“It’s not a big deal, I cut my finger once or twice.”“I cut mine about ten times.” Marcus said, eagerly.I know wolves heal fast, but these two fools were really competing about who got more cuts on their fingers.“You could really use a hand, guys…”They both refused and pushed me out of the kitch
Marcus’ POV:I looked at Summer, and the fear in her eyes made me even angrier. The Red River Pack was a pack of murderers, as far as I was concerned. Sending them a messenger was Prince Lucian’s idea: I would have much rather avoided their territory altogether. Prince Lucian explained:“My father h
Marcus’ POV:“I don’t… What does that even mean?”Prince Lucian took a deep breath, before explaining:“When the hybrids shift for the first time, their wolves make them even stronger and faster. But the shift kills them.”“Kills their wolves? So then how are they able to survive?” Summer’s voice wa
Summer’s POV:Everything around me was a blur. After getting me in the car, I expected Prince Lucian to ride with me, and I was a little disappointed when he closed the door and moved to the front of our group. I sighed. At that moment, I felt the tiniest of tingles creep up inside my brain. It was
Summer’s POV:I didn’t have time to dwell on Marcus’ disappointment as he quickly turned around to engage in conversation with a few soldiers standing nearby. I was watching him, unsure whether to follow and talk to him or not, when Prince Lucian gently touched my elbow.“How about you ride with me
I always had a very sensitive hearing, even before my wolf emerged, and at times like this I wished I didn’t. My heart started racing. Was this what this really was about? The Red River Pack warning me and my own to stay away? As if picking up on my emotions, Prince Lucian suddenly halted the horse,
Summer’s POV:I walked with Lucian and the small escort the Red River Pack had sent for us, while Lucian’s own guards and warriors followed, forming a small half circle behind us. I was thinking about Marcus’ last words to me, and didn’t pay attention to the whispers around us.“What are you thinkin
Lucian kept the bag in his hand, looking intensely at it. I was curious to know if he would open it.“My father entrusted me with this, and I haven’t opened it, as instructed. But as I understand, it has been given to the King by Beta Mariana herself.”I gasped. He looked at me, an apologetic look o