Bringing himself back to the present, Reyland pursed his lips and fixed a sorrowful gaze on the she-wolf weeping silently in front of him.Again. The second she-wolf for the day.“If we are mated, what would that life be for you? Forget about me. What would it be like for YOU?” he pressed, softening his tone; his palms open toward Anna as he posed his questions.“When you see those you love, how heavy would your heart be?”“Or do you plan to build a harem? Would it be secret, or would we discuss things, like we are now, so that you have a clear conscience when you start it up?” he continued animatedly as he waved his left, then his right arm, punctuating each scenario.“Then what would be next? If I am unable to impreg–” he pushed, his tone more insistent.“You are not unable, Rey,” Anna whispered, the tears falling freely now as she watched him put himself down, for her sake.He is always like this. Anna mused, her chest heavy, her breathing constricted.He always puts everyone else
Anna stared at Reyland, open-mouthed, at a loss for what else she could say or do.This is no longer about me getting him to agree!He doesn’t believe he is worth it!He absolutely doesn’t see any worth in himself as a mate!Anna reflected as her heart sank as she watched the young prince before her.Is this how he really sees himself?!She pondered.Her head suddenly felt light.Reyland was still speaking.“Just like you are about to give me, Anna,” he rumbled.“Wh-what?” Anna stammered.She had not been listening and was now struggling to piece together what Reyland had been saying.“Go home. Don’t come here anymore,” he said neutrally.“No, Reyland,” Anna gasped, suddenly realizing what he was doing.“Please, Anna. Like you said, I’m hurting you,” he continued, starting to rise from the table.“That’s not what –” Anna pleaded.“I don’t want to keep doing that,” he continued in a dull, distracted tone, as if she were not speaking, as if she was not there, as if his mind was moving s
Reyland laughed dryly.“Now I have proved things to you as well right? You’re disgusted,” he stated flatly.“I –” Anna protested weakly, the strain of the last few minutes weighing heavily on her heart and mind.“Don’t bother. I’m the one whose kindness is hurtful? Your hands are less painful than that look on your face a second ago. I assure you of that,” he continued dryly.What Reyland did not know, what he would not allow Anna to tell him, was that she had not been repulsed by him.She was aroused, and if he had been anything of a wolf, he would have known it clearly.Her face had crumpled because her mind was racing too fast, in too many directions.When her eyes had fallen on his response to their kiss, she had thought of the wolves he had mentioned earlier, so casually.She had thought of the time she had wasted not knowing how he tasted.Of how she had never seen just how blue his eyes were or how soft his skin was.She had been disgusted with herself.Not him.And now, as he
Dad? Marian mused as she gazed up at her father, standing tall beside Dax.“You shall serve in the pack hospital as an aide. The pack doctor will instruct you on your duties,” her father, Corien Storm, former pack Alpha of the Lightmoon pack, declared, gazing down at her.“Let it also be known,” he continued, his voice softening as he spoke to his daughter for the first time since he shifted that morning, “you are forbidden from leaving the immediate compound.”“Your movements are restricted to the immediate grounds and the hospital,” he concluded in a firm, definitive tone.Do you understand? He asked gently in their mind space.Marian swallowed. She was tempted to retort, to defend her rights as a reinstated wolf.Penance has been paid. Why should I be restrained?She complained in her mind.“Yes. Alpha,” she replied firmly, to the hearing of all, her eyes shifting to Alpha Dax.She bowed again and walked backward, turning on her heel and sitting at the table where a number of medic
It had been raining heavily that autumn night, two years ago, when Marian had not returned on time to the pack grounds.She had returned at well past 2 a.m., sneaking in through the tree line instead of using the open path from the outer pack grounds into the pack compound.Her 1 a.m. curfew had passed, and she didn’t care to be interrogated by any guards.She stepped into the compound to find her father hanging from two trees at the edge of the compound.==========Large fires burning at the edge of the compound had caught her eye.Her heart had skipped, and instantly, a whip cracked.Her father’s voice reached her ears.Marian ran to the site.Dax had been waiting for her.He had set things up in such a way that she could not miss it – fire, in the rain, that high, no one could ignore that.He had felt her return and had felt her fear. The strike against her father had been done on purpo
