My heart thumps lightly in my chest as Roman stares at me but I keep my eyes mellow and I try not to look at him. Roman’s questioning tone comes at me a moment later,“Scarlett.”He has this special power of simply mentioning my name and getting his message across. I finally look at him, hesitantly, reluctantly, and I smile sheepishly, “What?”“You know what.”I pause for a while, the urge to spill all my secrets pooling in my guts but instead, I give a light smile.Roman’s gaze is still stern, and while I could always pull the “trust me” card on him this time, I feel he’s going to keep on thinking about it even after I ask him to excuse us, and while I don’t know if he remembers Myrtle’s prediction to the last letter, I really don’t want to risk making him feel insecure, like his scarlet eyes are a bigger deal than he thinks they are. That would just be catastrophic, so I relent with a small sigh.“I asked Myrtle to come over, not because I have anything bad I think is going to happ
“I’m looking for information about a scarlet-eyed king. King Damianos.I don’t know how long ago he ruled or how far back it’s been since he last walked the earth, but I suppose it was about two to three hundred years ago.” Myrtle nods, the flute of champagne to her lips, “Sounds about right. We were basically in the period of Kings and castles then.”That doesn’t tell me if she knows who he is though, or anything about him so I carry on.“The scroll I read said he had scarlet eyes.And King? What was he King of? A kingdom?”Myrtle gives me a look that tells me I might have just asked a very not-so-bright question because of course he was the king of a Kingdom.It’s usual to have things like that.“What I meant was what exactly was he King of?I’ve spent some time reading and finding out more information on the Royal families of the current…. werewolf world, and,”“Did you have fun?”I throw Myrtle a lightly scathing look and she chuckles, picking a grape and popping it into her mout
There’s barely anything stopping me from telling Myrtle to stop if it hurts her too much but I can't.I need to know what I'm dealing with here.Myrtle's voice is bitter and cold as she begins,“Back in the day, there was really nothing like consent, you know that right?Even if there was, some people felt it naturally didn’t apply to them and this King Damian was one of them. He was an Alpha, he was King, history says he was a smart man who thought strategically and planned well, but he was also a tyrant to some people. In the case of Harriet and the family of Ragnar, the Duchess was only a mother trying to ensure her daughter didn’t die while trapped in a strange power.She sent a letter to the King asking for a healer, because then, healers could just about fix anything. And King Damian had a team of them at the palace. She was a Duchess, her husband was a Duke, they were relatives to the King, and all she asked for, was one healer.The King came himself and took one look at Briel
“Are you sure you’re feeling better? I can stay.”I shake my head and push Roman softly towards the door, the smile on my face so wide it almost hurts but there all the same.“No. No way. You missed work the first day, and the day after that. I’d rather not be here to see you miss the next, because you aren’t going to.I can accompany you to work if I want to now, that’s how strong I feel. I’m better now, and you Mr Alpha, you’re going to work.”Roman sticks a foot against the door and renders all my light pushing useless, not budging an inch even as I apply more pressure.“But what if the baby decides to grow again the way he did last time?”“We still have weeks ahead of us for that, Roman.”My husband pouts, his face scrunching in the most handsome way yet somehow managing to make it cute.“I wouldn’t be here to protect you, or help.”The way Roman stares deep into my eyes seems to set the strings of my heart ablaze again, but he’s not fooling me with that look. I repeat my words,
A light knock at the door startles me but not so much that I jump this time, and when I turn to look at it Mira is standing there.My eyes go lightly open because she’s all dressed up, her hair perfectly made, like she’s totally going on a date.Reginald’s shadow just behind her tells me he’s on board with the picnic plans, and more than that apparently if those shoes are any indication. I think he’s also dressed.“Are you sure you’ll be fine on your own, Luna?”I roll my eyes and give Mira a chiding smile, “Of course I'll be fine. You can drop the file on the counter there.Mira drops the purple file at the counter by the door and it goes shut when she exits. I head over to it immediately and scan my eyes through the contents.What I find is a bit strange.I read the sentence twice just to be sure I understand, and even then I don't fully understand it.I pick up my phone and place a call to Priam. The line rings and he picks up after the second ring but his voice is slightly pissed
Hunter stares me down through the phone as I ask and he nods, his eyebrows scrunched in a show of mild confusion. He answers testily.“Yes, I knew Oliver, but that was nothing.It was two guys meeting up to attend football matches and catch a drink.”I keep my feelings under the surface,“How did you come to know him? Did you two attend the same school? Oliver would have told me something if he was attending the same class with someone like you.”Hunter’s anger fans to his face immediately and his voice is mean as he asks. “Someone like me?”I nod because I said what I said. “I called some of your old classmates from high school, and they all said the same thing about you.Hunter was wildly popular, but he was large and insufferable.”“How did you get the phone numbers of my past classmates?”Hunter sounds pissed so I scoff and give him a lightly mocking glare through the screen, “ Your school yearbook. The yearbook Roman has because he was in the same fucking class as you.”My mind
