What do you think of the lycan king's deal? What might he do now that Kalen's refused?
I splashed chilly water on my face as I tried to wash the fear and desperation away. The nightmares felt worse now that I was here, near Carl. I blew out a breath, trying to calm and recollect myself. Turning to open the door, I gasped when I saw Kalen standing in the doorway.“We need to talk,” he said, his tone serious. “What was that?”“A nightmare,” I admitted. “Sorry, I should’ve warned you.”“You were screaming as if you were being murdered. What are you dreaming about?” he asked, and despite the harshness in his voice, I heard more concern than anger.“We don’t have time. The peace talks will start soon and my nightmares… they require a longer conversation than we had time for.”Kalen’s expression tells me he wants to argue, but he also knows I’m right. “Fine. Later.”“Later,” I repeat. If this Kalen stays instead of the cold, mean version of him, then perhaps it is time to tell him everything.Once ready, we headed to the meeting room. It’s a large conference room. The lycan ki
“No?” the lycan king repeated, as if he couldn’t quite believe Kalen’s response. I know I couldn’t. What did Kalen mean by no? “Think about what you’re doing, boy,” the lycan king warned him as he leaned forward in his chair.“See, just what I thought,” Carl said smugly. “The rogues don’t want peace.”Leaning closer to Kalen, to avoid making a scene in front of the alphas, I hissed, “Kalen, what are you doing?”Kalen ignored me and glared at the king. “I’m not a boy. You can play all of them as you like, but I am not part of your game, old man!”The room fell silent, the tension crackling like a live wire. The assembled alphas exchanged uneasy glances, most bristling at Kalen’s audacity. “Careful Kalen, you tread dangerous ground when you speak to me like that. I’ve allowed much and I’m willing to give you more than perhaps you deserve, but my patience is growing thin,” the lycan king told him.I couldn’t shake the feeling as if I’d missed something, but I didn’t care. Kalen had to say
The drive back to the rogue territory was silent and tense. While that sudden fight with the lycan king’s men gave me doubts, I was still furious with Kalen and his refusal. He didn’t even try to negotiate with the king. He just refused!When we returned, Kalen and Jack rushed off somewhere.“So it was that bad, huh?” Adelaide asked as she walked up to me, watching the two men rush off.“Worse. He didn’t even try to negotiate! Kalen just told the king no, then stormed out of there with no explanation or anything,” I said, my anger resurfacing.“I’m sure–”“He has a good reason? Maybe, but he won’t tell me so good luck figuring what that is,” I said and ran my hands through my hair.“How about we take a walk before you explode,” Adelaide says with a laugh.I give her a weak smile. “That sounds great.”“Oh, we’re coming too,” Sarah said, pulling Thomas along.I wave at them. “Sure, more the merrier.”We started walking towards the forest, taking one of the clearly marked trails. For a w
As soon as I left Alyssa, I headed to my office to meet with Jack. “What do you have?” I demanded, as the door closed. “While James’ men were causing trouble in the peace talks, he stayed here like your father ordered. He hasn’t left this territory.”“Of course,” I said with a scoff. “That way, he can disavow any knowledge of the attempt to disrupt the peace talks. They were working without his knowledge or command.” I scoffed again as I took the Crimson Fang emblem and the coin with James’ mark on it. “He’s playing Father like a fool,” I said, then tossed the pins and coin on the desk. “The real question is, did the two act alone or are they working together?”Jack shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest. “It seems like it, but for the life of me, I can’t see why or how. The Crimson Fang alpha is no one, really. He has no power or influence. Half the alphas think he’s a joke. Then there is James. Why would he work with a pack alpha? He hates the packs. Carl has nothing James
Kalen avoided me for the rest of the day and didn’t go to his room last night. The stress seemed to make the nightmares worse, and I woke up crying so hard I nearly choked on my tears. Exhausted, I wanted to just fall back into the bed and try to run away from reality for a while. I could ignore everything if I couldn’t see it or couldn’t feel it. Then I remembered, I made a promise. Today was the festival, and I had plans to make.I agreed to help Thomas win over Adelaide. With a groan, I stood up from the bed and into the bathroom for a shower, then downstairs for breakfast.“Ah, you’re here,” Thomas said, his face lighting up as soon as he saw me.“I am,” I said, feeling my mood getting lighter at seeing his excitement. “So this is a kind of romantic festival, right? For unmated couples?”“Yeah, there is a bonfire then a moment where in the dark couples find each other and kiss. There are also fireworks.”“Adelaide, I think needs honesty, Thomas. No games, no flowery words. Just co
