Sebastian“Lane likes the girl.”Adrian was staring out the window of our guest room, overlooking the vast, crowded garden below. I hadn’t any idea what piqued his interest so, and I didn’t care to ask.He turned to me, irritation written in his brow. “That’s why he didn’t want to hand her over. Makes sense now.”I had noticed, too. There was little Lucas could hide from me. Perhaps we weren’t close, but I knew him from the inside out. And I saw the way he reached an arm around that girl any time Adrian was near. How he sat beside her and no one else. How he glanced to her from time to time when he thought no one was looking.But it was none of my business. And I couldn’t have cared less.My only intention here was to find the entity behind this auction—to locate the wizard and insure that he was, in fact, related to the Divine Spirit.But then what?If the woman who had given birth to me and murdered my father was dead already, there was no point in all of this. And if she hadn’t die
Valerie Mrs. Manson accompanied me to the gates the next day. When I bid farewell to everyone, a small family of humans watched from outside the gate. A mother, a father, and two young girls. They all wore hand-sewn clothing and knitted hats. Surely, they weren’t from the city. Villagers? I thought. Mrs. Manson explained that they had come to thank me, but that they didn’t want to speak to me directly. I wasn’t sure if they were afraid of the wolven guards at Salmere castle, or if it was fear for something else. Maybe they were afraid I might regret it. That I would turn and run and all their hopes would disappear. That if they praised me for this deed, then it was showing me that what I was doing was treacherous. That they might scare me away from my task at hand. I smiled at them, hoping they understood my message: that I was firm in my decision. They stared on silently, but there was a certain grace in their eyes. A look of admiration. Mrs. Manson joined me in the car, and
Valerie The she-wolf led us into the maid’s chambers—a fairly small room, with two sets of bunk beds on either wall. Just enough to accommodate the three of us. Maids uniforms had been laid out on our beds, and the she-wolf gestured to them, a basket of dirty linens on her hip. “Get dressed. I’ll return in half an hour.” She provided no further information, simply turning and leaving the room without a word. We dressed quickly, prying on the warm cloth blouses and knee-length skirts. I couldn’t deny that the uniforms were comfortable. Probably the highest quality clothing I’d worn in years. And I was relieved to see that they were simple uniforms—not something frilly and short that gave off the wrong impression. I had heard of slaves being used as castle maids before. How they were dressed scantily. How guards and nobles were allowed to do as they pleased with them. How, even on the coldest days, they were ordered to wear skirts that stopped only half-way up their thighs. I was
Valerie I had to speak to Alpha Xavier in private. The chances that the Princess chose one of the other maids was simply too high. I couldn’t put all of my eggs in that basket. And besides, a glimpse wouldn’t be enough. What if Alpha Xavier had forgotten who I was? Then doing all of this would be for nothing. His eyes would graze right over me and he’d never know anything was wrong. He had to be here somewhere. I just needed to find him. I waited until the other girls fell asleep, then I crept slowly from my bed and slipped out of the maid’s quarters. Earlier in the day, I had heard the guards chatting about standing post for a late-night meeting regarding the Alpha and the Northerners. They mentioned the meeting rooms, but I hadn’t any idea where they were. I tiptoed out of the maids chambers and closed the door silently behind me. Then I glanced around, expecting to see guards posted at every edge of the corridor. Thankfully, there was no one. Adrian had mentioned a heightene
Xavier I can sense her. The human girl. She’s close. Ares was panting within me, awoken with a sudden thrill. I felt him pacing, back and forth, back and forth, desperate for escape. Desperate to take hold of me and follow the trail of her scent. But there was no way that was possible. Valerie should have left Salmere by now. Certainly by now, she had taken her coin and vanished, just as we agreed. Though, I had hoped she would stay. I had hoped she would agree to work as a servant in the castle instead. I had hoped she would find comfort…with me. I never expected she would make that choice, but I could not help but hope. Of course, she chose freedom. And freedom meant I would never see her again. Which was…better. Surely, it was better. It had been quiet in my study, before Ares’s obnoxious wailing. The Northerners had just left after hours of discussion about the celebration tomorrow, and I was enjoying the absence of their nagging voices in my ears. It was difficult to pr
Xavier “I came to tell you something,” Valerie said, her chest heaving. She seemed to be having a hard time catching her breath. I had probably scared the life out of her, but it was for good reason. This place was far too dangerous for a human girl to be venturing at night. But still, I did not like to see her shivering in fear at the sight of me. I would not harm her, and I hoped she knew that. A slight regret twinged in my gut. I shouldn’t have been so harsh. “I was looking for you. I heard you had a meeting with the Princess and her family. B-but, there were two wolves…” she began. Her eyes darted to the meeting room, and it didn’t take much effort to put two and two together. “They saw me. I’m certain. I think they’ll come looking for me.” She had nothing to fear with me around, but I was too angry to tell her so. I was going to wring Lucas’s neck for allowing her to do something so stupid and dangerous. I snatched her by the hand and pulled her along, speaking not a word un