“What’s the matter?”Roman comes in to find me lying on the couch with my eyes to the ceiling and every thought in my head simply blank.I already told myself I would tell him when he comes back home, yet truly saying it makes all the difference because I find out I can't.I say the first thing that occurs to me,“Sixteen-year-old Hunter might have had a thing for my male cousin, Oliver.”At Roman’s pin-drop silence, I sigh and continue.“They were friends, and Hunter’s mum saw a letter he had penned to some mysterious person he was supposed in love with.A few months later, Oliver was killed.”Roman comes to sit beside me and his weight dips the couch down. His scent invades my senses again and it’s as refreshing as it is calming, yet my heart is still in silent turmoil, and so is the look on Roman’s face.He looks confused as he speaks.“I knew Hunter when he was Sixteen... He never said anything about a male he fancied.”I huff in amusement, “Yeah, no kidding. Like he’d actually sa
“Should we really be attending to this before we go to the Nightshade pack?”I nod because we should.It isn’t anyone’s fault that dates are now coinciding. Today is the former Luna’s memorial.Roman’s mother died today, which means a lot of other wolves did too.Today is the day of the attack on the Ironclaw pack, and we aren’t the only ones in mourning in the pack. Today is the day the attack that shook a formidable pack happened, and I will be here for my pack first. That is my duty as a Luna.“Y’know you never told me about your time as a rogue hunter Alpha Roman? Shouldn’t there be some adventures I'd like to hear?”Roman chuckles and looks away and I can imagine how it must have been for him.A week to his appointment as Alpha. A week to the day his father would hand over to him, a great calamity strikes his pack.His mother is killed, pack members are slaughtered, and his mate is abducted. Or rather she ran away with a strange child in her arms while being chased by some men i
Hi wonderful readers.First of all, I’d like to say thank you for reading so much and so far. Thank you for the time invested into this book.Without you, nothing would have been possible, so thank you for that.We have come to the end, and while it is a bit abrupt, I’d like to clarify some things.The book is already at 290 thousand plus words, I was really worried about its readability because anything longer would probably scare readers off. I don’t know how everything usually operates because I am a mildly new author on the platform and this is my first completed book, but it felt like Luna Scarlett was getting long, and if I was to go further into settling some other points in the story….. It’d have been way longer.Now to pick up some of the points I left unfilled in the story (Without giving any spoilers of course.) (Okay, maybe one spoiler, or two :)The fact that Hunter’s mother killed Oliver: I’d say this would have led into a whole other story, and it will, it’s basically
Roman carries me in his arms.Diane is helped along by the mage.We’re laid on beds and the pain from the contractions almost makes me pass out.“Your body’s burning, Scarlett.”I feel water enveloping me and I hear Diane’s low low grunt as she’s laid into the pool too.The contractions make everything feel hard and painful. My mind slips in and out of a haze and the water is red, so red, but through it all Roman stays with me.His red eyes are as clear and pure as two scarlet moons.The indoor swimming pool is converted into a labor room the moment the doctors arrive. I open my eyes weakly to see a whole team of them, strange faces in blue overalls, and the smell of the hospital lingering in the air.The contractions hit again, and this time Roman helps me onto a table as I grunt and cry my way through them.This is stronger than anything I've ever felt.I hear one of them tell Roman firmly, “If you want to be here, wear one of these.”Roman is back at my side in less than a minute,
Scarlett’s pov.Each blast of energy I let out makes me grit my teeth in pain.The doctor and Myrtle watch me with calm eyes and though it rips my heart to see them standing there like that, I don't stop.The shield over me shimmers with each blast of energy I release and I can see the impatience filling them because they can’t touch me while this is still going on.There’s an impatience to the way Myrtle grits her teeth but I can't bring myself to be happy at that…. because I'm killing him.Hot heavy tears flow down my cheeks and I burst into a sob because I can hear the sound of his pain each time I release my power.His shield is directly linked to his power, to him.I’m like a bomb in a can. He is the can.He can’t contain me.He can’t keep me in.I will go off as many times as I need to. I am a woman. My energy is endless, but while I do it… he suffers.It’s either I stop and get my stomach ripped open, my baby… my child will be killed.I would never forgive myself because it wou
