RayneI shake my head when Denise walks into my bedroom with my dinner. “You can take it back. I’m not hungry. I don’t want to waste food.”She tilts her head, pity etching her features. “You have to eat something. Not eating will only make your body sick and weak.”In a low voice, I ask, “Is the Beta there?”She shakes her head. “No. He’s downstairs with the rest of them. Having dinner. But one of his goons is near the top of the stairs. Probably on the lookout for you.”I sigh heavily and cover my face with my hands. “I can’t believe this is happening. I did what you told me to do. I told her the truth. But I guess it was too late.”Denise puts the tray down beside me and takes a seat on the edge of my bed. “She summoned me and gave me a scolding as well. You shouldn’t feel bad.”“What did she say to you?”“She said she knew I helped you with the dress, because of my position of course.” Despite her words, she’s smiling. “She also warned me to stay away from you. She doesn’t want me
MaxI wake up to the sound of screaming. I look around quickly. It doesn’t take me long to realize that there isn’t anyone screaming. I was probably dreaming. But as I try to lay back down, I can’t seem to shake off this feeling that I’m in danger. I don’t know why I feel this way. I rise from my bed and walk toward the balcony. The doors are open. They’re always open, so I don’t know why I feel this paranoid today. I look around and see nothing but darkness. All I hear is the sound of crickets, and the occasional howl from far away wolves. Nothing to be worried about. Still, this feeling persists, and the more I try to ignore it, the more it weighs on my conscience. What is this? I’ve never felt anything similar to this before. I close the balcony doors and walk toward the bureau. There, I pour myself a drink. My nervousness doesn’t pass. I grip the glass in frustration, suppressing the urge to hurl it across the room. My uneasiness doesn’t allow me to go back to bed, so I pace
Rayne I’m in my new room—the one the Alpha said I should occupy. It’s much grander than the one I occupied before but it’s not something that pleases me. I don’t care about such luxuries. I’m more concerned about how Lady Veronica will treat me after what happened. Especially since he contradicted her. I shouldn’t have told him that she knew about the Second Beta. I didn’t mean to. It just slipped out. I was under so much stress that I didn’t think twice before answering, and now I’ve framed her. I hope she won’t hate me forever for this. I lied in the first place. She had no reason to believe me the second time around. I could easily be lying about the Beta just because I wanted to justify my presence at the dinner last night. She was just trying to do the right thing. She doesn’t deserve the Alpha’s harsh treatment. As for the Second Beta, I’m glad that he’s dead. I never thought I’d think this way about anyone. I’m not the kind of person who hates intensely. I just wanted t
RayneThe feeling of relief and bliss hasn’t left me yet. It’s been three days since the whole incident with the Second Beta. He wasn’t given an honorable werewolf burial—which consists of a cremation. Instead, he was buried so his body can rot under the ground. By then, everyone knew what he had done, so there was no point in trying to pretend that he was an honorable wolf. According to Denise, the Alpha had to answer to the council why he had killed his Beta. She knew this because she was the one serving waters and coffees during the whole meeting. It was a task that was supposed to be for one of the lower servants, but she decided to go herself so she could learn what would be said there. “The Alpha wasn’t pleased to see me there but it wasn’t like he could kick me out,” she had told me. I frowned and asked, “Why?”She shrugged and continued telling me what she heard. The council consisted of the Alpha, the First Beta, and some of the higher ranking generals of the pack. Alask
RayneI’m ready in the early hours of the morning because I’m too anxious for my little shopping trip with Lady Veronica. It didn’t help that Denise kept telling me to watch out for her. She doesn’t trust her for some reason, and frankly, I think she’s just exaggerating. Denise can be quite dramatic, and I’ve already established that I can’t take most of her advice. If I’m on guard and on edge, she’ll notice, and then I’ll be even more awkward. Isn’t it enough that I’m nervous?When the time comes for me to go downstairs, I’m dressed in the best of my old dresses but Lady Veronica doesn’t look impressed. She offers me a tight smile and says, “Shall we?”We’re accompanied by four guards. They walk on either side of us until we reach outside where there is a carriage waiting for us. We climb inside and one of them closes the door. I sit facing her and expect her to say something to me but she doesn’t. Maybe I should have said something but I couldn’t think of anything to say that wasn
Rayne I stand by as Lady Veronica pays Marjorie and then follow her out of the tent. I can't get over how great I feel in these clothes, and how different I feel altogether. I can barely contain my own excitement, despite the circumstances. I’ve always dreamt of looking this beautiful, and now that I don’t have to borrow anyone’s dress, I feel much better about it. Even the guards are looking at me differently. It’s uncomfortable to be ogled, though, and I wish they would look away. I also wish Lady Veronica wouldn’t be so cold with me. It’s just that at times, I don’t understand her. She’s my friend one second and then a stranger to me the next. “Rayne,” she says, stopping and whirling around to face me. “I’ve got to do something quick. I won’t be long. Will you stay here with the guards?”“Yes,” I say, nodding. She takes off after giving the guards a firm look and we stand near a stall and wait for her return. I fold my arms and look around. There are a few more people now, and
