Rosalind's POVThen he laughed with a deep bass sound that went straight to my core. "Is that true, Rosalind?"Just the other day, it had been Cillian suspecting my whereabouts while now it was Killian. I wondered if I was so bad at sneaking in or if the two brothers were just so damn observant that they seemed to know exactly where I was and what I was doing all the damned time.I folded my arms irritatedly."What are you getting at Killian?"I needed a hot shower to relax my muscles then a quick nap. Even though I had slept there, I still felt tired. Even though River had warned me about how difficult it could be for my body to acclimate to the time zone I never expected it would be this bad. It was as though my body was constantly trying to orient itself to wherever I was. Killian tilted his head and stepped inside my room, closing the door.He took a step towards then another and another until he was a step away from me then before I could register it, his hand shot out and he
Rosalind's POVI paced my room. I just came out of the shower, to wash off my arousal so as to prevent triggering any violence when I went to see Cillian.The look in his eyes as he left my room deeply bothered me and I wouldn't feel good until we had gotten a chance to speak to each other. I heard a knock on my door and I hurried to it. The maud I had sent to check if the council was still in session stood outside. "Are they done?" I asked her. She bowed and nodded. "Yes Princess, Prince Cillian is in his bedchamber currently.""Thank you. You may leave."I checked my reflection in the mirror one more time before heading away towards his room. As I approached the door, I heard the sound 9f raised voices making me to pause midstep. I wasn't the people I was expecting who were arguing. From the sounds of it, it was Adelyn versus Cillian. "Why are you doing this to me, Cillian?" Adelyn sounded frustrated and in pain, her voice thick with either annoyance or tears or both. Cillia
Killian's POV. There was a knock on my room door and I was excited for all of half a second thinking it was Rosalind before realizing it wasn't. Rosalind wouldn't have bothered knocking, she would have entered the room like it was hers and sat on the bed. That was if she even bothered to come to my room. These days I was the one going there and I knew what she was doing. This was a repayment for all the things I had put her through. Not that I minded, it was the sort of punishment I enjoyed and when she came apart at my touch, her body liquid in my grasp as I pushed her, that was all I needed. For now. Very soon, sooner than she thought, I would have her exactly how I wanted her, naked, chained and at my mercy while I took her however I wanted. I knew my plans would be delayed slightly by Cillian walking in on us so she would be feeling guilty and most likely try to pull away but I wouldn't let her. The best part? Once I started on her, really started on her, she would beg me
Rosalind's POVWhen I woke up much later, Killian was gone. I wasn't surprised. He no doubt wanted to put some distance between us after the surprising intimacy of our time together. That was just, it suited me just fine that I didn't have him in my room, so no one would know when I snuck out for certain clandestine operations. I knew that after the so-called attacks, I should have been laid off from going back but I found myself getting more angry the more I thought about it. How dare they do that to me?How dare they make me trust them and then betray me so thoroughly like this? I had to go back. I had to at least attempt to have a civilized conversation with them to understand where this was coming from. I snuck back out and River was there just in time, his face more unbearable than usual but I couldn't tell at him there was where all the guards could come back on duty at any time and reported me for consorting with the enemy so I kept my mouth shut as River reached out to me
Rosalind's POVWhen I woke up, I still didn't have any answer to my question of the night before.It wasn't until I had returned to my room to see the empty space where Killian had been that I realised that I had forgotten that he had left prior to me waking up. I didn't know how things would be now and I wasn't sure how I wanted them to be. I thought of Estella's words again implying that I knew nothing of the palace of this kingdom and resolved to change that. I would find out the truth behind her words. The only thing was where. I couldn't ask Killian and Cillian, could I? They would be sure to suspect me and that was the last thing that I wanted. The priesthood seemed like the next safe bet seeing as they had the closest thing to magic that I had seen in this kingdom but no one could enter their division except by volunteering or by invitation.I had no power of any sort despite my proclamation as princess so I couldn't even request an invitation. That left only one option fo
Rosalind's POVI must have lost it. Because if I hadn't there was no way I would think to talk to a council member like that. I wondered if this was how it began. The arrogance that Adelyn wore like a cloak. Was I slowly turning into one of them even though I felt that I had been right in defending myself? I didn't know and I suspected that I might never. At least not in time to do anything about it. And I had been unable to take the book out to crown it all. I wondered if he would go through the book that a worthless person like me has been going through or if my words would have driven him to anger as he walked out. I was so consumed with my thoughts that I lost touch with my surroundings and someone suddenly pulled me into their arms and I looked up to see Cillian. My eyes widened in surprise."Cillian?"His name had barely left my mouth when his lips came down on mine and he kissed me so soundly that I forgot we were in the hallway where anyone could see us. He pulled away l