The scarlet glow in his eyes grows in strength and all the dots come together in my head.Elara was never abducted. She orchestrated the attack.The strangeness of the wolves that attacked us was because she had infused them with the gene mutation she stole from me, and Ironclaw warriors weren’t able to do anything but die at their hands, because they had never met anything like that.They couldn’t take over the pack totally, because, like everything that’s stolen, it’s never stable. The look in Elara’s eyes makes me chuckle as another truth hits me and I let her get himself to full strength. I let the shift take him over, and in a moment of nostalgia, the scent of jasmine comes carried on a gentle breeze as little lines appear in the wind.They blaze to life with bright but silent lights, each one swaying as if blown by a light breeze. I see the lines extending through the wall behind me, the room where all those in the packhouse are being held currently. I see them in my mind, from
Roman’s pov.The bond between me and Scarlett stretches taut due to the distance and it’s the first time I've felt something like this between us.Feeling her and barely feeling her at the same time.The cars pull up to the gates of the mansion and I can tell my packhouse has been taken over by foreign forces. No one makes themselves visible when the gates come open, everyone is hidden but the moment we drive in, the gates slam shut faster than they ever have.The feeling of arrows already poised at us sends a light tingle down the side of my neck and I send a message to my father through the mate bond, ~Take the children to the safe house. Drive there like it’s what you always meant to do….Stay safe Father, and keep the children safe.~My father sends a feeling that echoes low on the mindlink, one that tells me he will obey my words to the letter because he is a wolf under my command, and I am his Alpha.But as a father and someone who’s watched me grow into who I am today, he’s
“Scarlett.”A brief silence punctuated by mumbled words and then the word comes again.“Scarlett.”The tone is more insistent this time and my eyes flutter open as a headache burrows it’s way through my head. I groan as i open my eyes fully because my head hurts a lot.Surprise steadily flow s through me when i realise i have been bound. I can barely move my hands or my feet.I try to struggle against the ropes but i can’t, and the voice comes again.“Psst, Scarlett.”I raise my head just the slightest bit, unable to see through the large mound of flesh that’s my belly.I feel my baby moving andd kiclkin, the discomfort stinging me like pins.“No, no need to raise your head.It’s me… the mage.”My fuzzy head clears up enough to remember where i am and what happened to me before i blanked out. I feel my body go rigid as shock courses through mel, a healthy dose of shock and fear.No.I struggle against the ropes.NO. NO. NO.Hunter wouldn’t dare.Hunter would never!“Hunter!”My heart
Walking through the halls of the Nightshade pack has me feeling… not nostalgic.I can remember wallking through here when i came here with Danis once. We delivered wolfsbane to Hunter.Then simply being in the compound had shaken me. It had made images of me back here float around in my mind, and then i knew Hunter would have done something horrible to me and Maya if he had gotten his hands on us.I don’t know what must have caused the sudden self proclaimed change in him, but i wouldn’t risk myself and anyone i know depending on that.I’m only here because Hunter knows who i am now. He knows i cannot be hit or hurt by him, without him suffering consequences.“About the conversation we had the other day.”I turn to look at Hunter and i see the way he maintains eye contact with me for a second before looking away to stare at something else. His voice comes out more sulky than i imagined he wants it to be.“I only knew Oliver.I didn’t have any relationship that was out of the normal w
Scarlett’s pov.It’s a bloodbath.I feel the tang of blood on my tongue, the smell of death in the air, I smell the power leaking off Roman, and as it leaks off him, it goes into me.“Roman…”My voice is hoarse and croaky. I can barely hear it. It’s a rasp that leaves my throat feeling sandy and hollowed out yet Roman hears it.His head snaps to me the moment I whisper his name and I realise now why everywhere seems so silent. There’s not a sound emanating from the forest, not from the archers in the trees, not from the warriors Roman brought along, not even from the birds - probably already scared away by the violence, or the attendants - scared into silence by Roman, currently dotted in large splatters of blood. Roman’s presence jolts when he comes to me.I feel his aura wrap around me faster than anything i have ever felt before, and when he cradles me in his arms, i feel the shift take over him and his claws retract, the red glow from his eyes fade, the heat radiating from him d
Roman’s pov.The world pauses as I feel Scarlett’s anxiety spike through the mate bond.It’s a thick and heavy feeling in my gut.My head snaps to her, searching for any traces of what might be happening and for a minute all I can feel is Maya telling her there’s something wrong with the boy.There’s something wrong with Axios.Before anyone can pull another breath, I feel my wife fill herself with power so pure it leaks into me and sets my nerve endings on fire.“Everybody down, Now!”The blast of wind Scarlett releases makes a boom when it rips out. Screams come from the attendants now on the floor, the shrill whistles of arrows are almost masked by the boom of air but not quite. I see the arrows fly back with the force of a snapped twig and they find targets.Scarlett fills herself with that power again, needing not even a second to fill herself up, already primed for an attack while I'm still trying to make sense of it all.The orders come from my lips not a moment later, “EVERYO