His hateful words pierce me full of holes, but I stand firm. “What do you mean? What Alpha? Why would you say a thing like that?”Kent’s eyes flash a warning: Cool it.It’s not easy. Steam must be coming out of my ears.My father avoids the question. “Now, you have your dagger, and I’m sure you can get your hands on Wolfsbane somehow.”“Of course.” I playact a bit. “But isn’t that too obvious? And is it wise to make another attempt so soon after I poisoned them?”“Hmmm. Excellent point. I suppose a few days’ delay won’t hurt anything.”“What do you mean? Are you in a rush?” I ask, making sure my voice is level and not too eager. He growls impatiently. “Because the longer you’re there, the greater the risk of you being discovered.”Not true. It took less than five days. “Isn’t the opposite true?” I ask. “If I'm here for a while, they’ll be less likely to suspect my involvement, yes?”My father pauses for a moment before responding. “You do have a point there, Aurora. Just
An hour later, over coffee, Kent is looking over a fairly grim to-do list. “Hanging wouldn’t work,” he says.I shake my head. “Impossible to control. What if it went wrong? How about pretending to feed you wolfsbane?”“We could accidentally swallow it. If I get nervous enough, I might.”I scoff. “You? Nervous?”“Our kingdom and my brothers’ lives are at stake, so yes,” he admits.Like the Alpha my father killed because of me? What did that Alpha have to do with my father? My past, at least before my earliest memories, is a mystery. A big blank canvas. I have no answers to the questions that plague me. And what does any of this have to do with my father becoming power-hungry and wanting to take over the Ruby Nightclaws? Does my mother know any of this? I can no more picture kind, loving Sally Blessing keeping all of this a secret and approving of it than I can fly to the moon.“Okay, so that’s out. Pretending to drown you?”He paces, circling his desk. “Too many variables, es
Me?The daughter of an Alpha?I sink down and Elayna catches my arm as my legs give way. Her hold braces me and her energy is completely different than last night.Is she showing kindness because I don’t carry Haydon Blessing’s blood in my veins? Or is it because I’m royalty, too?“It’s alright, dear. I’ve got you.” Elayna smooths my hair. My mind is a blank. The only thing I can come up with to say is, “Do the kings know?”“Yes. I came to see them this morning when you were still sleeping.”I didn’t even wake up during her visit. Probably a good thing. I would have spoken to my father about it afterward when I mind-linked with him. I have half a mind to shift and mind-link to ask him myself if it’s true.“How long have you known someone stole me?” I asked.“Oh, my dear. Since you were a tiny baby, I’ve heard the rumors. Everyone knew that a powerful Alpha lost his kingdom and his mind when he lost you. I hugged my sons closer to me the night I heard.”“How did you know–”S
Still on his feet, Lucas meets my gaze even though he must smell my anger and possibly his imminent death. I give him points for nerve if little else.He rakes his hand through his hair. “Aurora, you have to understand–”I dig the point of the dagger into his flesh. “I doubt the Alphas will.”He swallows, the motion of his Adam’s apple obvious in his skinny neck. “You could just let me disappear and not tell them.”I press hard enough to draw one crimson pearl of blood, accompanied by the smell of burning flesh and a sizzling sound as silver sears his skin. “HOW LONG? How long have you danced on my father’s strings?”“Please,” he begs.“Oh, now you want to beg after you nearly caused their deaths AND wound me up?”His eyes look like wounded prey. Miserable but still determined to cling to his dignity. “You would never have done it on your own. The massage cream proves it. So does your hesitation in slitting my throat.”Disgusted, I withdraw the dagger. “Then WHY did my father
Give up my mates?It has a cold, sad logic to it.But try telling that to them. I did, and I might as well be talking to their thrones.In the throne room, Jordan is still in full king mode, with Kent and Wiley backing him up. They’ve confined Lucas to his room because he’s agreed to cooperate with them as a double agent and trap my father.He still insists I should run like a coward. Not in my nature, but in this case, discretion may be the better part of valor.Again, try telling that to my mates.“No matter where you run, we’ll find you,” Jordan says, his fingers digging into my shoulders. “And where would you go?”“I have friends in other packs. Or I could cross the fence.”Wiley snorts. “Try to pass as a human in one of those small towns?”“That’s a possibility.”Maybe I could live in one of those hunting cabins humans have. They don’t notice each other sometimes, so I think I could keep a low profile.Wiley bares his teeth. “If you do, we’ll come after you and risk exp
Jordan leads me through Wiley’s and Kent’s bedrooms with his brothers beating us there to make sure everything is perfect. They probably slipped off to prepare the bedroom at some point during all of our plotting and scheming. That makes me lust after them even more.My heart is doing somersaults. I know I want this.With his arm around me, Jordan asserts, “You belong to us. By dawn tomorrow, you won't have any doubts left in that beautiful silver head of yours. Remember what we said we wanted to do to you–all of us together?”“Moon Goddess, yes, please.”Me reclining on Jordan like a queen on her throne while Kent and Wiley take turns driving me out of my mind with pleasure, while I take them in every possible way and Jordan finishes last and best. I’ll feel like Cleopatra at the height of her power and desirability. I think she just might have been a shifter too. My knees can’t hold me up, and Jordan scoops me into his arms, whispering in my ear, “It’s going to be so good. We
“You pick. I have no idea,” I say, gazing at a table full of themes for the ball. Wiley, Kent, Jordan, and Elayna are all gazing down at it like they’re studying Kent’s and my detailed plan to trap my father.After the last five days, I’m swimming in sweet love with my mates, plotting to foil an assassination by staging one, and party planning details. The party, as Elayna reminds us hourly, is as important as catching my father. After all, enough Alphas and important figures have RSVPed to make the upcoming ball even bigger than last year’s. Shifter feasts and balls are usually packed, but this one could break records. Alpha Arnold was one of the first to respond weeks ago. I both look forward to and dread seeing him on the night of the ball a week away.Wiley holds up an archery-themed pattern. “I like this one, and the green makes it pop. We are the Merry Men, after all.”Kent rubs his chin. “We did green and silver last year. Aurora?”“It’s certainly in my top five.” I hol
“I’d be honored to be your date,” Brynna says to Jordan, deliberately ignoring the deafening silence and the stony looks.This must be breaking every rule of royal protocol, and considering my assassination attempt, I’m hardly one to throw the first stone. But Jordan didn’t exactly give her any encouragement. Whatever Brynna’s faults, I thought she knew how to read the room. And the room is saying, “Go away.”She’s always been the sophisticated one, even as a fellow hunter. When we were growing up, she’d spend hours doing my makeup and hair and trying on clothes with me. My mother approved of that because it balanced out all the hours hunting in the woods with my father and coming back with mud in my fur. To my mother, you could still be a hunter and be feminine. Shifter women have balanced both for centuries. I was always hungry for a sister. As an only child, I craved that sibling experience. Derric was a wonderful friend and I had other girlfriends in the pack, but there are thi