THE TASTE OF PEACE, THE SCENT OF STORMS

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• FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire    THE ECHO OF BLOOD AND LOVE

  (Kael’s POV)I didn’t remember walking out of Grandma’s room. My feet moved on their own. The echo of her words still clung to the walls of my chest, a heaviness I couldn’t name sinking deeper with every breath.Ask your mother who your father is.Ask whose blood runs through your veins.Ask whose soul you’re tied to.I sat on the edge of the bed in our—my—chamber, and stared at nothing. The bag Alaric brought sat unopened in the corner, and my palms were still cold. My chest… ached. But it wasn’t the pregnancy. It wasn’t even the aftermath of the tears I thought I was done crying.It was the confusion.I’d been raised by a woman who held my hand through nightmares, who fed me, clothed me, sacrificed for me. My mother was all I ever knew—everything I ever needed. I’d never cared that my father wasn’t in the picture. I didn’t ask questions. Not because I didn’t want to know, but because I trusted her. If he was gone, then maybe he should stay gone. That was my logic.Until that one mom

• FORBIDDEN BOND: The Alpha's Desire    TAKE HIM HOME

  (Alaric’s POV)I didn't care what tradition said.If the palace expected me to walk a respectable three paces behind my Omega or to keep my distance for propriety’s sake—they could all burn for all I cared. Kael walked beside me, our hands brushing occasionally, and I kept close enough to catch him if he so much as stumbled.Right now I don't even care that they see him as my servant who shouldn't be this close to me.After everything… after almost losing him again, I wasn’t spending a single second more apart.Not for the court.Not for Amora.Not even for the Moon Goddess herself.He wanted to see Grandma. I had my own reasons for coming—namely, who the hell had grown stupid enough to try and poison my mate?As we entered her chamber, the air held the familiar scent of dried herbs and clean parchment. Kael was quickly pulled into a hug by her, soft words exchanged, but my gaze stayed fixed on the small bag tucked by the reading chair—Kael’s bag. The one he packed when he thought he’

• 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’