MaxI keep staring at the servant girl while something inside of me rumbles. Despite how different she looks, I didn't once doubt that it was her. The mate bond is probably the cause of this. Her hair is somewhat shorter than before but it has clearly been meddled with because it's shinier. Cleaner, maybe. And the dress she's wearing is better than what she had on before. I don't wish to have these thoughts but I can't seem to force them out of my mind while we're staring at each other. Blush creeps up her cheeks but she maintains eye contact. Her eyes are a different shade of blue. I never noticed how blue they were before. The guard shifts beside her and I break eye contact, suddenly remembering where I am. I walk away without looking and from the corner of my eye I see her disappear inside the room. To my dismay, my face feels hotter and tighter than usual, which is ridiculous considering my position and the circumstances involved. I make my way downstairs and try to push what h
Rayne"Is there something you want to tell me?" Denise asks while I take my dress off and hang it in the closet. It's the only dress I have at the moment and I don't want to risk ruining it. "No, of course not," I say. I decided I won't tell her about the woman at the marketplace. Now that she's gone I see no use in telling her. It's not like we'll be able to catch her and question her, and who would even believe me if she denied? I realized too late that the only person who saw her call me that day was the Second Beta. And he was dead. Still, just because I have no way to prove my innocence doesn't mean I'm not sad about it. And Denise being Denise has noticed it. She notices every change of mood. I don't know how to keep my emotions hidden from her. I need to try better. "Rayne," she says, arching a delicate brow. "You can't possibly think that you can fool me into believing that there isn't anything wrong. You came back sad from the market. Did Veronica say something? Somethi
Rayne Reaching MoonWater fills me with excitement and dread. The last time I was here, we were still in the middle of the war. It was Max’s idea for me to leave and go to Iron until things cooled down. I agreed because frankly, I was tired of the bloodshed. I felt I had nothing left to do but go away, and so that’s what I did. I haven’t been back since. Max and I have been communicating with each other but not as often. Our communication is mostly nonverbal. I can’t hear his words in my head or even send a message across; it’s more of a swapping of emotions. This has gotten stronger over the weeks, and now that I’m here, closer to him, I feel the bond’s strength. I exit the carriage and near the gate. I inform the guards of who I am but they don’t ask me to wait for them to call someone. They open the gates for me instantly. I walk through them, leaving the carriage behind. Everything looks as I remember, pre-war. This has to be a good sign. I continue walking until I reach the f
RayneThe war with GrayLeaf only ended with their Alpha’s death. It was Max himself who killed him. There was no way around it. He never believed it was Veronica’s doing, and when he found Albert dead, he assumed Max was the culprit. There were many casualties. My father lost men he trusted. AmberMane lost some of their own, the biggest loss being Victor. I have to admit that I thought they would hate and blame me for his death because I most certainly blamed myself, but nothing between us changed apart from the loss we now shared. I didn’t know Victor as well as I could’ve, but he’d been a friend to me, and he had helped me make myself stronger. I wish things had gone differently. I wish he didn’t have to die. Things took a long time to settle down after the war. GrayLeaf collapsed completely. The remaining members of their pack became rogues. I offered to help them but Max said it wasn’t the right choice to make. A lot of the people who remained were widows and children of the f
RayneI watch her slowly shift back to human form, hissing in pain. The arrow went straight through her shoulder. She tries to touch it but groans in pain when she touches it. I’m afraid that she’ll break it in half and slide it out but that doesn’t happen. I near her and nock another arrow. I point it straight at her face this time. “If you dare to move, I’ll shoot you.”Her eyes meet mine. Her lips are starting to get pale. “You’re going to hit me anyway, so why should I bother? You didn’t follow me all the way here to talk to me.”“You’re right, I didn’t,” I reply coldly. She shifts and cries out. I’m tempted to hit her again. Her pain is comforting to me. I want to tell her that now she knows how it feels, yet the pain she’s experiencing now can’t be compared to mine. That pain left scars that will never go away. Because of her selfishness, I’ve lost parts of myself that are irretrievable. “What are you waiting for, then?” she asks breathlessly as she tries to sit against the