ValerieI had not thought at all about the mating season. Not in terms of the Alpha. I had been alert regarding other werewolves, but I suppose I had always set Alpha Xavier in a different category than the others.I had never considered that perhaps…he couldn’t control himself, either.It was not something I would have worried about, even if I had considered it. After all, I had settled on the bold assumption that this was the only way to save Ava—by seeing him directly. By asking for his help.I thought of the wolves I’d seen in the meeting room, their body moving against one another. The vigor of the male werewolf’s hips, the roughness of his hands. Of the sounds of their breath and the glaze of ecstasy written on their faces.I imagined Alpha Xavier moving that way. I imagined him naked and rough, fingers biting into skin and hips driving forward. A heated, animal look in his eyes.It was only for a second. Only for a second, I imagined it. A trill moved down my core. Chills scatt
Valerie In the morning, I was sent to the kitchen to prepare for the large feast tonight's celebration. Several other girls flutter around me, some washing dishes, some cutting carrots, some preparing the base for a large and luxurious cake. I was sat in front of a large bowl of potatoes with a tool to skin the peels. I had done so many already that the task was becoming mindless and uninspiring. Over time, I couldn’t help but allow my mind to drift. I thought of Lucas, and our kiss in the moonlight. I thought of the anger on his face when I chose to seek out the Alpha. I thought of Ava and where she might have possibly gone. I wondered if she had seen me back at the auction, or if her eyes had passed over me, assuming I was anyone’s pet. Then I thought of Alpha Xavier. Heat rose to my cheeks as I recalled our kiss in his room. The way he leaned over me, hungry and rough, his kiss nothing like Lucas’s was. It was heavy…consuming. And whereas Lucas’s kiss was innocence, Xavier’s w
VALERIE Xavier led us to the sentry post before the sun had fully risen in the sky. The horizon was a brilliant lavender, the air crisp and chilly. There were no guards around, and carnage spilled upon the grass. Blood, fur, weapons and signs of struggle in the dirt. I supposed there would be a lot of violence from this moment forward. That this would not be the last puddle of blood I saw. I just hoped, with all my heart, that none of it would belong to Xavier. Distantly, Lucas stood beside the cab of a black sedan, patiently staring down the sunrise. We had but a moment to say our goodbyes, and I was afraid to start. The sooner I began, the sooner it would be over with. And I might never see Xavier again. When the time came, when I heard his voice whisper my name, “Valerie.” I did not hesitate. I threw my arms around Xavier and clutched onto him with all the strength in me. I didn’t want to go. I didn’t want to leave him here, but I knew I would only be a liability. Besides, h
XAVIERI watched Valerie’s sleeping face, her cheeks peppered pink from the warmth of the bed. My body was still on fire, long after the crisp of night swept into the old house and flushed out all the heat.The mark on Valerie’s neck glowed, red and angry in the dim light of an impending dawn. One single bite, not deep enough to break flesh, but deep enough to bruise it. Deep enough to leave the impression of every tooth. Beneath it, the soft red petals of kiss-marks peppered down her body, vanishing beneath the blankets. I shouldn’t have given in to my desires; she needed her rest, and I needed my focus. But I did not expect the way my body would react once I was biting down on her elegant neck.And I did not expect the way her body reacted to my bite. How potent her pheromones became once she was marked.I was not strong enough to deny her after that.I had kissed every inch of her until she begged me to take her, and I could not remember much else beyond the sound of her cry in the
VALERIE “What do you mean?” The fear and anger clenched so tightly in my chest, it felt like a rib would break. Stay? He was all I had and now we were being separated? I had just lost Ava. I was going to lose Xavier, too? “You can’t stay! I don’t want to leave you!” Tears pricked at my eyes—tears of rage this time. Not anger, not pain. Rage. Because it was just so unfair. After everything, it was just so unfair to lose them both. “No! I just lost Ava, I won’t lose you too!” Again, he kissed me, and again I could do nothing but kiss him back. It was the feeling of air in your lungs after a long time under water, and I loved breathing Xavier in. I loved the sweet warmth of his kiss, the softness of his lips. But I hated the way it quenched the fire in me. The way I felt…a little less angry. “Lucas will protect you,” he said as we broke apart, gently leaning his forehead against mine. I could hardly breathe. The tears burned like acid on my cheeks. I shook my head, pulling away f