Marian followed Nikal meekly, not saying a word.Once Byron had Gravan on a stretcher, Nikal had stared at her – black eyes in her father’s face.He had said nothing.Where her father treated Marian with a soft touch, Nikal did not.After a moment of looking Marian over, while Dinka cowered in the corner of her mind.Nikal had shifted into wolf form and ran to the edge of the pack grounds.==========Neither Gravan nor her father ever talked about what had happened to them that night.But Marian never stayed out again.Until she ran away on New Year’s Moon.Goddess! What did Dax do to my father?! She wailed in her heart.She ran, full speed, to her dorm.==========The Bloodrayne pack was also celebrating Christmas.Their Alpha, Alpha Tobias, was leading the festivities at his hall with great pomp and pageantry.Food was being served, wolves were dancin
“What did he do to Dad, Uncle?” Marian demanded; her pupils like needle points as she paced the room, her gaze fixed on Gravan.Gravan stared at her, assessing her posture, her breathing.“Where did you go?” he asked softly, gazing intently at her taut face.“I…what do you mean?” Marian stuttered, blinking, but still pacing left to right directly in front of her uncle.“You’ve been crying, princess. It’s only been a few hours since I last saw you, fast asleep. And now, your eyes are red,” he explained calmly, keeping his tone and manner steady in the face of the highly charged she-wolf before him.“Nothing in your dorm could have upset you so much,” he continued as he watched her. Speaking slowly, drawing out his words, forcing his princess’ mind to slow itself down.“You don’t go out, don’t visit others, and no one would have visited you.
Don’t cry!Reyland!Marian wanted to say all the words at the same time, but no sound could come out from her dry lips.Instead, she wailed in her mind as she stared weakly up at her giant.But Reyland was not crying.He just stared at her with damp, sorrow-filled eyes and a knotted brow.The silence expanded, then, Reyland inhaled.“I’m sorry,” he breathed; his voice low.“What…what for?” she whispered, barely able to form the words.“Everything that happened to you. To your father. Four years ago, and every day after that,” he replied, his voice heavy.He had not moved a muscle.He continued to sit as he had been when she woke, with two fingers resting beside his mouth.Similar to how he had sat just hours earlier when he had been talking to his father, back at his home in the woods.Marian recalled those moments as she
Any concerns or requests could be brought to the Elders; however, they would never actively involve themselves in resolving any issues.Their presence was intimidating and could be hard to bear.Many meetings were not done face-to-face, but rather, through intermediaries – younger, but still elderly, shifters who lived with the Elders and presented cases to them for their input.Their rule was simple – they did not interfere in pack politics or battles. They had all had enough of these during their individual reigns and had no taste for such things in their old age.All of them had been around during the time of the previous Alpha, the one before Corien, the one who loved wars, battles, and blood, the one who used his people as objects and pawns for his schemes and conquests.And they had done nothing.They had been there when Corien had taken over from that Alpha, by force of arms, and they had done nothing.
Corien was in Dax’s office. He had been with him for the past hour, letting the Alpha seethe and rage.Dorien and the Luna had been present as well, but they had left earlier, leaving only the two brothers, the two enemies, together.Dax sat in his chair, his back to Corien, staring out the large window behind his desk.“Once the Alpha King hears of this from Anna, he will come for her,” Dax droned. Finally calm after his last outbursts with his family.“Not if we claim her,” Corien replied calmly.Dax did not respond.Corien continued.“We don’t have to do so immediately. We can plan for it, as we do for everything,” he stated firmly as he approached the large desk and stopped at the edge, adjacent to Dax’s wide shoulders.“If you put everything aside, you will know that what Dorien has suggested is the best solution,” he continued carefully.Silence.
