ELIJAHI huff. “My social and romantic calender isn’t any of the King’s concern, General,” I reply. A cruel smile twists the corner of Cyrus’s lips, the amusement in his eyes devoid of warmth. "Oh, it most certainly is,” he purrs, his voice sending a shiver down my spine despite the heat simmering
ELIJAHMy body stiffens, a cold dread pooling in my gut. An attack! No. I push his hand from my shoulder, a growl erupting from my throat that echoes in the room. “Attack? The King thinks he can bully his way into another pack's territory without repercussions? Does he think I'm blind to his pathe
ELIJAHCyrus’s lips stretch into a humorless smile, devoid of warmth or amusement. “See it how you want,” he says, his voice dripping with cruel indifference. “But the truth remains—disobey the King’s orders, and the consequences will be swift and brutal. Your precious Verena, your son, the entire
ELIJAHJoshua’s eyes turn wide, his jaw dropping slack for a moment. Then, a grin splits his face wide. “Really?” he bonds, his voice filled with disbelief and delight. "You're not pulling my leg here, are you?” he asks. “No, I’m serious, I admit, a touch of desperation creeping into my voice. "I k
ELIJAH “Rowan will find other ways to separate us, but once I get married to Rena, we can plan how to break the pact together. For now, this is the best way to prevent Rowan from attacking her.” I say. It isn’t the ideal plan, but it's the only way I can protect them without breaking any contact wi
VERENAA dark shape materializes in the doorway, momentarily blocking the moonlit path that stretches across my bed. My heart skips a beat as I recognize Elijah’s silhouette. As he steps closer, the moonlight baths his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the worry etching in the lines
VERENAHis gaze follows mine to the bandage, a flicker of worry crosses his features. "The doctors said your muscle tissues and tendons were damaged," he explains, his voice soft but firm. "The wolf's bite punctured pretty deeply. They stitched the wound closed, and it's healing, but it'll take time
VERENAI clearly remember how strong those wolves were. They can’t be of any normal Shadow Den gang. They can’t be ordinary wolves. If Serena hadn’t used her powers at the last moment, we would have been dead meat. I look at my arms. Those powers that came out of me…it wasn’t in my control. I wish
VERENAMazie bites her nail, her eyes lost in thought. “Um, one of my friends in the orphanage was sold to the royal family as a maid by our… w-warden.” Her face turns bitter on mentioning her. “This man came to the orphanage to take her to the castle. I was there and trying to help my friend fight
VERENAThis isn't "nothing." This is worse than I let on, worse than I dared to admit even to myself. A whimper escapes my lips before I can clamp it down. Shame burns hot on my cheeks.Carlisle’s face swims into focus as he walks closer to me. “Don’t push yourself too far, Verena,” he whispers and
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