*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.
The books in front of me did little to ease my anxiety.Northern Whispers is what Emrys went out to fight, or so that’s what the ladies of the court were talking about all through dinner, and me being me, I decided to research what the hell a Northern Whisper even is.Northern Whispers received their name due to their location of living and breeding, all which takes place in the northern most isolated places. They are often found hunting during night, their prey including anything with a pulse, but Northern Whispers seem to prefer the strong meat of Lycan hearts thus pushing them into unfamiliar and newfound regions where one might not expect them.Northern Whispers are known as one of the strongest creatu
“And then,” Ethan continued. “I was like, bitch! You cannot stop me from eating this!”“But it was on the ground!” Ostana chuckled, plopping a fat and juicy grape into her mouth, and listened to Ethan tell his story over our dinner; Emrys sat next to me at our dinner table full of friends, my hand resting atop his thigh for comfort.“Yeah,” Ethan rolled his dark eyes, stabbing his fork into a cluster of green beans. “But it was a Kit-Kat, those damn things are like pure h
“Why the hell do you wanna know about that?” Arrow chuckled towards me, his eyes never leaving his poetry book in front of him; he was sprawled out in his a tee-shirt and jeans that were complimented by a pair of boots atop one of the library’s leather couches.Today, the li
Thomas bit his lip as he looked at us, his eyes wide from fear but I couldn’t help the smile that rose onto my lips; in front of us was the car Emrys was going to gift me for my birthday and mating gift before everything went haywire, but now the black Audi glimmered underneath the lights of our garage.“Luna,” Thomas started, his voice breaking. “Are you sure-”“I have certain duties,” I started, my eyes not leaving the dreamy car for a second. “And to perform those duties, I must be able to go out on my own… Plus,” I turned to face my nervous guard. “This is technically my car.”