I went back to the kitchen and took over everyone’s least favorite job, cleaning up. I scrubbed dishes, expecting the head servant to march in and tell me that Kalen demanded I go back outside so he could demean me yet again, or at the very least, for Chelsie to march in here screaming and yelling at me. However, no one bothered me as I worked, and it seemed the festival continued as if nothing had happened. Remembering I also had other things to do, I dried off my hands. I grabbed the bag of food and fireworks and left the kitchen.I glanced over and saw Kalen up on the stage platform with Chelsie on his arm. Taking on the role of Luna, Chelsie announced soon the ‘Encounter’ would begin. The fires extinguished, leaving everyone in darkness, and people searched for their mates based on the pull alone, ignoring all other factors.Music swelled, and people danced around the bonfires. Everyone seemed happy and excited by the prospect of finding their mates or finding a moment with their
Light flickered through the night as people relit the bonfires, chasing the darkness. Kalen relaxed his grip on me and broke our kiss with a look of triumph on his face. I looked over and saw Thomas watching us. Again, guilt filled me and I mouthed the word ‘sorry’ to him as Kalen pulled me against him, glaring at Thomas in a clear sign of possession.Thomas nodded. His expression seemed understanding, which only made me feel worse. He turned and left as Chelsie suddenly screamed. She slapped some man across the face as she shouted at him. “A gamma! A gamma kissed me? How dare you?” Her look of disgust only grew as her eyes fell on me and Kalen. Chelsie shrieked, outraged once more, earning a few chuckles from the crowd, and stormed off away from the festival. Her face was red and flushed, and more people snickered as she passed. Even the guy she slapped laughed. Despite my feelings about her, I couldn’t help feeling sorry for her. People shouldn’t laugh at or humiliate anyone like th
The morning was cool and crisp, and perfect for a walk. Last night left me conflicted. Kalen’s behavior was so hot and cold, but to see him so happy like he was… guilt welled inside me. Not only for Thomas’ ruined romantic gesture for Adelaide, but for the fact I couldn’t give Kalen a proper answer last night. I couldn’t bring myself to talk about Caden with him. As stupid as it sounded, part of me felt as long as Kalen didn’t know about Caden. Then it didn’t really happen. It wasn’t real. Just something like a nightmare.I heard the sounds of arguing as I walked, then saw Adelaide and Chelsie face to face, glaring at each other. “Listen here, I am going to be the luna of this group,” Chelsie demanded. “It’s all but announced. So you better watch yourself,” she demanded, then narrowed her eyes as soon as she saw me. Chelsie marched up to me. “And you don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing?”I held up my hands. This morning, I wasn’t in the mood to fight with her. “I’m just taking
I walked over to the shattered remains of my necklace on the ground. “Caden,” I whispered as I fell to my knees in front of the pieces.“Who is Caden?” Kalen growled, kneeling next to me. There wasn’t a hint of regret in his face as he glared at me, the jealousy obvious in his face.Tears stung my eyes. “Our son. He was our son,” I told him, my voice cracking.Kalen’s eyes shot wide and his complexion went a shade whiter. “What?”I picked up a piece of glass from the pendant, a tear slipping down my cheek. “Shortly after you and father left for the war, I found out I was pregnant. I told Carl and asked for his help to find you. That’s when he told me about who you were, but I didn’t believe him,” I said, then glared at Kalen with bitterness. “I was sure something like that you would’ve told me.”Kalen didn’t say anything, and I continued with a sniff, tears stinging my eyes. “When I refused to believe it, he said it didn’t really matter. You were dead. Carl even faked a scout report
Once I couldn’t hear Kalen and James shouting at each other, I relaxed. I owed the rogue king for letting me leave. For a moment, I worried that he’d want to keep me there too. I walked through the trees of the forest, knowing more or less what direction I’m going. My father taught me how to find my way through the forest.I knew more or less the direction Kalen and I went to meet with the lycan king. He might know something about my father. That was who I needed now, my father. He would make all of this right, somehow. I know it. Dad could always make things right.I’d been walking for hours when I stopped and to take a small break. Setting my bag down, I took out a sandwich and ate it quietly, trying not to think about anything too hard. As I prepared to get up and continue, I heard a twig snap. When I looked in the direction of the sound, I saw three men walking towards me. All three were dirty and looked like they’d been out here for a long time. These men were probably deserters
Kalen“Oh, don’t you dare judge me,” I growled at my uncle. I couldn’t believe what he was doing. “Especially when you have no fucking idea what’s going on,” I told him. Where did he get off saying any of the crap he did? He knew nothing about Alyssa and me, or Chelsie, for that matter. In fact, I didn’t know why either he or father stuck their noses in my relationships. Neither of them mattered. All that mattered was Alyssa.I turned to reason with Alyssa, to explain to myself when I realized she wasn’t there. Panic slammed into me as I looked around. “Where’s Alyssa,” I said, ignoring James and my father. I didn’t see her anywhere.“Kalen,” my father said as I started to walk away from them, his tone sharp and serious. “Stop. She’s gone. Leave her be for now.”“For now? You don’t get it, Father. She’s leaving,” I growled at him, then before I could say anything I added, “And it’s your fault! You let her slip away!” I glared at my father, feeling my rage build. My wolf wanted out. He
