I had never seen such a light alive in Emrys’ eyes then I did now as he watched his father die from beneath his own boot; those stormy grey and half silver eyes sparkled like diamonds as he saw his father fall from power and for once become so helpless that not even Kyrell could save himself.
Tears pooled in my stinging eyes as I watched the event before me unfold.Around me, the air smelled like freshly cut pine and fallen rain that was perfectly blended with the roaring fire which was homed in white marble hearth, people dressed in all colors and outfits smiled, and I stood next to my mate as King Anton and Queen Emily let Emrys finish his acceptance speech.“And,” My breathtaking mate finished, stormy eyes overseeing every person in the throne room, never missing anyone. “I thank all of you for both your time today and your support over the years past and years to come.”Claps roared out as Emrys finished his speech, the orchestra beginning their soft notes that carried the new found happiness of my new pack, my new home, and I couldn’t help but shed a tear or two when this warm feeling of belonging bloomed within my chest; right when Emrys was crowned, I too was brought out and introduced as Emrys’ mate and the new Luna of Knights.The days that had followed Kyrell’s de
Hey guys! The second book for this series is up NOW!! Go check it out! Title: Becoming Knight Luna Current synopsis: Celeste Williamson sure has been through a lot in her sixteen years of living from getting pulled away from her life full of lies and mystery to finding out she also has magic... Now, she is starting to get her life together with her soulmate Emrys Thorn but something - or someone - has made their appearance and they're bringing a dark storm with them. Will Celeste and Emrys fall apart due to this 'storm'? Will the past continue to haunt them? To make matters worse, Celeste and Emrys are bound to get married very soon but their plans get interrupted by a new surprise; will this surprise leave a good or bad mark in their new lives? Will Celeste's magic become stronger due to this surprise or die out? Thanks!
“Payback is a bitch,”I nodded, looking out to the small group of people that was growing by the second; each person one of our guards, spies, and belonged underneath Emrys’ and I’s authority.“I can’t believe he went through with it,” I chuckled and nodded towards a dancing Laker, his tutu a soft shell pink while his brown hair was covered in sparkles. “I’m surprised he’s not throwing a fit,”“Oh,” My best friend and heavily impregnated friend laughed, watching her mate spin twice to the beat of some classical music song. “He did… But once I threatened to make him do this but in
*Emrys’ POV*Everything is going wrong.Okay, well, not everything… But a big chunk of shit just went wrong.Laker watched me carefully and anyone who saw him now would hardly believe he danced in a pink tutu in front of my underlings this morning, his green eyes clouded with decisions he and his wolf were trying to make, and I paced in front of the dead fireplace. Since it was April, Star City had finally been warming up and now flowers, trees, and grass were coming back headstrong; as of right now, Ostana and Celeste were spending the afternoon with ladies of the court in the royal gardens.“Can I ask a question?” Laker broke the
“That was hella stressful,” Ostana blew out a deep breath, wiping the dry sweat from her forehead, and adjusting her blush pink wrap around her noodle strapped shoulders; her matching blush pink dress was long enough to kiss her white sandal covered feet, complimenting her silver pearl earrings and light make up.“Agreed,” I sighed, pulling the pin that held my curled blond hair up and as the strands fell, I let the stress escape myself. “Those women sure are fancy,”“Oi! I would like a crispy tea cake please,” Ostana joked in a high pitched, awful, fake British accent, and carelessly gesturing her hands for emphasis while I began to laugh; my hands sitting atop my small baby bump as we continued to walk. “One lump or two, but no- not three!
“That was hella stressful,” Ostana blew out a deep breath, wiping the dry sweat from her forehead, and adjusting her blush pink wrap around her noodle strapped shoulders; her matching blush pink dress was long enough to kiss her white sandal covered feet, complimenting her silver pearl earrings and light make up.“Agreed,” I sighed, pulling the pin that held my curled blond hair up and as the strands fell, I let the stress escape myself. “Those women sure are fancy,”“Oi! I would like a crispy tea cake please,” Ostana joked in a high pitched, awful, fake British accent, and carelessly gesturing her hands for emphasis while I began to laugh; my hands sitting atop my small baby bump as we continued to walk. “One lump or two, but no- not three!
“I thought you said talk,”“I did talk,”“No, you yelled.” I argued back dryly, my arms crossing over one another as I watched my mate enter our bedroom back at our house later that night.Emrys’ face fell as I looked him over; tonight his fighting leathers were wrinkled with a days work, hair messy, and eyes still bright although tired. I could tell he was stressing over something- probably the whole Jackson thing.And the fact that Linda and James were back at my ‘home’ pack… That par
*Emrys’ POV*Crimson stained both of my hands as if I never even had tan skin to begin with, the sticky and dark liquid still warm despite the wintery air of Coves Peak Mountain, and swallowing the thick need to breathe, I glanced up.Quietly, snow fell over the landscape made up of jagged rocks that shot off from the mountain side and the powder like whiteness kissed the emerald needles of the massive pine trees but it was the bodies of my own knights that started to haunt my body, my mind, and my soul. Taking a heavy step forward, all of my senses seemed to have abandoned me; I couldn’t hear, I couldn’t feel- Hell, I was surprised I could see and take in sight.