Rosalind's POVWhen I went out at midnight, River was waiting and I thought I caught a glimpse of surprise in those dark depths."You came."I had been so sure that I wouldn't but the thought of staying without answers for even a second more didn't appeal to me in the least. Deep inside me, I knew that wasn't the only reason I was back. The other reason was one that scared me slightly. Magic. Knowing my ban on magic was lifted and that I would have at my fingertips, the power to make sure that people like Councilman Arthur never got the chance to hurt me as he had threatened was enough allure to find my way back. I met River's gaze."We need to talk."******High Priestess Malia's POVThe cushion was uncomfortable. But then such was the problem of choosing a life that was as simple as it was intricate. One had to accept the discomfort and become one with them to attain true ascension. I looked over at the last person I would have expected to come calling at this hour. "What b
Rosalind's POVRiver took me to our training spot but once we landed, he didn't let go of me immediately and it took everything in me not to cringe away from his touch when I recalled how he had placed that dagger to my throat so effortlessly. Would we ever get back to where we had been in our friendship prior to that?I had no idea but I desperately wanted to know. River's dark eyes noticed my stiffness, now that I thought of it that was the only reason he would hold me so close. He let go of me, his voice unbearably formal. "What do you want to know?"I swallowed around the lump in my throat. "Was our friendship real or did Estella just make you do it?"It seemed that I had surprised River for the second time that night. "I thought that you would be more focused on magical questions. I blushed slightly. For all my 'lack of interest' in magic, I was itching at the bit to try it out again but there were things more important than that. Like friendships. Or at least I hoped tha
ROSALIND'S POV"I will not stand by this." This is just not…Councilman Arthur was saying."This is not just what, Arthur? Spit it out." Killian dared. His eyes flashing menacingly at the older man.Arthur shook his head and sat back down. He glared at the high priestess who had her normal expressionless look on. He faced the elders.They too were short of words. "I love Rosalind, she is my mate and I will marry her." Cillian said unexpectedly and for a second, I thought I would scream out. My legs shook at those words. His sheer determination alone was so sexy.Cillian held my hand in his as a way of showing that no decision made there would stop him from doing what he wanted. I almost melted from his warm touch. It took everything in me to still keep my composure and just smile when he looked at me lovingly.Killian stepped forward as well.Dear Councilman, Rosalind is betrothed to me so there's not really much you can do. I intend to marry her and I will. Not just because she won
CILLIAN'S POV She looked at me with hatred in her eyes when I walked in but said nothing.Her chains rattled. She was muttering something under her breath, a spell. But the chains neutralized everything. "What do you want?" She asked.I looked at her, at the chains and then at her palm. Suspicions were correct. I had seen the same mark on Rosa's palm earlier. A mark that appeared after she was taken by the rogues.I bent and grabbed Estella's hand."What are you…?"I brought out the silver dagger and slashed at the black mark in her palm.She winced in pain and cursed me but she was still in chains. Nothing happened. There were drops of blue blood before red blood oozed from the wound.I gave her a towel to stop the bleeding "Your days are numbered." I said.And without another word, I left the dungeon.ESTELLA'S POVThe pain from that silver cut still stung even after he left. He had broken the magical bond I formed with Rosalind to siphon her powers. I was so angry. How did he k
CILLIAN'S POVAfter some time, the sapphire stopped glowing but it was already confirmed. Rosalind was one of them. I didn't know exactly how I was feeling. The elders were all looking at me, waiting for my input on what to do next.The law was clear. Wolves with magic were abominations, they were unstable, unpredictable and very dangerous. They always went rogue. They were threats. But this was Rosalind, my Rosalind. She couldn't hurt a fly. How the hell did she have magic and I didn't know all this time? I didn't sense it or anything. Was I that blind or did she just hide it so well?So many questions were floating in my mind. It was a mix of pain, betrayal, helplessness and anger. I did not know what to do. Rosalind stood before us with the now normal looking sapphire on the table, waiting for me to say something. The elders were still murmuring and having side talks.Councilman Arthur cleared his throat and decorum returned. I knew that whatever he was going to say would not be i