Rayne Lambert changed plans halfway to GrayLeaf. He said he had a better idea. Rather than attack GrayLeaf and cause an unnecessarily high death toll, we could simply try to frame Veronica instead. He said he would speak to Albert and convince him to be in a certain place, at a certain time, where he would then confront Veronica. Naturally, this would still make him lose his place amongst his pack, but he said he never cared much for the pack anyway. He always wanted to be a rogue, where he could live life in his own terms and not have to follow strict rules all the time. I have to say that at some point, I wanted to be a rogue, too. I wanted nothing but freedom whenever I thought about my life. There are times when I forget I was even a slave, but there are others when it's all I can think about. I see myself on my knees in the middle of the grand hall, scrubbing until my fingers bleed. I'd wonder what it felt like to be free. Now that I know what it is, I realize that it comes
Max It doesn’t take long after Veronica leaves for someone to come for me. I don’t ask questions as they untie my hands and then tell me to walk. Humiliation burns inside of me but I keep it down and walk. I walk through the relatively empty dungeon all the way up the short stairs I used on my way down here. There are currently three guards behind me. Any thoughts of trying to run flee from my mind. It would be a reckless decision to make and would undoubtedly bring me more humiliation. The only thing assuring me that I won’t be killed today is Veronica’s alleged plan. She wants me to mate with her, after all, so how could she let them kill me? It all depends, of course. I try not to think too much about it as I walk outside. I take a deep breath of fresh air and instantly feel better. The air down there is stale. It felt like I was slowly being smothered to death. We’re walking toward the mansion. My guess is that there is going to be a discussion of some kind where I will once
MaxThe pain on my side has diminished considerably but the humiliation I feel is burning right through me and I can't overlook it. I'm locked in a dark cell. Thankfully, I'm alone, so nobody else has to see me being brought down to this level. So many things are going on all at once. I've been extracted from my pack, which is now vulnerable. GrayLeaf can attack at any time and we'll fall, just as they wanted it to. I don't understand for the life of me how Veronica can do this to our pack. Does she really want to see GrayLeaf winning? If so, why? And if not, then what's going through her head? I can't understand her. I realize that I never knew her at all. Helplessness plagues me. I'm here tied to a chair and unable to do a damned thing to stop her and her schemes. What's worse is that she could possibly get us all killed. Playing this game with GrayLeaf is dangerous. Does she even know what she's doing?I don’t know what to call this behavior of hers. Childishness isn’t a good
RayneThe plan we come up with is simple yet effective. I go with Iron and AmberMane to MoonWater and take over. As the Luna, it’s my right to do so. Word will spread to GrayLeaf, undoubtedly, but by then, we’ll be ready. Lambert thinks that we have to attack them first and we have to do it hard. We tell them that we only have two requests to end this war.The first request is that we want them to release Max. The second is we want Veronica. At that point, we’ll tell them everything they’ve done. Lambert will confess everything he did and they’ll probably exile him from the pack, but he says he doesn’t care about that. “Why?” my father asked him. “Why do you want to be exiled from your pack?”“I don’t have anything to do there,” was his answer. “I hate those bastards more than you do. If they hadn’t insisted on marrying her off to an Alpha, she would be alive by now.”I wanted to ask him where he would go but I figured it was too intrusive. It didn’t matter, anyway. What mattered wa
Rayne I look back at him. He’s running his fingers through his hair in despair. I’ve already pieced this together. I know why he’s here demanding this truth from me. Why he’s given me this letter to read. It makes perfect sense. The only reason why I’m not saying anything is because my own heart is shattering. I’ve doubted Max. I thought he was a scoundrel and now I have proof that he isn’t. Veronica did it all. The man gets on his knees, his back facing me. A few beats pass and then he says, “I loved her. You don’t understand how much I loved her. You can’t begin to imagine.”I lick my lips and say, “Sure I can. You literally sabotaged her mating day. You put me there just to prevent her from mating with Max.”He glares at me over his shoulder. I glare right back. I’m trying to keep an eye on him while sorting through the mess in my head simultaneously. It isn’t easy. I’m just thinking about Max and how Veronica ruined us. Tore us apart. I can’t take my attention from him entire
RayneI still haven’t decided if we’re going to go to war against GrayLeaf. I want to. I can’t say that I don’t. They’ve done enough to hurt me and I would be thinking solely of revenge if I chose to fight. The time I spent in that prison was something I’d only wish upon my worst enemy. I have lost too much because of them. I want to fight. I want to bring them to my knees. At the same time, I have no idea if it’s the right move. A leader has to think of everyone else, not just themselves. I would hate it if my father, Darla, or even Victor got hurt because of this thirst for revenge of mine. It’s not fair to them. Besides, fighting means we have to join arms with MoonWater, because otherwise we don’t stand a chance. Do I really want to get that close to Max?I’m going to have to be the one to talk to him, which is why my father said the choice is up to me. He’d probably do it if I asked, or insisted, but that’s a coward’s move. I have to be the one to do it, not him or anyone else