Lor It’s amazing, the way I have been married to my Luna for close to three centuries now, and in all of that time, I have never walked this path. This path that leads to her chambers. I would have been just fine not walking it for another three centuries. “Alpha!” The two males at the door touch their fists to their hearts and bow their heads. Head cocked, I come to a stop in front of them. “What is going on here?”“Luna Emma asked us to keep watch at her door.” “Keep watch for who?”They exchange an uneasy glance and one of them clears his throat. “For Miss Dontellar of Creed pack. She is not to be allowed into the chambers.”I scoff. Emma, dramatic as always. “Move.”I push into her chambers and the ladies with their heads together talking furiously jump and glance at each other guiltily. “Alpha!” They rise and pay their respects. The topic of conversation couldn’t be more obvious. I see Emma wasted no time. “Get out.” I grit out and they hurry to scramble out of the room.
CelineMy stay in Blood-bound pack has become torture. Nessa is not speaking with me, the other ladies are alienating me. Disapproving gazes follow me down the halls like the press of an executioner’s ax. So I escaped to my chambers, and yet I find no peace. Fleetingly, I think of going home, running away from all this. Father would receive me with suppressed joy. My sisters would be happy to see me. I wouldn’t have to deal with this anymore, wouldn’t have to feel like an outsider. It would be taking the easy way out. But the thought of putting some distance between Lor and I sends my heart into a panic. Strung up, I pace the floor of my room, fighting the urge to find him. He feels like my home and goddess knows I could use one right now. Finally, I can’t take it anymore and I find Ken. He is laughing and having a conversation with a few other males. “Hey.”He looks down at me and his grin grows wider. I’m a little surprised, and I half-expect his smile to morph into a sneer, that
Celine“In a good mood aren’t you?” The voice makes me spin around and I come face to face with Emma’s sneer.“Emma.”She steps fully into my room, looking around.“I gave you one of the best rooms, you know.” She laughs derogatorily. “I did not know I was entertaining the very thing poisoning my marriage.”I gulp down my apprehension and take a step forward. “Emma, I can explain. I swear I never had any intention of hurting you or keeping it from you. I’m his mate, and I wanted to tell you so many times but the timing just never felt right.”She pins me a scrutinising gaze, her sneer constant. “Never the right time? I bet. It was exciting wasn’t it? Sneaking around, sneaking a fuck with my husband when no one’s looking. I bet that was your favourite part. ‘We shouldn’t be doing this.’” Her voice gets high and mocking as she tries to imitate me. I cringe away from her acid.“I am ‘not’ the type of woman that likes sneaking around, Emma, believe it or not. It was just very frustrati
Neem “What are you doing in bed? Get to work!” The sharp tongue and the stiff joyless face belongs to the female I’ve learned is the headservant, Sera. “Huh.” I grunt. I’ve still not gotten used to not having a tongue. The feeling is bizarre. I didn’t know just how much space my tongue was taking in my mouth until it was taken away and now it feels like I have a hollow crevice leading into my stomach. The times I subconsciously speak out loud is the worst. I sound like an animal in pain. I hurry to brush my hair up into a tight ponytail and shimmy into the uniform that was provided me. In a land where everyone aspires to shield themselves from eyes by wearing huge cloaks, my uniform is a revelation. The material is thin and sheer, the top is sleeveless and bares the flat expanse of my belly. The skirt is just as short, stopping just below my ass. No matter how much I adjust and pull it down, the outfit is uncompromising. I am showing a shit load of skin and that makes me uncomfo
NeemShit. Shit. Shit. That is all I’m thinking as I stumble towards my room. The king’s fucking cupbearer. I thought it was an honourable job, a job of trust where I would ensure no drinks are tainted. I had no idea I‘m supposed to be serving myself to him. My blood. My skin crawls from the remembrance of his mouth on my skin, his teeth digging into my flesh. Aden warned me, why the fuck didn’t I listen?“You.” I straiten to find one of the other servants looking at me. Mia, I think her name was. She is tall with glowing olive skin and legs for miles. “What are you doing?”She comes closer and her gaze falls on my ripped bloody shoulder and her eyes grow wide. She sneaks a look around the hallway before she grabs my arm. I don’t have the tongue to scream as she jerks me into the corner and slams a door behind us. She backs me into a corner and I curve inwards to protect my shoulder from her. “Abnormo.” She says. My eyes widen with fear cascading through my veins. “How?” I open m
CelineThe commotion outside gets my attention. My windows are open and raised voices reach me, making me frown with confusion. If it's not me causing trouble then who is?I throw a large shirt on and head out and I've not even stepped out when I smell the distinctive scent of blood. Not unusual in these parts but my frown deepens as I get closer. Underneath the scent of blood is the scent of taint. Not wolfsbane, something else that I've not smelled before but which smells very wrong and... familiar? I hurry out of the pack house and yet I'm not ready to see Tate, pressing a hand hard into his side where a huge chunk of his torso is missing."What the fuck?" I say, horrified. He is not the only one. There are six other wolves, including the woman Tate was fucking who looks way worse than him. And it's not even the worst thing about the scene, their wounds are not healing. I can see his flesh struggling to repair itself and but the gaping wound is unable to close. The front doors are
