NeemI creep through the palace towards where I’m sure the library is. My chance is finally here, to have access to the castle library’s vast records. The king and the prince have been away since yesterday and the castle appears to feel it. It feels like the pressing noose of formality is gone and there are even a few casual laughters in the hallway. I wondered briefly what could be so important as to require both of their attention, along with the The Whisperer but I wasn’t going to turn down the brilliant opportunity. Finally, I come across the double doors and eagerly go in. It is brilliantly lit, enormous with a roof so high I would have to be thirty foot tall to reach the tallest shelf. It is an entire world in here, a world captured by ink and paper. Captivated, I pad forward, running my fingers down the rows of books and I smile when my hand comes away without even a speck of dirt. They take good care of this place... but I notice I’m the only one here. How can they have suc
NeemA day later, the king is back alone and my unofficial vacation is cut short. “The king sent for you.” Sera says, filling my doorway. When I step out and see the two wolves waiting to escort me, my anxiety hits the roof. Why, oh why is the first thing the king thinking of doing after his trip drinking from me? He has left the affairs of the kingdom to the officials for days. He should be busy with that instead. The wolves match my strides, standing so close I feel like I’m being escorted to the gallows. My hands twitch to ask questions, like where the prince went and if he’ll be coming back soon but the last of my common sense keeps my hands down. They will most likely not even understand what I’m saying, and if they do, it will get to the king. He took my tongue so I cannot communicate, if my hands have found such new use he’ll take them too. And so, I leave myself and my fate to the Mizuki themselves, never mind that the pillars of our world seem to be on the king’s side. “
NeemSince that unfortunate evening, I have withdrawn back into my shell. On the way from the throne room where I just served the king yet again, this time being just my blood, I grit my teeth and try to contain my anger. I should be choosing my two days of break of soon and I’ll make sure to bring my first one forward. Right now, I crave Aden, his gentle touch, his welcoming passion. I wish he was here to erase the king’s touch from my skin. Every time I remember him my skin crawls. He literally forced himself on me, and since that evening yesterday, I’ve lived in fear that I will be summoned privately again. “You’re trailing blood down the hall!” Sera’s voice snaps and I glance up to find her clipping her way towards me. I’m grateful she took my tongue. If I opened my mouth and spoke to her, my words would be as sharp and barbed as iron. I glance behind me at the trail and shrug. How about someone else clean them? That’s their own job isn’t it?I nod briefly to her and make my w
NeemWhen I hoped the prince would come back, it surely wasn’t in this fashion.The infirmary is packed tight, and commands are being barked from every corner. The sense of urgency is palpable as the physicians try to have some control over the situation before the king makes his way here. Sera shoves me forward but I’m still a block of ice.The crowd parts and I see the prince, pale and unconscious. His skin has a reddish, purplish tinge to it and he looks like he has lost a tonne of weight. It is so different, so lifeless from the last time I saw him that it is hard to believe it is the same male. “Go on.” Sera grits out and gets a grip on my arm, dragging me forward. Shocked, I follow, right as the head physician pushes his way past us to the table. “Tell me what happened.” He commands. “The prince was poisoned with silver.” One of the other physicians reply. “How did it happen?” He asks, prying his jaws apart to peer inside. “What have you given him?”“We don’t know how it hap
CelineThis night, I tell myself. My journey on the road will end tonight. By early tomorrow, I should be safely in my own pack. I ride hard on a horse while Cain lopes beside me in his wolf form. Since we stepped foot out of Blood-bound pack, we have not taken even a minute rest. I know how fast Lor is. When he finds out I’m gone and he comes after me, he will catch up if we take the littlest stop. That is why I created the distraction. I took my packed box afterall, and asked for a carriage. Staining one of my clothes with my scent, I put them all in the carriage and set a course for my pack. Out of sight of anyone from Bloodbound however, I took a horse and took a shortcut with Cain while the carriage continued towards our pack. He will chase after the carriage long before he knows I’m not on it. But with every mile we cover, away from his territory, I feel sick and I grow weak. I hide it of course. A little sickness will not take me back to the most toxic environment I’ve ever s
Celine“What did you say? You ran away from the demon wolf?!” Father asks, his voice rising. In the study of his chambers, he, my mother and Annika look upon me for explanations. “Yes.” I say. I had to blurt it out so they know the severity of the situation. Father already looks stressed and when he turns a dark look on me, I shrink back into myself. “What did he do? If that bastard laid a finger on you I will kill him with my bare hands.” He thunders. I realise suddenly, the darkness of his mood doesn’t come from being angry that I ran away, it comes from not being able to protect me while I was under Lor’s mercy. It takes everything in me to keep my feet planted on the floor and not run across the room for a hug. My heart stirs and grows wings. This is what family is like. “He didn’t.” I say. “He never hurt me physically in any way.”“I heard strange rumours.” Annika says, taking a step forward. “That the Luna of Blood-bound is pregnant. I thought they had to be mistaken. Is it
Emma“What use have we of a premature wolf?” The male that Reenan brought me to rages. His face turns a darker shade of red every time he glances at me, like I make him furious by just existing. I cower against the far wall, wrapping my arms tight around myself. I’ve not tried to attack him after the first time. After so many blows, I’ve quickly learnt my place. I am officially a stray, homeless and unwanted. “I couldn’t very well kill the bitch.” Reenan rants. “Though I would have loved to.” He sends me a dark look that makes me fold in on myself.Some of those times when I attacked him with the force of my rage, I almost wished he would accidentally kill me. I would be welcomed by my parents and the goddess would smite him to dust. Other times, I thought I should take my own life but ultimately my cowardice won. I stayed alive and bore the brunt of the humiliation. I was too weak, too afraid to follow after my parents. “Well, find some damn use for the girl.” The man barks and pa
CelineI remember the feeling of anger and frustration perfectly, because I’m feeling it again. “The desiccated wolf hunter struck again.” Shawn, Father’s beta says. “What pack?”“Aqua belt. They took away the alpha’s beta herself.”How daring. The Alpha of Aqua belt is mysterious enough, but everyone agrees he is up there on the list of wolves you should not mess with. Is this a statement they are trying to make? That they can target anyone, even such a powerful Alpha’s closest wolves. “They are bound to make mistakes one of these days. Did they leave any sort of clue behind?” I ask. “No. I hear Alpha Hadrian is giving a huge reward to anyone that can bring information to the hunter.”“If information was lying around, we would have found it since.” I growl. “Send an emissary to him. He should join with us to find them. It is unacceptable how much the hunter’s reputation has grown. He creeps into any pack of his choice and kills wolves and nobody can stop him or even recognise hi
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