolution of my father’s sins and far more approving announcements of his fall that include apologies and offe
AnwenI stand in the open gate as the milky white Haze silvers with the rising moon. Not everyone finds their mate during their first Haze. I keep reminding myself of that.This is my first time in public since Father’s death, other than mandatory political appearances. I can’t believe my siblings a
*Blanca* I trail my fingertips along the rough stone wall of the dungeon as I walk briskly along, keeping my shoulders hunched and my head down. In my other hand, I carry a bucket of water and a ladle. Down here, I should be safe from the ridicule I face on the upper levels of the castle, but occas
*Kieran* My cheek stings where that blasted bird pecked away my skin, but at least it didn’t get my eyeball. Because of my wolf shifter abilities, I feel it healing already. When I draw my hand away again, there’s no fresh blood. I hear my twin sisters’ footsteps lightly following me up the stairs
*Blanca* I almost made it to my room. When Nessa Winters steps out of the shadows near the last turn that takes me to my chambers, I leap backward, not out of fear but out of surprise. I hate it when she does that. Recently, she’s been doing it more and more. I’m not sure why. Maybe the fact that