I grabbed the duffle bag that was still in the corner. My tears stung my eyes and a few tears slipped down my cheeks as I set it on the bed. I wiped them off, angry they fell in the first place. I didn’t want to cry. Not for Kalen. Not again. I slung the strap on my shoulder and started to leave, then remembered the ring. I took it off and set it on the nightstand. If he was telling the truth about its history, then it didn’t belong to me, but Chelsie. The thought made my stomach churn.Taking paths that led me around the community instead of through it, I did my best to avoid everyone. I didn’t want to talk or explain myself. All I wanted was to leave and get as far away from here as I could. I was nearing the edge of town when I heard the voice of the very last person I wanted to talk to.“Alyssa, wait,” Kalen called after me. I
The next few days, I didn’t see much of Kalen. He seemed to always be in a meeting with someone. I usually kept myself busy in the kitchen and taking walks with Adelaide or Thomas and Sara. Today, however, I was walking alone until I ran into James. He seemed surprised to see me. “Hello, Little Luna. What are you still doing here?”Confused, I asked, “Why wouldn’t I be here?”“I didn’t think you’d want to stick around to see Kalen marry someone else.”“He’s not,” I told him as a matter of fact. This was Kalen’s uncle, so I don’t see the reason to hide that fact: the wedding wouldn’t be happening. “Kalen is going to break it off, tell everyone it was a misunderstanding.”“And when exactly did he say he was going to do this?” James asked, giving me a curious look.“A few days ago. Well, he said it would take time, but still doesn’t change the fact the wedding isn’t happening. Why?”His brow furrowed as he frowned. It was the first time I’d seen him with anything other than that smug smi
“Well, good news is that your heart seems to have only suffered minor damage from the poisonings and currently, your baby seems fine,” the doctor said as we finished up. “But I want you to take some precautions. I know you said you believe you were poisoned when you were in the lycan king’s peace talks, but until we can be sure, I don’t want you taking food from anyone outside the kitchen staff and I also want to do weekly blood draws.”Talking about this sent a chill through me and I nodded. “Of course, whatever you think is best.”“Good. Now I will see you here next week for a blood draw and two weeks after that, we’ll have our first prenatal visit.”Just hearing the word prenatal made my heart jump. I still couldn’t quite believe it. Pregnant. I was pregnant again. “Yeah, okay. See you then,” I said and left the doctor’s office. I took a roundabout way to the communal building to avoid Chelsie.Kalen had said it’d take time to untangle this wedding business, and I don’t think I cou
I stare at the sunlight streaming through the window, surprised and confused. Had I slept through the night? No nightmares? I sat up and rubbed my sleep numb face. For once, I felt rested and ready for the day. I heard Kalen yawn, wrapping his arm around me. He pulled me against him. “Good morning,” he said as he rested his chin on my shoulder.I leaned into his touch and close my eyes, just wanting to live in this moment. “Morning, Kalen.”As if he could read my thoughts, Kalen whispered, “I want every day to be like this, Alyssa. Just you and me.”“It can be. We can be like this every day,” I told him. “But only after you talk to your dad, Cheslie, and whoever about this wedding.” I can’t help the bitterness in my voice as I mention his wedding with the blonde idiot.“Yeah, I know,” he said. His expression seemed to mirror my thoughts on the idea of him marrying her. It settled some of the uneasiness inside me. “However, her dad is a big supporter of my fathers. It’s going to take m
Kalen“Father, what are you doing here?” I asked as I walked into my office. Jack had told me he came, but I hoped my beta was wrong. The idea of my father being here made me nervous, especially after nearly losing it. If Alyssa hadn’t been there…I didn’t even want to think what might have happened.“Can’t a father check up on his son?” The king said, leaning back in my chair, sitting at my desk as if he owned the place.“We’re in the middle of a war, right after a failed attempt at peace. I’d assume you’d have other things to do besides pay me a visit,” I told him, crossing my arms over my chest.My father sighed and sat up. “Look, Kalen, I’ve been hearing some things and I’m not sure what to make of them.”A jolt of panic rushed through me, but I fought it down. Clenching my jaw, I took a moment to master myself. “You came all the way here for rumors?”“Are they rumors?” Father asked, leaning forward to look at me. “Why is the Crimson Fang Luna here? Why did you take her to the peac
I hurried away from Kalen as fast as I could, without it looking like I was running from him. Once I was calmer and had a better control over my emotions, I would talk to him. Right now, I needed space and something to do. I knew the perfect place to go to help me think and do something — the kitchen.The chef was an older, lithe man who lit up as soon as I offered to help. “Ah, wonderful! Alyssa, you are a lifesaver. Can you take that on?” he said, gesturing toward the mountain of dishes accumulated after breakfast.“Of course, Marcel,” I tell him, and walk over to the large sink.“Thank you,” he said, then glanced at me. “Few people volunteer for the grunt work of cooking.”“It helps me think,” I admit,