Margot turns back to the mirror, just staring at her reflection – my reflection twice, really. She shakes her head, raising a hand to her cheek and softly touching it like she’s not sure it’s real. “This shouldn’t be possible.”
I hesitate. “Why not?”
“The magic,” she murmurs, leaning over the sink to inspect her face, turning it this way and that to observe the incredible effects of the spell. “It’s not that powerful. It’s just a little cantrip – a joke spell…”
I bite my lip, not knowing what to say. Because, I mean, I have no explanation for why this works. It just…does.
Slowly she turns back to me, her eyes flashing over my face and then down my body. “What are you, Everleigh?”
I swallow hard, tilting my chin to the side, not having…any answer for tha
God, but the Night of the Stag is…disgusting. Auden’s mother had always hated it – had forbidden it, actually, after she participated in it once first-hand.But Mahl had only banished it for her sake. It had only come back into style and favor with Angeline, and then Beth.This is the first time, though, that Auden has been at court to participate. He watches as several of the Alphas smile gleefully, clearly looking around at all the women before them with avarice in their eyes.Yes, as usual, his mother had been right. It’s all just…wildly disgusting.This entire practice should be banished – a King doesn’t need a celebration of his virility before he dedicates himself to one woman for the rest of his life. Especially when it’s his fourth wife, and he already has four children, and he has absolutely no intention of staying faithful to his Queen once they’ve wed.A gong sound
I step inside the tiny garden nook that’s lit only by firefly glow, admiring the white roses that climb all over the walls. I lower my face to a bloom, taking in its thick spicy scent, completely distracted as my fingers drift over the silky petals.So I don’t notice the shadow that blocks my only exit until I hear his growl behind me.I twist, surprised –And my stomach drops when I see the gigantic Alpha standing a few feet away. Six and a half feet tall, he’s built like he’s made from granite, with wide, muscular shoulders above a powerful form. The beauty of his brutal face is marred by a scar that passes through his left eyebrow, continuing down his cheek to disappear into his thick beard.That flaw in no way takes away from the raw power emanating from this Alpha, who is as much beast as he is man.He levels a dangerous glare at me, prowling forward into the light that glints off of the finely wrought crown that sits on his head, tangling in the wild hair that falls to his should
I step forward to the crystal doors to the palace, nodding to the Gamma who announces, quite grandly:“THE CELESTIAL EVERLEIGH DE SILVA.”The Celestial Entrance to the palace is beautifully structured for moments just like this. It’s a long walk up the marble stairs outside, but the climb allows you to enter the ballroom at the top of a sweeping staircase that overlooks the sunken dancefloor beneath. You have two choices once you’re announced. You can either hurry to the left and lose yourself in the crowded balcony that rings the dance floor, or, as most choose, you can walk slowly down the long marble staircase, letting everyone get a good look at you as you descend.The staircase is a gift, really, to women who seek Alpha husbands, as every Celestial has a chance to shine like a jewel. This staircase is the whole reason why Celestials have a separate entrance from the Alpha men - so that prospective husbands can take their time surveying a woman before ever having to say a word to
My legs propel me further into the maze of hedges and plants, my breath tearing at my lungs as I flee from the Alpha chasing me – a man so powerful he could tear me limb from limb with his bare hands -I hear laughter as he draws near – which just makes me gasp for more air, makes me push harder. But a touch on my back, then a brush of his hand against the bare skin above my dress –I shriek as I feel him gaining on me and drive myself to a final burst of speed –But it’s a wasted effort. His body slams into mine.A scream rips from me as I feel myself falling, raising my arms to protect my head, my body going rigid in anticipation –But the King wraps his arms around me as I fall, twisting in the air so that I land hard his own flesh instead of the sharp gravel of the path.He’s laughing, then, a cruel, joyful, hungry laugh that reignites my fear. As soon as I realize that I’m unharmed, I rip at the arms that hold me to him, trying to free myself –“Oh, no,” he scolds, spinning his bo
All around us, Alphas and their Lunas raise their goblets, cheering. I stand stone-faced, staring out at all of them as the King holds me close to his side, an arm around my waist. No one mentions the rips and dirt stains at the hem and back of my dress, or comments on my shocked pallor.They ascribe both, I assume, to the passion of the King – after all, we wolves are not prudes – and the shock of being chosen as his new Luna, the future Queen.The King takes a swig of wine from the goblet in his hand, looking down at me.“Drink, wife!” he demands with a laugh, his voice booming. I look up at him and do as I’m told, bringing my own goblet to my lips and taking a sip of the rich red liquid. The King takes a step away from me as I drink – just a step – distracted by one of his favorite courtiers. The wine is delicious, but I barely notice it as I look anxiously out into the crowd, hoping to spy my sister – even my mother –But suddenly, I feel my face pale as a tall figure walks towards
