Novels by H. Zester

ADRIAN’S POV“Celestial!” I uttered, my voice low yet serious on the scene before me,I froze, scanning the whole corner of our room, her blue eyeballs glowing like a moon but changing to black all of a sudden; my wolf felt it.Her mind was far gone, gone from Silvercrest, gone from this world. At first I’d thought she was missing her twin sister, Elara, but after observing for months now, it’s beginning to make a lot of sense to me.“Adrian, are you here?” She quickly adjusted herself from the marbled tiled floor she sat on. “When did you come back from the elders meeting?” she asked, like she cared about anything other than herself.“Not quite long,” I responded and continued, “but why are you in such a position?”“What do you mean?” I know she wouldn’t want to accept I caught her this time.“Don’t give me that silly excuse of doing yoga this time.” I hit the nail on the head. She calmed, walked a bit from her present spot, and took her silver armlet from the table.“Why are you tr

ALPHA KAEL’S POV“Alpha Kael!!!”My heart jumped at Marcus’s unexpected entry into the throne room, his aura high as always, the same as when he’s on a mission. “Alpha, the rogues are at it again; they attacked,” Marcus angrily said.His eyes expressing rage from within, I didn’t let that obstruct what I’m about to do before he walked in. Whilst he was waiting for my response, I opened the secret letter brought in last night.It reads, “ALPHA KAEL, WE HEREBY DECLARE MOONCREST TAKEN BY US.”As short as that was, there was no additional sentence saying the sender or their location, but it says it all. Yes, all the necessary hurtful messages were passed across in a sentence. Their domination must've spilled much blood.“My instinct is telling me this letter is from the rogues.” I gave the letter to him. He carefully held on to it like an egg. “This is definitely from them, Alpha Kael,” he growled, crushing his fist together.“Relax, Marcus; we can’t be thinking like them; they are crim

Elara's POV "I think I'm in the wrong place," I mused thoughtfully to myself as I gazed at the long dining table, filled with different kinds of foods and drinks, the ones I've seen and the ones I have not, precisely their native delicacies."Cheers to our victory," Alpha Kael rose to a toast, and they all joined him with their glasses raised. "Cheers!!!" They said simultaneously, and their glasses clinked together. I sat silently, observing everyone from my position at the table; my worried gaze alone says it all. The whole scenario is strange, and I'm the odd one."What are they celebrating?" My mind began to play tricks on me, leaving me vulnerable amongst them."Let the food go round, Cara; let the new bird feast from our hands for the first time." Alpha Kael signaled to his maid.She didn't hesitate; she moved the silver tray around, placing the plate gently in front of each person."Did they win a war, or is it their tradition to celebrate someone that almost died?" The rogue

Kael povI smelled the blood before I saw her.Fresh. Mixed with wolf scent and fear and something else I couldn’t identify.“There,” Marcus pointed to a figure collapsed just inside our border. “It is female. Badly injured.”We approached cautiously. Rogues were always dangerous …especially wounded.But when we got closer, I froze.She was tiny. Silver-white hair matted with blood and dirt. Skin pale as death. Her clothes were torn and soaked red. Bite marks covered her arms and legs…defensive wounds. She’d been running.“Dead?” one of my warriors asked.I knelt beside her and checked her pulse. “Alive. Barely.”“Who is she?”That was the question, wasn’t it? Her scent was strange…familiar somehow but I couldn’t place it. Pack-raised, definitely. High-born from the quality of her remaining clothes. But running alone? Wounded like this?“Should we finish her?” my warrior asked. “Rogue on our territory…”“No.” The word came out harder than I intended. “Bring her to the pack house.”“A

Elera povI ran until my legs hurt like they were breaking.The forest was thick and dark.. branches scratched my fast and my arms. My lungs burned with every breath but I couldn’t stop running , not when my life depended on it.The howls behind me were getting closer.They were hunting me like prey and at this moment that is what I was.Now everyone believes I was a criminal. A thief. Someone who tried to hurt Celestia.It was all lies.But lies didn’t matter when teeth and claws were chasing you.I stumbled over a root and crashed to the ground. Pain shot through my knee. I forced myself up, limping now, my bag bouncing against my back.The howls were so close I could almost feel them.Run. Keep running. Don’t stop… if only I had a wolf.But my body was giving up. I wasn’t a warrior. I never trained for combat like Celestia. I was just a wolfless girl who tried to stay as invisible as possible.And now I was going to die for it.A massive gray wolf burst through the trees to my

Elera povI didn’t sleep.How could I ? My wedding day turned into a nightmare. Adrian rejected me. My father chose Celestia. The pack cheered while I was humiliated.And then Adrian’s warning to run far away if you want to survive. What does that even mean.I sat on my bed, still wearing the dirty wedding dress, trying to make sense of everything. What did he mean? Survive what? What could be worse than what already happened?The morning sun came through my window. Outside, I heard normal pack sounds. People talking. Footsteps. Like nothing had happened. Like my life hadn’t been destroyed yesterday.I stood up and looked in the mirror.I looked terrible. My silver hair was messy and tangled. The makeup around my violet eyes was smeared everywhere. The beautiful dress now looked dirty and wrinkled.I needed answers. I needed to know why my father did this. Why did everything happen the way it did?I needed to talk to him.I took off the ruined wedding dress and let it fall to the floo