ESTELLA'S POVI was bound in silver chains, I couldn't save myself, couldn't defend myself against these pigs, I could do absolutely nothing as I stood before people eager for me to die. I had never been more powerless in my entire life.But I knew what to do. The key was the princess that they loved. The prophesied link. Irony and poetry mixed in one. It was so ironic that I didn't even know when I burst out laughing until I noticed that the noise had died down completely.My laughter usually had that effect on others. But to think of it, I was going to die but my niece whose magic I siphoned to do the things I did, gets to just watch and do nothing?That was insane. They needed to know how powerful she was. It was time for these pigs to know the real truth. It was time for them to hear it.I stole a glance at the prince. All the blood had disappeared from his face, his eyes were wide open, staring at me in disbelief. He would never believe me. I had to keep speaking. I was going to
KILLIAN'S POVI didn't remember much from what happened before I got to the hospital.I had felt someone by my side throughout the period when I was unconscious, taking care of me, humming to themselves. Always quiet and caring. It was all a bit weird, I knew I was unconscious, and I knew I had to wake up, I just didn't seem to have enough strength to do so. I could feel people around me and I could vaguely hear what was going on around, like conversations and monitor beeps and footsteps. My wolf could detect people's presence but it just couldn't jolt me up.I tried everyday for what seemed like eternity but I couldn't, so I did the only thing I could;Wait.The time spent waiting gave me an avenue to think, to go through everything that had happened over and over again, to spend time with myself and try to see something I hadn't been able to before.I had tried to replay the events of the fight in my head but most of the time, it was all blurry and unclear. My own thoughts and memo
CILLIAN'S POVI watched Killian fall face down. There was blood, and he wasn't moving.My chest caught fire and I went full primal again. The rage I felt was like none other. I combed through the enemies, crushing them in numbers. Estella was my target but she was surrounded by too many people.She opened a portal and disappeared into it. Oh no you don't. I leapt over the crowd and chased after her but the portal was already closing slowly. The witches swamped around me, attacking from all angles. Casting spells and poking me with weapons. My necklace glowed brighter and brighter.I couldn't take it anymore. I roared with everything in me and I felt a great surge of energy encapsulate me and then…Boom.There was a big blast. When I looked around, all the rogues were on the ground. Dead.I ran to that portal, it was almost closed but I could still get in.I turned and saw Killian, still in the same position and not moving. I looked at the portal again, and I jumped in. I grabbed the
KILLIAN’S POV“This is wrong, your highnesses, you cannot lead a war from the frontlines. It is never done. As the only offsprings of your father, you are the heirs to the throne. It is just too risky!”Councilman Gordon kept on whining like a baby.“And if we refuse to heed your advice, are any of you going to stop us from fighting for our pack?”The silent murmurs came to a stop. The councilmen in the Great Hall, devoured by their selfish interests, were looking for a way to stop Cillian and I from leading the battle. Typical fools.“My prince, you just need to understand,” Arthur began in his sweet tongue.“I know that both of you are seasoned warriors and your prowess remains a thing of awe in Southern Paw, your father made sure of that. But if anything should happen to the heirs of the throne while fighting, even for the right cause, it will pose an enormous problem for the pack. That is what my councilmen are looking to avoid. Unless maybe one of you has a child that we are not
CILLIAN’S POVI sat at the council meeting as we deliberated on the next step with the councilmen of the pack. It had been almost two days since Bast was taken and up till that point, there still had not been any development whatsoever on what to do. I wondered how Rosalind would be feeling. I started to fantasize but shook it off immediately. There were serious matters arising, I needed to focusAcross the long table from me was Killian. He just sat there with a straight face. Probably with his mind already made up for what he was going to do when the time was right. “...But they could harm the little boy, it's risky.” I heard Councilman Gabe say. Probably a reply to someone's comment. I was not paying full attention, my mind also was troubled with thoughts of what the high priestess had said before. Many things didn't make sense at this point.“That's true. Although it could just be a bluff, these creatures still have to be taken care of nonetheless.” Said Councilman Arthur.I coul
ESTELLA’S POVI was back in my chambers after going for a walk when a visitor was announced to. I told the guard to let them come in and shortly, to my surprise, Malia walked into the living room.The guard refused to let her come in with her staff at first, but she was adamant, classic Malia.I waved to him that it was okay and he reluctantly let her in and left us alone.“I've come to talk, Estella.” She said, without much expression on her face.“How long has it been since you last visited, old friend? Twenty five, twenty seven years.” “I believe it's been about thirty years. You have set up the place quite nicely.” She commented, looking around.“I see you still wear your bracelet all the same and…”“I have come to talk, Estella.” She said cutting me short.“Not small talk, but real talk.”“Oh Malia. Always so uptight. When was the last time.you did anything fun, like a party or even sex?”She stared at me with a strange expression and continued;“What happened in Southern Paw wa