Auden frowns at the plate of dinner in front of him, not touching it. He glances at his father a few seats away, eating lustily and laughing with the pack of Alpha Lords who have come to celebrate the selection of his bride. Every few minutes the King glances at the doors to the great hall, waiting for her to come through.But Auden knows that something is off. As he sits watching his father watch the door, Auden taps the table with his forefinger, thinking it through. Something, in his gut, rings wrong about the situation.And it all starts with that girl.Everleigh. Celestial of the De Silva pack. Eldest daughter, but not Selene, a little piece of gossip he’d picked up in conversation this evening after she inexplicably left the ball with her sister, wanting “a moment” that has now stretched into an hour. According to gossip, Everleigh had given up her position as Selene of her pack in favor of her younger sister years ago. An almost unheard-of choice, for an elder sister to give up
It only takes five minutes for Auden to leave the palace and cross the grounds to the Beta barracks, where he throws open the door. Everyone inside immediately goes still, caught in the middle of a card game that absolutely should not be happening.Or at least, almost everyone goes still. One person lounges carelessly in her chair, draping an arm over the back.“Should I deal you in, Prince?” she drawls, her black eyes sparking as she brushes her silky curtain of black hair away from her face.Auden narrows his eyes at Margot, the most notorious woman at court and certainly not an enlisted member of his military. “No, Margot,” Auden replies evenly, hiding his surprise as he takes a few slow steps into the room. He slips his hands into his pockets. “Though I wonder if there’s any way I could convince you to close out.”Auden’s eyes flick to the two dozen still-frozen Betas who watch him warily, trying to figure out precisely how much trouble they’re in. “I’m sure that by now you’ve take
“I’m sorry, sir –“ the boy gasps, shrinking away. “We’re told to obey Celestial orders without question –“ his lip starts to tremble in fear and guilt.Auden just growls and drops the boy’s arm, reaching into his pocket to grab some coins, which he slips into the boy’s hand. “Tell no one that we’ve been here and no one that she left. Share those coins with the boys inside, pass the instructions on to them. If you all stay silent, there will be more.”“Yes sir!” the boy quips, his face bright now.“I’m serious, boy,” Auden continues, snapping his fingers in the boy’s face to make him focus. “There will be consequences for all of you if you disobey. As far as anyone knows, you all fell asleep. You know nothing of anyone leaving the stables tonight. Even if they flog you for it. Yes?”The boy hesitates and then nods.Auden nods back to the boy, dismissing him as his Betas come forward leading their mounts. When they’ve led the horses outside and climbed into their saddles, Auden signals f
God, but the Night of the Stag is…disgusting. Auden’s mother had always hated it – had forbidden it, actually, after she participated in it once first-hand.But Mahl had only banished it for her sake. It had only come back into style and favor with Angeline, and then Beth.This is the first time, though, that Auden has been at court to participate. He watches as several of the Alphas smile gleefully, clearly looking around at all the women before them with avarice in their eyes.Yes, as usual, his mother had been right. It’s all just…wildly disgusting.This entire practice should be banished – a King doesn’t need a celebration of his virility before he dedicates himself to one woman for the rest of his life. Especially when it’s his fourth wife, and he already has four children, and he has absolutely no intention of staying faithful to his Queen once they’ve wed.A gong sound
Margot turns back to the mirror, just staring at her reflection – my reflection twice, really. She shakes her head, raising a hand to her cheek and softly touching it like she’s not sure it’s real. “This shouldn’t be possible.”I hesitate. “Why not?”“The magic,” she murmurs, leaning over the sink to inspect her face, turning it this way and that to observe the incredible effects of the spell. “It’s not that powerful. It’s just a little cantrip – a joke spell…”I bite my lip, not knowing what to say. Because, I mean, I have no explanation for why this works. It just…does.Slowly she turns back to me, her eyes flashing over my face and then down my body. “What are you, Everleigh?”I swallow hard, tilting my chin to the side, not having…any answer for tha
“Everleigh!” Margot gasps, spinning toward me as I open the glass door to my roof garden and slip in. “You scared me – you said you’d be here –““I know, I’m sorry,” I say, stumbling over to her as Coco swoops into the room after me. Margot gasps, covering her head, but I just flap a hand in the air and point to my bed, instructing Coco to go settle down. He does as he’s told, flopping down onto my pillow and looking between Margot and I with a great deal of interest.Margot straightens and frowns at him. “Is that dragon…wearing diamonds?”“Yeah, it’s Vivi’s thing,” I say, grabbing Margot’s wrist and starting to tug her toward the bathroom. “She loves diamonds almost as much as you do.”“Will it bite?” Margot asks, looking over at Coco. “If I try to…borrow that fairly fantastic bracelet?&rdqu