CelineThere are more people that have turned out than I expected. The training yard is teeming with males and females and none of them look worried. If anything, they look excited because they already know the outcome of the duel. Emma is going to eat me alive and spit my bones out. I rub my arms to chase away the goosebumps and my anxiety. Why in the name of the goddess did I agree to a duel? She was laying the condescension too thick and I have too much pride which wouldn’t be a problem if I could back it up. Now, I might have just given her a one way ticket to my mate. “Celine.” I jump, startled when Lor comes to a stop in front of me. “I know, I know!” By the look on his face, he thinks I’m the most stupid female alive. “I wasn’t thinking straight okay? I just... couldn’t let her win so easily.”“We both agree on something. I’ll call the duel off.”“What? No!” He is turning away when I grab his arm. “You can’t do that.”“I’m not in the mood to watch you get yourself killed.”“
CelineThe sound of her body crashing into the wall is loud in the collective silence. I don’t question it, I let my hate and my anger lead me. I feel what my wolf feels acutely, untempered fury that she dares to lay claim to my mate. Her wolf shakes off my attack and watches me warily from the other side of the room. “Punish her.” My wolf whispers. I go after her and teeth bared, she lunges at me. I grab her huge body from the air once again and grip her wide open jaws. With a flex of my arms, I pull her mouth apart and it rips at the edges into a wide bloody smile. Her growl turns into whimpers of pain as I slam her back on the ground, cracking her spine. In an instant, she turns into her human form, her body bloody and her mouth sewing itself back up. “How?” I hear a horrified whisper from the sidelines. Quinn. “I thought she was an Abandoned.” Annie whispers so low it is like she is afraid of being heard. Their voices distract me for a second, bringing me back to my senses
Neem "I thought you would be done dressing up. We are going to be late." I tell Aden. "These buttons are hell." He mutters. "There should be about a hundred buttons on here.""Hardly." I say, amused. "There are only fifteen."Our clothes in Lyria never had buttons and it's always amusing that something so simple always gives him so much trouble. "Might as well be a hundred." He mutters and shaking my head, I go to help. He stares down at me as I work one button to the next. "You are staring.""I can't help it, you're beautiful." He says and I smile. "One would think you were only seeing me for the first time.""It feels like that sometimes." He says. "Sometimes I wake up amazed to have you by my side.""Only sometimes?" I tease him and he laughs. "Come here." He pulls my lips to his and kisses me and I forget about the buttons as I hold on, revelling in the movement of his lips on mine. I moan when his tongue darts in to taste me and his hands clench conclusively on my ass. "D
EmmaOne of the creatures runs at us, foaming at the mouth and bleeding from a dozen cuts. Celine intercepts him and kills him and I stare at her. “They said you controlled these creatures. Control them and end this wretched war.”She shakes her head. “It’s not that easy anymore. I was able to control them when my cat was dominant, when they absorbed my wolf. Someone donated her energy to bring back my wolf, but she neglected to mention that I would lose control of the soldiers when she is restored. I wouldn’t have it any other way anyway.”I sneer. “How pathetic. Of what use are you with your wolf then? You should sacrifice her to save hundreds of lives if need be but you are nothing but selfish as ever.”Her brows rise. “I’m not receiving a lecture on selflessness from you, am I? Now I have seen it all.”Behind us, Lor finally rips the king’s heart out with a roar. The war seems to stop for a second, everyone watching as he twists his head off his throat and sends it flying. And t
Celine They are unending. It is as if the entire world has moved against the Island. My soldiers are not enough, and so people of Lyria have joined, fighting against the enemy but they are lacking in spirit. Perhaps because they have been broken down by the economy but they fall like corn stalk against the enemy. I keep soldiers on their leader constantly, but he is not the only one to be worried about. My soldiers tear into most of the soldiers before they have a chance to defend themselves but too many of them are experienced killers, cutting through our numbers in swaths. I glance behind me but the king and the Whisperer are now gone from their perch, and then finally the harpies are released. Terrible terrible creatures that can ice the blood in your veins with a touch. Where they go, death follows, immortals shrivelling up and dying in numbers. And yet more of their army comes. There are about ten of the harpies and I’m surprised when one of them streams from the ground right i
