“Because I knew your mother,” Abby confesses. Elise's gaze hardened in confusion from Abby’s words; she could only feel stunned and numb all over as she watched the healer. “Why didn’t you say anything?” Elise starts with a whisper. Her hands trembled in anxiety at her response. “Because I thought it wasn’t my place to say, but I know you need the truth; I can tell you all that I know,” Abby explains. Elise feels her body go numb; she sits up straighter as a bone links in lace before she swallows, watching as Abby takes the seat closest to her. “Your mom, Malia, was a rogue; at least we thought she was; she was beautiful, wild, and so carefree; a joy to be around,” she starts. Elise couldn’t believe that her kind, conservative mother was someone like this. She couldn’t help but heartthrob in sadness for her mother. How much did Dexton break her to change so much? “She was rescued by our shadow wolves when she was about to be attacked by rogues; we sheltered her, offering h
Elise's POV ~~~ After Abby revealed everything to me, I went back to my room to be alone, my head filled with so much emotion that I felt a dull ache worsening by the minute. "Maybe a panic attack?" I thought as I rushed to the bed, pulling the covers over myself and clutching a hand over my mouth to control the harsh breathing, to an extent. But more than ever, I wanted to find out what happened to my father, and once I found out, I would leave and seek my revenge, starting with Dexton, my ex-father who had ruined my life. Maybe I could start over after that; I wanted a clean slate, I prayed desperately.a yearning my heart desired. My eyelids grew heavy as I fell into a deep slumber. I found myself in that familiar mist, but this time it was calming. I watched as a shadow emerged, this time enormous and powerful, with those violet eyes I remembered from my wolf. She gazed up at me, the closest we had ever been. I reached out to touch her, and she extended her neck for
Elise took the dare, Leaving a wide-eyed Hayden staring in awe. To Hayden’s surprise, Elise had begun undoing her top and pants; her silk underwear remained, and his gaze was unwavering, daring her to look up at him. “Turn around, you pervert,” she says to Hayden. She hates his casually sheepish smile, his lips stretched into a grin as he raises his hands in defeat and turns the other way. Elise takes off her things and goes behind a large tree, keeping the clothes safe. She doesn’t want to ruin what Abby has given her, and she doesn’t want to take her kindness for granted. “You know… What you did today was amazing. It’s unheard of to find a gifted wolf. And you aren’t just a shifter,” Hayden says from behind the tree as she takes off her underwear. “… You’re a healer and also a shifter; that is unbelievably rare.” Elise stiffened; a known fear gripped her when she recalled how Kaide wanted to lock her up and use her for his selfish purposes when he found out she was a gi
Elise was more than relieved that she could meet that man now, but from their gaze, she could tell there was something else to it. “What is it?” She asked the twin brothers. “As we said, our father's mental condition isn’t all that stable for years now, and his chambers are hardly opened out to the public because of that, but the festival in two days will be the perfect opportunity,” Hayden explained. "So, you have to wait a few days, please.” It’s just a few days; there’s no harm since they’ve assured her that she’d be able to meet their chief, she thought, so she nodded in agreement. Though it slows down her plans to leave the pack soon, she sees something almost like relief on Hayden’s face when she agrees to stay another day. *Stop letting your heart show on your sleeves, brother,* Holden channels, but he ignores it. “I’ll take you back,” he tells Elise. She spares a short glance at Holden but is met with a smirk that has her confused as to what it means. She follows H
It was hard to miss the blaring red spot on Holden's face the next day when he came into the clinic, courtesy of Hayden, who was not amused when he found out he was the culprit in this mess and brought Elise to the pub. Elise barely spared a glance at Holden, still annoyed that he knew what was happening and let her go in there just to see Hayden with another woman. “Ouch! Can you fucking stop that?” He hissed at Elise, as she put a warm cloth to clean the bloodied area. Abby had asked her for a favor to clean his bloody face. “Sit still,” she hissed, not sorry for his pain. She was holding back from laughing at his face; he deserved it. She wanted to add another punch, too. “Don't you have healing powers or something like that? So much for being on my side.” “I am not on your side; you called bullshit and you found out the consequences; what did you even gain for letting me see that?” Elise hissed, dropping the warm cloth back into a bowl. “I thought I’d spice up your r
“So you are the one that my men reported to me about,” he mutters, looking up at Elise. Hayden raises his head to speak in her defense, but he raises a hand to stop him. “I know all about your secret in helping a female that got attacked; you helped and gave her refuge even though she is a stranger, but she is an alderman, an enemy to our pack. I need you to explain what that means to us right this instant.” A wicked smile sprawled on Holden's lips; he seemed to be enjoying this, enjoying seeing his brother being scrutinized by their father, knowing now he would be in the chief's good graces instead of Hayden. “I-i mean no harm, Chief Blackwood,” she says with a curt bow. He lets out a dismissive hum to his men, who bow and leave them. With Holden and Hayden behind her, their arms at attention, their faces stoic as they face their father, the chief of this pack. “I was saved by your son while I was on the verge of death, and I’m grateful for that. Yes, I might have been rais
“You cannot be serious about this, father,” Holden argues with Chief Blackwood the moment that Hayden follows Elise down the balcony steps. His eyes were dark and intense with jealousy and anger that a strange girl from somewhere could have his birthright. “She is Edgar’s daughter; the throne belongs to her; we all know that I’ve been keeping this seat warm for him; this is a promise I kept to Edgar Hale,” he mutters. “She could be lying about her mother, father! You cannot just give the seat to a stranger; for all we know, she was sent by Dexton to infiltrate our pack and destroy us from her father; you cannot allow this!” Holden argues. “There aren't any laws that stop her from claiming this seat,” Hayden's voice cuts in. He’d come back from his chambers, leaving Elise there. “We all know she is a true royal calhan wolf; her beast looks like ours; she is one of us; no, even more powerful than us." Hayden concludes. It drives Holden mad, his hands bound into a tight fist
Rygan’s POV “Rygan?” I hear my name roared out by Taz behind the door. The loud, unending pounding of the door pulls me out of sleep. I roll over, forgetting the spinning room around me. But I don’t answer; I’m barely living and barely there at the moment. Everything feels useless and unimportant since I found out that Elise is dead. And all the news from my troops that came back was no news at all. I don’t want to believe the trail ended on the deep, rocky cliff. There has to be something I’m missing; there has to be, but Kaide made it known to me that she was gone. There isn’t even a body I could salvage. I hate myself for that. I hate myself that my last words to her and my last encounter were filled with nothing but anger and blame. I can barely breathe when I think of her right now. I roll over, my fingers meeting the cold glass of a wine bottle in my bed. My only companion these days is the solace of being drunk. It’s the only way I can sleep without waking up to nig