All Chapters of Wolf King (Wolves Of The Night Book 1): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

He lay down next to me, then nosed at my neck, and at the fur behind my ear. His exhale washed over me, and having his scent so close soothed me, made my pulse slow down as exhaustion washed over. He pressed close, his warm bulk surrounding mine. Distantly, I knew this wasn’t appropriate, but the protest was faint, like a mosquito buzzing. Easy to wave away and ignore. Especially when I was so tired. And the king smelled so good. And he was so warm. And the den was so safe. I huffed an exhale and nuzzled closer.Sleep, his voice rumbled. I’ll protect us.Sleep fell over me like a heavy blanket, comfortable and warm.When I woke up, enough time had passed that the early morning light was beginning to filter intothe opening of the cave. I hummed, blinking slowly into wakefulness. My whole body was deliciously sore, like the day after a particularly good sparring session, and my usually circling thoughts were finally quieted. I nuzzled closer to the warm body beneath me. The broad, musc

My maidservants and I made it back to my room thankfully undisturbed. Once Amity had locked the door behind me, she took the shawl and sighed. “We were so worried last night, milady,” she said. “We heard what happened at the ball.”“I’m sorry,” I said. “I’ll explain.”“You needn’t explain,” Rue said, “we’re just glad you’re all right.”That only made me feel worse. “Thank you,” I said quietly. “Would you mind if I took a bath?”“Of course not,” Amity said. “Rue, would you fetch Lady Reyna some breakfast?”“Certainly.” Rue opened the door, then shifted back into her wolf form to traverse the halls.Amity ran the bath, and I shed the servant’s dress and climbed in gratefully. The heat immediately soothed my sore muscles. I hurried to wash off the dirt and sweat that had accumulated from the running. There was even dirt under my toenails. Once the worst of it was off, and I was soaking, Amity poured clean hot water over my hair and began to carefully work her fingers through the tangles.

I raised my eyebrows. In the manor, there were always prying eyes and ears. I wanted to hear why Fina had been eliminated—and if the council had said anything about me or Adora. I needed to be prepared for the rest of this competition in any way I could be.“I’ll need to get some extra layers,” Fina said, “but I’d love to.”Adora laughed. “Let me fetch you a pair of my extra gloves,” she said. “They’ll change your life.”We parted ways to hurry to our rooms to get our cloaks, with plans to meet outside the manor near the gardens. As I made my way down the quiet hall toward my quarters, a dark figure turned the corner, heading toward my room.I paused. The figure was too tall to be one of my maidservants. Who would be creeping toward my room? I pulled the knife from my waistband and unsheathed it. I was done taking chances around this manor.Slowly, quietly, I crept around the corner, blade drawn.Standing at my door was the tall general from last night. Cyran. He had sharp hearing and

That was apparently the right decision. The duchess paid her no mind as she disappeared into the manor. Adora and I stood side by side in front of her, both of us red-cheeked from the walk, with snow in our pale blonde hair. The duchess didn’t look happy to see either of us. “The council had decided one more trial is in order to decide which of you is fit to become Queen of Frasia.”Adora nodded, and I did the same. It was admittedly hard to find the right words when faced with the queen staring me down like this.“You will both be spending an evening with the king,” she said. “Dinner.” “Alone?” I asked.The duchess’ gaze slid to me. “Yes,” she said. “Alone. Is that a problem, Lady Reyna?” “N-no,” I stammered. “No, not a problem at all.”“I would hope not,” the duchess said, “as this is the man who may become your husband. I would hope you did not require a chaperone to be comfortable in his presence.”“Of course not,” Adora said. “It’s an honor, Duchess.”The duchess afforded Adora a

“I hear you’ve been spending most of your free time with Fina and Adora,” the king said. He took a bite of the well-seasoned meat first, and I did the same. It was so tender it nearly melted on my tongue. “And that this is why Fina has chosen to stay in Efra for the remainder of the competition despite her dismissal.”I nodded. “They’re lovely women. They’ve been so kind to me throughout this process. The competition is a bit nerve-racking” –that made the king smirk— “and having those friendships has made it much easier. Especially for me, since I’ve never had many friends at home.”The words were simply spilling off my tongue, but this time it wasn’t the wine forcing my hand. It was just the king’s presence. Even with my nerves and my wolf’s sudden wakefulness, the king’s attention was so…simple. In this context, without the council around us, or the prying eyes of the court, or my confusion about his attention in the quiet of the halls or the spell of the forest, he looked curious.