“Are you sure she’s doing it on purpose?”I look at Rafie and see his form leaning against the window, his face to his kingdom.The anger that boils in my blood is hot and potent and my fist clenches at how he sounds so unconcerned.I hate to say it, but he’s right to be unconcerned. People of our caliber don’t fall in love after losing it. I shouldn’t be annoyed at the fact that I can't read Adelaide’s mind anymore. I shouldn’t be pissed at the fact that she refuses to talk to me and now has cut off the only route I can take to know what she’s thinking.I should be angry at the fact that she thinks she can hide her thoughts from me, the lowly werewolf that she is.I shouldn’t feel angry at the fact that she’s hiding her thoughts by thinking about Cain all the time.When she came to the room last night, it was Cain.In her sleep, it was Cain.There was a brief moment when she was dazed this morning, but that only lasted for a moment. She looked to the side and saw me facing her, her
My heart twists when I hear Lyros’s words. It’s not exactly the words he uses but it’s more the tone. Lord Lyros sounds a touch broken, no, he could never be broken. He’s just masking his annoyance with this act. Considering the fact that he has me backed up against a wall, my neck in his hand, and my heart pounding an erratic beat in my chest, he doesn’t seem broken. He’s annoyed, and as I realize that, pleasure flows through me. My mental wall is still up. It’s been barely two days since Alizadeh taught me how to create one yet I've done much with it. I took the initiative to create the strongest wall I could, but instead of just guarding my thoughts, this wall has one other purpose. I meet Lyros’s eyes and my gaze is defiant as I look at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Lord Lyros.” Lyros’s grip around my neck tightens just a bare inch, but it’s enough for me to feel the lack of oxygen gradually ensuing. Lyros stares at me and his face contorts between two emot
It’s hard to believe what I'm hearing so I do my best to keep a straight face and appear unaffected. I can see this for what it is.Lyros doesn’t do anything from the goodness of his heart, he isn’t being benevolent by doing this, this is a business deal. He’s giving me something I want because there’s also something he wants. We lock gazes and I prepare myself for his request. It could be anything.He could ask me not to see Cain anymore or spend all my days with him. I’ll find a way out of it if I need to, but that might also be at the risk of Cain being hurt again and I don't want that.“Two kisses.”The wheels in my head come to an abrupt halt and it’s so sudden that I stare at him for a full minute, totally lost.Lyros smirks and he nods. “Two kisses, Adelaide. A small price to pay for me releasing Cain. I will decide when and where these will happen and if you agree, I’ll leave you to focus on your mission here,”The mission HE sent me on.Is he causing all these problems so
The doors to the dungeons open up with a creak and my body tenses.I feel feverish.I have ever since the day Adelaide came and hallucinations are just one part of it. My head hurts, my heart spins, my stomach roils and I have retched so much that it stinks now that it’s dried.Rafie’s dungeons have panels of silver lined into them, pure unrefined silver alchemized to hold just a touch of wolfbane.Wolfbane is a lethal poison to most werewolves, and silver doesn’t help either. Together, they can keep a full Lycan at the brink of a near-death sickness.Their body will react so violently to the effects of the combined elements and it leads to blood convulsions when exposed to weak wolves.The strongest Lycan might encounter madness when exposed.The protective platings must have been pulled off on just a small section after Adelaide visited.Adelaide is a constant thought in my mind and I think she’s one of the reasons I haven't gone mad yet.I always imagine that she’s with me, free a
Cain smiles when he sees me and I feel tears prick the back of my eyeballs.His eyes are still bleary from the effects of his slumber and the crescent moons look hooded when he peers at me through half-open lashes.I duck back out the entrance, and for lack of a better thing to do I snap my fingers at the healers.They come running to me immediately.Alizadeh ordered them to obey every order I give and though they sneer behind my back, they don’t disobey. Leah is the only person I’ve seen work healing magic before so when the females walk towards Cain’s bed and one of them tentatively places a hand on his chest, I watch with rapt attention.A soft light seems to emanate from under her splayed palm.It takes me a minute to remember that Cain’s shirt is a thin white linen shirt. This close, as the fabric rests on his body and the sweat from his fever-filled sleep makes it damp, I can see the contours of his body.I can see the outlines of his round shoulders and his firm well-built p
Safira all but flies into Cain’s arms when we descend the stairs and enter the living room of the manor.I think I hear her sob a bit, but Cain hugs her back and whatever sound she’s about to make dies as she buries her face into his chest.Priam clears his throat as he lounges in the seat he’s in and Safira separates from Cain to shoot him a glare.I realize that I still haven’t spoken to her.The last time we met, we didn’t part ways too pleasantly. Of course, I did get royally messed up by Lyros afterward.“Oh.”Safira’s jasmine floral scent wafts into my nose and her body radiates a beautiful kind of warmth. She hugs me, and my surprise abates fast enough that I hug her back before we separate.We don’t say anything to each other, but this hug feels like we have reached a mutual understanding and I find myself feeling grateful for that.She pulls back from our hug and I feel a twinge of regret. I almost forgot how good a hug feels.Alizadeh walks into the room and I look at Cain i
“Please, let me know if you find him.” Alizadeh nods at Cain’s words and I can feel the surprise that spreads through the room. It’s not like Cain to ask for anything, or anyone. “Come Adelaide.” My brows go up in surprise but Cain doesn’t seem to notice or care. He walks away from the group and after exchanging a brief glance with Safira, I follow him. Cain walks through this place like he knows where everything is. His steps are sure and purposeful and soon we walk through an archway that leads into a garden I didn't know existed. My words are half surprised, half amused as I ask. “You’ve been here before haven’t you?” Cain turns his head and nods. “Just once, when I attempted to run away from Lyros.” What?“You did that?” The surprise in my tone must be heavily evident because Cain chuckles and nods. “I was sixteen at the time. I felt Alizadeh was a better option than Lyros. Rafie didn’t pay me any attention then so I didn’t consider him. I escaped here for a while and tri
Cain grills me on what I've learned about Ashryn so far and I almost feel bad that I am not able to offer more than I do.I tell him the little I have learned, that Ashryn was a stellar prince but he wasn’t the only prince. He was the only child and son of his werewolf mother, but Aquinas had another wife, one who had four sons.Four totally unremarkable sons.Cain half frowns and half smiles when I lay emphasis on that part.“You believe something is up with that number don’t you?”At this, I shrug and struggle to keep my face and reaction neutral but I can tell Cain sees right through it.He huffs in amusement and I can't help the smile that creeps up my face. There’s no need for me not to smile, and hey, no one ever said I couldn't speculate.How often does it happen that some super-powerful prince who eventually went on to rule this land, had four totally powerless brothers who unlike him had a complete Lycan parentage?Not so often, and it’s too coincidental for me not to read an