VALERIE I woke in a faint mist. There was nothing around me but white. And in the distance, four shapes were coming closer, breaking through the tiffany clouds. Somehow, I knew I was meant to be with them. I trudged through the fog, my feet taking into a run as the shapes of them began to appear in the mist. My parents. Mathilda. Ava. They smiled, their arms extended, waiting for me to walk right into them. But I could not reach. It seemed no matter how far I ran, I could not get any closer to them. They grew further and further away, and then they disappeared entirely. They disappeared into the fog, like shapes erased from paper. “Wait!” I cried out. “Wait for me!” But they were gone. And I was alone, in that white, empty world. I crumbled to my knees and cried. “I don’t want to be alone. Don’t leave me alone.” Then I felt something with in me. A warmth. You are not alone, that familiar voice said. I ignored her, sobbing into my knees instead. I had been so close to them
VALERIE The room was suddenly electric. The look Caeser had given me did not settle. Rather, it curdled in my stomach like bad food. Suddenly, I was no longer hungry. The music had stopped playing, and the crowd had gone quiet, confused by the confrontation between son and father. But Xavier looked as composed as always. “If you would not mind taking a seat, father,” Xavier began. “I have more details to—“ Suddenly, a sound like thunder rolled through the entrance of the banquet hall. The tables turned their attention to the entrance door, where a guard stumbled inside. Something was terribly wrong with him, by the look of it. His eyes were glazed and distant, his lips turning blue. He stumbled in on weak legs and collapsed to the floor, veins scrawling up the side of his neck. Several guests leapt from their seats in fear. “What is going on?” a woman exclaimed. The man beside her stepped closer, crouching as if preparing to shift. Others joined him, taking a defensive stance am
VALERIE It was late into the evening when the guests began to make their way to the palace in hordes. I had been watching out the window when a gentle rapping came at my door. A guard stepped inside and bowed. “I have been instructed by Princess Alyssa to retrieve you for the banquet. Might you dress in something…a little more appropriate for the occasion?” I felt something light inside of me at the invitation. It wasn’t that I was necessarily excited for the banquet, but it gave me an opportunity to see Alyssa. And Xavier. I had been locked in my chamber for days now, waiting for Ava to recover from her…recent events. But I did not want to leave her be. Especially after what had occurred with the guards. I turned to look at her. She seemed…relatively normal today. Perhaps it wasn’t hurting anyone if I escaped for an hour or two. “Go ahead,” Ava said with a smile. “I’ll be here waiting for you.” I nodded to her and dressed quickly in the finest thing I owned—a gown gifted to m
XAVIER After my conversation with Lucas, I sat in silence for a long while. I was in an agonizing pull of pressure—one side mulling over the idea of telling Valerie the truth, the other considering a world where I ran away with her. Of course, this couldn’t happen. But it did bring me a moment of ease to imagine. No more chaos. No more responsibility. Just the two of us, running from this face as fast as our legs would take us. But that was a dream. Not the reality that spilled out in front of me. The truth was, I was casting her out of Orheroad, whether she liked it or not. I had no other option. And she would not be happy about this. But she would be okay. And that was enough. Eventually, my silent thinking came to an end when a knock rapped on the door. Before I would rise to answer it, Ralph entered with the injured guard from yesterday. As most wolves do, he had recovered quickly. “Sir,” the guard said, drawing down in a slight, pained bow. I waved a hand to ward off the f
XAVIER I stared at the phone for much too long. The small device—one of only a few left in the entire world—sitting in inanimate silence, and somehow still mocking me. It took all I had to reach for it, and even once I’d done that, I could not bring myself to pick it up. After several beats of hesitation, I lifted it in my hands and dialed the number to Saelmere Castle. It rang once. Twice. Three times. Then he answered. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t the long lost prince. What is it? Did you miss me too terribly?” At first, Lucas sounded joyful—maybe even a little humorous. And then suddenly, his tone dropped. All the smile fell from his voice and he grumbled lowly into the line, “I must say, It is about damned time.” I frowned at the sound of Lucas’s droll, irritable tone. After the security over the city was reinforced, no one had been able to call in or out. I wasn’t sure how many times Lucas had made the attempt, but by the sound of his hard-edged voice, he was angry. Whic
VALERIE The longer I stayed with Ava, the more obvious it became that she wasn’t the same as she used to be. Every time we spoke, she was becoming more of a stranger. Less of Ava. She seemed to have forgotten most of the time we’d spent together in the shop. Vague things came back to her now and then—the day her master purchased her. The view of the market district from the pane glass windows. But not much else. And though she remembered who I was, she didn’t remember Aunt Louise and Aunt Rita. She couldn’t name a single girl from the shop, and she didn’t seem to recall the talks we used to have, either. I didn’t sleep well that night. I dreamed instead…the strangest dreams. I dreamed of wild, vivid forests and the air billowing against my skin. I dreamed of running and running until my feet lost all feeling. I did not know why I dreamed such strange things, but I didn’t mind it either. I could taste the earthy scent of the forest around me. I could feel my heart thundering in my ch