A DESPERATE PLEA

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• FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire    WHERE IT HURTS THE MOST

  Kael gasped.Alaric’s eyes snapped open.Kael’s hand flew to his belly.“Kael?” Alaric sat up instantly. “What is it—what’s wrong?”Kael’s face twisted. “I don’t… I don’t know, it’s—” His words choked off as another wave hit, sharper this time.A jolt of pain. Deep. Low. Wrong.Alaric was already on his feet, holding him. “Kael. Look at me. Hey—hey, breathe, baby. What’s going on?”But Kael didn’t answer. He curled into himself, breathing fast, clutching his stomach.And just like that, peace slipped through their fingers.“Is it hurting too much? Can you hang on for me to go get grandma?”“No,” Kael whispered, gripping Alaric’s hand when he tried to stand. “Don’t call for Grandma. Just… stay. Please. Just stay.”The urgency in his voice wasn’t loud, but it was enough to make Alaric freeze. Kael’s knuckles were white where they clutched his wrist. His breathing was labored, his brow glistening with sweat. But his eyes—those wide, haunted eyes—were begging.“Alright,” Alaric said gentl

• FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire    WHEN THE MOON PULLS US HOME

  Kael walked the familiar hall in silence, his steps slow, unsure—like a ghost tracing old memories. The palace was quiet, but inside him, everything screamed. The weight of the past days pressed down on his chest, yet the pull toward their chamber—his chamber—was stronger.It's been a few days, a few too slow, too dull, too painful, days for Kael, since he's been away from his Alpha.He didn’t know if he was ready to see Alaric.But he wanted to.And when the scent hit him—faint but distressed, like crushed cedar and rain—it almost buckled his knees.He’s hurting.Kael pressed his hand to the wooden door, exhaled shakily, and pushed it open.The living area was dim, untouched. The silence ached.But then, movement—just a shuffle. He turned toward the bed and froze.Alaric was on the floor, knees folded, shoulders hunched.His face buried in a bundle of soft fabric.Kael’s clothes.Not folded. Not packed. Just… held.Kael took a step, then another. His heart was already breaking, but t

• FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire    BROKEN MOMENT

  The poison was gone, the servant taken away for questioning, but the air in Grandma’s chamber still felt tight. The windows had been flung open, incense burned to drown out the lingering bitterness of near-death, but Kael could still taste the metallic fear on the back of his tongue.He sat quietly in the armchair by the hearth, blanket draped over his shoulders though the room wasn’t cold. His hands trembled slightly, not from the chill—but from the weight of everything pressing on his chest.Grandma stirred the tea kettle gently, though they both knew he wouldn't drink anything from the kitchens anytime soon. After a while, she spoke—not about the attempt, not about the fear, but about something deeper.“How long will you keep staying away from him?” she asked softly.Kael turned his head, eyes still puffy from earlier, but dry now. He didn’t respond.Grandma didn’t push, just walked over, setting the untouched kettle aside and sitting beside him. Her voice was gentle, like a lullab

• FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire    A DEAL BETWEEN WOLVES

  The moon sat high and distant, pale behind a curtain of clouds, casting long silver shadows over the outer gardens of the palace. Beneath its glow, two figures stood shrouded in velvet cloaks near the back of the royal stables—just far enough to be missed, just close enough to still see the faint flicker of torchlight from the main hall.Casian was the first to speak.“You’re sure no one followed you?”Amora shot him a sharp glance. “I’m not a fool, Casian. You don’t need to ask me that every time.”“I ask,” he muttered, “because the stakes are too high now for either of us to be careless.”A silence settled. Then Amora reached into the folds of her cloak and pulled out a sealed vial, its contents glistening a dark, oily purple under the moonlight.“What is that?” Casian asked warily.“A wolfbane compound. Slow acting. Disguises itself as a fever first. A harmless tea will carry it. Painless. Quiet.”“And the child?” Casian asked, less out of concern and more for strategy.Amora didn’

• FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire    WHISPERS IN THE NIGHT

  The west wing of the palace had long been forgotten—shattered halls and moth-eaten tapestries, cracked chandeliers suspended like relics from a crumbling world. But it was perfect for secrecy. Perfect for rot. And Prince Casian liked it that way.He stepped through the broken doorway of what had once been a grand ballroom. Now, it echoed with silence and dust. At the far end, bathed in a wash of silver moonlight that spilled through fractured stained-glass, stood Amora. Crimson robed. Barefoot. Still.She didn’t turn when he entered. “You’re late.”Casian exhaled a dry breath through his nose. “You’re early.”Amora finally looked over her shoulder. Her smile was thin. “Couldn’t sleep. Must be the joy of pregnancy.”He didn’t rise to the bait.Casian’s boots echoed as he approached, slow and deliberate. He stopped beside her without ceremony, both of them facing the cold remains of the ballroom.“It worked,” she said. “They believed it.”“They had no reason not to.” Casian’s voice was

• FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire    THE SPACE BETWEEN US

  Kael moved like a ghost, barely there. No footsteps, just the hush of cloth against cloth as he folded things into that battered bag, the same one Alaric used to pack for him, back when packing meant hope and not escape. Only the basics this time. A tunic, some spare trousers, the oils that made his skin stop screaming, that balm for the deep ache twisting his insides. Everything else? Untouched. Left behind. Memories clinging to every corner, but none of them felt like his anymore. Not after this morning. Not after the words he’d caught—words that shattered whatever “theirs” used to mean.The room—God, it used to be a haven, moonlight dripping all over, and Alaric’s scent gracing it into the kind of place you could breathe easily. Now? Just a shell. Shadows in all the wrong places. Kael moved, stiff and cautious, pausing now and then to hang onto the table or bedframe, riding out that hot stab in his belly. But it wasn’t his body making him want to scream. It was something bigger, me