Xavier Valerie was right. I had chosen her from the beginning, not only because of her birthmark, but because she was from Westshield. I knew of my father’s sins in Westshield. How he destroyed everything the night of the raid. I remembered that night clearly, because it was the night mother died. But I did not know that her family was caught in the crossfire. That it was Caeser’s plight on Westshield that had turned her into a slave. That had put her in that damned shop. That had stolen away her innocence. I knew only that she was a Westshield survivor. I knew how rare survivors were. And when I saw Valerie in the shop, I just…couldn’t leave her behind. She represented everything that was wrong with this world, and all my father had done. And freeing her from that place felt like…redemption. It was not as though I left my father’s sins overlooked. When the time came that I took my throne as Alpha, I used my power to look into what happened the night of the raid. To understand wh
ValerieI ran from Xavier’s study as fast as my legs would take me. I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t look into his eyes anymore and see the sorrow in him. The sorrow in my own reflection.I could not do it.I returned to Alyssa’s room, my mind a blur, my lungs heavy from the long run through the winding palace halls. Chills crawled over my flesh like goosebumps, and I could not settle the sick feeling in my stomach.I threw open her door, tears stuck to my lashes and blurring my vision. Alyssa was on her bed, delicately brushing through her golden locks with a wooden comb. She paused and looked up when she saw me. “It’s him,” I blurted, before she could even ask. “I’m certain it’s him. It’s Caeser who killed my parents.”Alyssa set down her brush and stood, a stony, serious look on her face. “What are you going to do?”I didn’t have an answer. What would I do? Perhaps Caeser was not an Alpha anymore, but he was still a man of high caliber. A man of royalty and reputation. I couldn’t po
Alyssa Mistress Amelia led me to the back of the mansion, where a lovely table had been set out in the center of a vibrant garden. I was not the only guest, it appeared; several other young ladies dressed in lush gowns and laughed easily with one another, the gentle clatter of teacups in the air. “Girls,” said Mistress Amelia, waving a hand to me. “Princess Alyssa has arrived. Princess, this is Claudia, Janice, Tulip and Milly.” The girls waved giddily at me. They all looked so cheerful, so easy to get along with. They waved me to their table and nearly dragged me into a seat, desperate to learn about me. To know what it was to be a princess. I did not have much experience with girls my age. My father never cared to allow the exploration of friendship among the nobles. I was only allowed to socialize with the children of his business partners, who were usually far older than me and far less interested in the things I enjoyed. But I found it easy to talk to these girl, and I fell
Valerie I woke in a damp, dark place, a cold wall at my back. For a moment, I wondered if I was still back in the Cell. If the last several years of my life had simply been a dream, and I had never left the confines of this cramped prison. But even The Cell was in better condition than whatever this hellish dungeon was. I sat in a puddle of wet, something damp dripping from the ceiling above and landing on the nape of my neck. It was too dark to make out the details of my confinement, but I immediately found several others, sitting in the darkness. Someone to either side of me, and a handful across the room, rested against the walls. Humans. Tied up, just like me. I turned to my right, where a boy sat, slouched forward in a miserable position. His eyes were closed, but there was no way he was asleep. It would have been impossible to get any rest with the way he was sitting. “Excuse me,” I whispered, nudging him with my shoulder. “Sir? Where are we?” He did not answer. He did not
XavierI should have been working. I had papers to sign, orders to make. But I could not take my mind off of Valerie. Off of the tears in her eyes. The pain on her face.The way she wouldn’t look at me. Couldn’t look at me.Certainly, a resentment was growing in her heart. A hatred for me. For the blood of my father, pumping through my veins. I could not blame her.I had kept it from her. The real reason why I’d chosen her in that dingy shop.But truly, I did not know if my father was the one responsible for their deaths. And I did not know how I found manage to unearth the reality of what happened without any official documents on the matter. Valerie was right; I had tried once before and failed. Why did I think I could change things now?I had been so deeply lost in my thoughts, I was jolted when my study door swung open.Alyssa appeared first, Ralph and Amelia at her heels.I rose, surprised by the intrusion. More surprised even, by the sight of Amelia. “Amelia, what are you doing
Valerie It felt as though the walls of this dank dungeon cell were closing in on me. I was frightened. Frozen in terror. But angery. I was so angry, I hardly felt the fear rile within me. I felt only red, hot rage. “Who is your Lord?” I demanded. Of course, they did not answer me. “Where are we?” I tried again. It was quiet for a long moment. Then the wolf muttered, “A place no one will find you.” I had never felt so much hate burning in my chest as I did in that moment. This horrible creature who had stolen away with Ava—who had tortured her for all these years…he had taken me now. And I did not suspect that my fate would be any better. The man in the mask took a single step closer. He looked hesitant to approach me, but I supposed he was a particularly high-rank human if the wolf was accepting his help. “Why have you been following him?” he asked. My body trembled, but I tried not to show it. I braced myself against the binds on my wrist and explained with my chin held high,
Valerie The only sound within the cell were the occasional footsteps I could hear overhead. It was a loud, hollow sound—like there was a room located above us. But the people within it did little to hide their presence, which made me think it was not connected to the cells at all. Rather, the room simply sat beneath it. And then, of course, there was the never-ending patter of water dripping from the damp ceiling. The cloth that had been tied around my mouth burned hot against my skin. Already, it was damp with saliva and sweat. It would not be taken off, I was informed, until it was time to eat. And when that time came, I took every opportunity to speak out. It was the wolf himself who came to feed me. He knelt beside me with a bowl of porridge and yanked the cloth free from my mouth. “Eat,” he said. “And don’t cause a fuss. There’s nothing magic in here. Just some shitty gruel cooked up to keep you alive.” I ate every spoonful he offered, thankful for the watery porridge. It wa
Valerie“Innocent?” The man laughed again, muffled beneath his mask. “How would you define innocence? All we do is by design. Our path is drawn by the hand of our God, and our message and purpose is wholly by his design. It is only right to do as God compel me to.”The porridge did not sit well inside of me. It curdled, thick and heavy like turbulent waters. I felt sick at his confession, but I could not allow myself to vomit up what I’d just eaten. I didn’t know when I’d get the chance to eat again.Still, it felt like maggots crawled around in my belly. I tasted bile in my throat.“If your God told you to sacrifice the life of a young human girl like Ava by making up such a stupid curse, what kind of God would it be?” I asked. “And for what purpose? God does not need coin—that was all for you.”This seemed to get beneath his mask. Under his skin. The man stiffened. “A moron like you would never understand. I serve a greater purpose. I heed God’s word and honor his blessings. And it
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