“Come onnn,” Niall groans, looking very anxiously toward the suite’s door. “We have to gooo!”“You just want to see Aurora,” Vivi teases, wiggling in her father’s arms. Auden smiles as he puts her down and she runs to her brother. I press my lips together to keep from squealing at how cute my baby is with his adorable little boy crush.“Yes, I want to see Aurora!” Niall snaps, frowning at his sister. “Who is much nicer than you!”“Aurora cries all day –““She doesn’t!”“All right!” Auden cuts in, his voice loud and serious enough that both kids let their argument drop and turn to him. Auden lifts his chin toward the door. “Go and check your bags, make sure that you have your toothbrushes.”Vivi and Niall dart off to do as they’re bid and I turn to Auden, knowing that he sent them away to
“Everleigh,” she says, starting to shake her head. “Mahl is the one who made magic illegal –““You use magic on him every other night!”“And I am a professional,” she says, laying a demure hand on her breast and grinning at me. “You are a rank amateur!”“Oh, come on, Margot!” I beg, dashing for her and dropping to my knees in front of her stool. She blinks at me, surprised. “It will be easy! I did it before with Angeline and it worked so well! He’ll never notice!”She turns her head to the side a bit. “He’ll never notice…what?”I smile prettily at her again, hoping that my excited expression hides all of the anxiety boiling in me now, the desperate howl of my wolf as she panics, wanting any way to get out of this horrible situation –“He’ll never notice,” I whisper, still smiling desperately at my friend. “When you take my place tomorrow. As the Golden Doe Goddess.”Margot’s mouth drops cle
Mahl sighs and takes a step away from me, looking toward the window. “If you’re denying me today, I will expect the performance of a lifetime tomorrow, wife,” he snaps. “No half-hearted mewling and laying still on the mattress if you’re going to make me wait like this.”I slip off the table, not knowing what to say. I step forward and take Mahl’s hand, silently begging him to turn to me. He does and I look up at him with wide, worried eyes.Mahl softens, thank god, and steps toward me, giving me another of those long, lingering kisses. Then he smacks me hard on the ass, eliciting a little yelp, and gives me a gentle push toward the door. “Off with you, wife. Prepare yourself for tomorrow – I will send the Priestesses to anoint you with oil. And I will look forward to tomorrow evening.”“As will I,” I whisper, trembling a little with relief and letting him think it
“I’m sorry, little bride,” Mahl murmurs, all grumbly and low and heated. “That I have not had the time for you that I would have wished. This war is…consuming.”“That’s all right,” I say, my voice a little tense as Mahl’s fingers tighten possessively on my flesh. “I…understand. War is…hard?”Pathetic. Pathetic and panicked, that’s all I am.Mahl smirks at me and turns me toward the table, walking forward a step until my rump hits the edge. To my surprise he then lifts me so that I’m seated neatly on the table, my legs spread wide to accommodate the breadth of him between my knees.“My sweet little Queen,” Mahl murmurs, shaking my head like I’m adorable as he leans closer to me - so close I can feel his breath on my face. “Don’t you worry about this war – let daddy handle it –“My eyes do flare a
I push gently at the door to Mahl’s chambers when I hear his deep voice call for me to enter. Immediately my stomach tightens at the sight of him raising his eyes to me over the table spread with papers, maps, and little carvings that must represent his troops.A deep growl rumbles in his chest as his eyes rake over me. I exhale slowly as I step into the room, looking around at the five or so men who have gathered with him. My eyes flash wide and I go completely still when my gaze lands last on a very familiar face.Alpha Wood’s brows draw together. He glares at me from beneath them, a great deal of hate and ire gathering there.Yup. He has…not forgiven me for the disgrace I brought him in flatly refusing to marry him five years ago.“Leave us, men,” Mahl murmurs, low and rough. I snap my gaze back to him, gulping a little, wondering if he saw the look between Wood and I –But the serious way that he stares at me lets me know that
And it’s not nearly as intense as that – Everleigh’s scent is nowhere near as good as Evie’s had been - but certainly this draw to a woman is the strongest he’s experienced since he lost his mate and failed to find her after she vanished.But a series of anonymous women in his bed had helped him still the grief of Evie’s disappearance, though he’d certainly had to fuck his way through half the women in the army camp to free himself of her grip.Maybe…maybe another lover will do the same thing here.“Auden.”He turns at the door, meeting Everleigh’s eyes, gripping the handle hard to pin himself there, to keep from striding back to the bed and grabbing her to him, ripping that ridiculous robe right off her body.“I’m sorry,” she says quietly.He opens his mouth to protest, to say it’s not her fault – because he honestly believes her when she says she didn’t know.“Will you just let me be sorry?” she says, interrupting, her blue eyes hug