“If he banishes me…” Marian whispered hoarsely, her voice catching. She shifted her eyes to Gravan, “Will you and Dad come with me?” she whispered, her eyes filling.“Just us? No one else?” Gravan replied with a soft smile, his bright eyes shining in his handsome face.Marian shifted her head against her pillow as she gazed up at her uncle.“I won’t have any hope there, if I’m banished,” she croaked.Gravan shook his head gently, stroking her forehead, the smile still on his face.“First of all, princess, we don’t dwell on ‘what-ifs’, hmmm? What’s done is done. All that matters is where we are now, and what we can do about it,” he stated matter-of-factly.“Your father will not let anything happen to you. Rest assured, nothing as drastic as banishment will happen,” he droned.“But, what if he – Alpha Dax &ndash
Marian’s damp face was red as she lay on her bed, wrapped like a mummy.Her eyes were quivering, but they were clear.Gravan gazed steadily at her.“Twenty-four hours. That’s all we need. To cover up your healing.”“The day after tomorrow, you can move about, anyhow you please,” he commented flatly in his silk, comforting voice, addressing the other matter she had not raised – attending the Remembrance ceremony.That had been the sole reason she had returned.The only thing that had brought her back to the pack so soon after her departure.And now, she could not attend it.He knew this.He and her father had discussed it in less than three sentences the moment she was out of the woods after Dax had broken her body.It had been on the day after the attack. After he had woken up in the pack hospital.As soon as he had woken, he had linked his Alpha, his mentor, his fr
Is he in heat?Am I?Marian mused.Dinka chuffed at her in their mind space.“What? I’m bored!” Marian tossed at her wolf, “If I can’t go out tomorrow, let me have a little fun today.”“It’s been too hard these past few days,” she complained to Dinka, “I need a distraction!”“This is not a distraction, Marian, this is torture,” Dinka replied, her teeth bared as if she were laughing.“We’ve seen torture, D. We’re just playing with him,” Marian replied with a smile.With her eyes directing Zepher and a few sounds chipped in here and there, she made the young omega feed her every bite of food and every drop of water and light wine that had been brought to her as she breathed him in.Thirty long minutes later, Gravan walked in to find a very distraught Zepher feeding a very contented Marian.========
It had been infuriating and had felt like a personal attack to Marian.The girl beside Dorien, Risa, was two years older than him.Every part of her was soft and supple.She had never held anything close to a weapon, of any sort, in her life.She was fresh, and smooth, and as matronly as they came – just as her mother used to admonish her to be.While she, a princess, was rough and bullish and definitely not one anybody could imagine holding a pup.Her heart had broken in more ways than one at that moment.Not only had she been dumped, she had been dumped for the kind of girl her dead mother had wanted her to be.A mother she missed. A mother she wished she could apologize to for all the times she had been difficult.And all of it had happened in public.The thing she hated the most.As soon as the words had left his lips, Marian had felt her chest burn as if it were on fire. They had not been fated m
At age eleven, Marian had started training to join the warriors rank, and Gravan had entered the picture.Only he, among the warrior class, ever sparred with her, and only he, outside of her father, ever gave her any guidance.With his support, she had developed fast. Her physical and critical thinking skills had grown in leaps and bounds, far beyond her peers.Gravan had used her alpha blood as a springboard in her training. Pushing her harder and farther than most young trainees.By the time she turned thirteen, she was leading physical training sessions for younger shifters and was no longer ignored by blooded warriors – those who were active in the protection and defense of Lightmoon pack.At fourteen, she became a full-fledged member of the warrior class, assigned to a unit.The unit leader had been Gravan. By this time, in her heart, her second uncle.As a member of his unit, he never gave her any less than he gave any oth
At the mention of Reyland, Marian had sniffed and nodded lightly.Her father smiled as footsteps were heard in the sitting area.Before she could blink, Corien was out the door, closing it gently behind him as he began to speak with the Alpha of Lightmoon pack.Marian’s eyes narrowed. She pushed her senses to listen, but both men were warriors; she could not hear them unless they didn’t mind being heard.There was silence.She could not even feel them.Their presence had been blocked.A few minutes later, she heard footsteps leaving her dorm.Two sets.She rested her back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, mulling over her conversation with her father.She went over everything one by one, step by step, with Dinka.As she recounted it, certain things stood out to her, but she kept her counsel.Instead, her mind turned to the past, before the darkest time in her life.==========The pack had been a home then.Her father, mother, and her younger brother had lived in the Alpha mansi
“He ordered the rest of us out – me, Dax, Dorien,” Corien continued, maintaining his fluid pace.Marian smiled lightly, but remained focused, keeping the meld firmly intact.“Byron gave you pint after pint of blood from the blood bank. He would not let me give any because of the impending full moon.”Corien paused and smiled widely when the meld did not waver.My daughter is a true alpha warrior, he mused.Marian’s breathing remained steady. Her brow had twitched, but she had no other reaction.“We stayed in the sitting area of your dorm until you woke up the next day.”“You know the gist of things from there.”“Dax has been gone since the early hours of this morning. No one has seen him or heard from him. Physical or link-wise.”“We locked down the pack grounds. Some news might have gotten out, but no one will be able to understand things. Not for a while, not until more details come to light, and not…unless they are old enough or versed enough in wolf history to guess anything.”“An