CelineI feel it when Ismir dies, like a lance directly into my heart. I scream in pain and my attack falters. No. I look back, knowing I will not find him at he balcony he once occupied with his father and the Whisperer. My eyes meet his father’s and I wonder if he knows. My distraction costs me. Strong arms wrap around me from behind and I’m plastered hard against a male chest. “Stand back.” He orders the creatures, keeping them in front of us and me as a shield between them. They angle and pace, the front liners reluctant to attack and skewer me. “What do you think you are doing?” I grit out, trying to break out of his grip but he’s too strong. “You’re coming back with me.” He says, shuffling back. I burst into laughter, a little hysterical. “Are you daft as fuck? You want to leap through the barrier to freedom? The both of us will die before our next breath.”“I passed through the barrier to get here.” He says, his voice resolved. “By some freak accident. You will not be so
EmmaHe has grown so much in three days alone, this baby that has become my last surviving shield.“Dan!” I snap, heading to the balcony. “Yes, Emma.” She says from where she balances precariously on the ledge, not even bothering to look up. I thought the female stuck to my side because she had grown a soft side for me, as I have worked hard to lower her guard. I should have known better, she is an omega herself, an emotional fortress. Since the end of the three days that we raised Alaric, she has completely withdrawn, not even bothering to stand for any other person but the little brat. ”You said the three days were all we needed to ensure his survival.”“Yes. Your boy is stronger than a horse.” She says, raising her face to the sun. “Mama!” The culprit comes toddling out, holding chubby little hands out to me with a grin. I stare at him, my face going sour. “So why the hell does he still follow me around everywhere?!” I ask in dismay. I can’t look across a room without finding h
Neem“You found the source.” He says. His voice is cold and the way he is looking at me scares me. I affect a light tone. “Prince Ismir-““I cannot allow you to live.” Chills race down my spine and I laugh awkwardly. “What are you talking about?” I say, my voice pleading. I always knew my inquisitiveness would land me in trouble one day. I cannot believe the day is finally here. “Why do you always have to go around snooping and putting yourself in situations you have no business being in?”“I’m sorry!” I say, taking a step forward. “I’m sorry okay? This will never happen again.”“You are right, it won’t.” He says and then he shifts. I scream and dive to the side as he leaps, coming up on my knee and watching him nearly crash into the crystals. He sidesteps them in a precarious move in the last second and spins around, furious. I’ve never seen him shift, and for good reason, I realise. That is no wolf, he looks like he belongs amongst the deformities on the front line. He is thre
NeemI burst into the library, unconcerned about the racket I’m making as I race through the shelves to the back. Maria is reading a book and doesn’t bother to put it down. “Ordinarily, you should be banned from coming into the library.” She says placidly. “Outside.” I say urgently. “They are engaged in a fight. Celine and-““I know.” She cuts me off, not taking her eyes off the book. I gape at her. “You do? Then how can you be so calm?”“I am calm. I would recommend some to you too. What concern is it of mine if two idiots want to kill each other?”She’s right, she doesn’t give a fuck. She has said it enough times and yet she was the first person I thought of when I needed help.“I need your help.” I say and she finally puts the book down and pins with a stare piercing enough to make me squirm. “I see you got your tongue back.”“I need your help.” I say again, refusing to be redirected. “No.” She says, making me gape again. “No? But you don’t even know what I want to ask.”“I d
Prince Ismir“How did he come through the barrier?” Father snarls, finally thrown off his feet by the unexpected happening. “I don’t know.” The Whisperer says, my first time hearing him utter those words. “It should be impossible.”Apparently not, if he’s right there. “What do you know about him?” I ask. There is something about him that has my hair standing on end. It is simply my most primitive instincts recognising a threat, a major one.“Nothing,” The Whisperer says. “But judging by his power and the fact that he entered the barrier unscathed, there are only a few people that come to mind. I believe that is her mate, the one commonly known as the demon wolf.”“What?” I say, startled out of the blue. Is that where the sense of familiarity comes from? Am I feeling her familiarity with him? “She does not look like she recognises him.” I say, tracing her location.“Not with the the amount of poison we had to pump into her system.” He says. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t ev
LorFor the umpteenth time, I put a hand on the barrier and it goes straight through. My hand curls into a tight fist and I punch it hard. Nothing. It is just air. The demarcation that shows the island of Lyria, a slight shimmer in the air is quite obvious if you know what you are looking for. Otherwise, your eyes would probably skip right over it. We have besieged this perimeter for two days now and to my frustration, we have nothing to show for it. Not a soul has stepped out of it, and neither can we step inside either. If I didn’t have a strong gut feeling that she is behind that barrier, I would have believed that it is all a conjecture of my deranged mind.Maddilla comes to a stop beside me and peers into the barrier. It is not just Bloodbound pack but nearly every damn pack this side of the world out here. There are more than a hundred and fifty packs here, each one of them as eager and enthusiastic to pierce the barrier of the island as the next. I didn’t have much convincing