Novels by Lucybasil

The Mystic Forest was really different from the Blackwood square. It was not about the distance. It was like Elara was in a world. As she walked into the forest, the air got thick. It felt like it was alive. It had a pulse like a heart beating. Only people with blood could feel this.The Blackwood Pack was behind her. They were. It sounded really far away. The forest was loud though. It was like it was screaming.Caspian said "the air pressure is changing". He was holding his staff and the crystal on top was glowing purple. "The forest is reacting to you, Elara. You are a Sovereign."Elara did not say anything. She could feel everything around her. She could feel the trees and the animals. It was too much for her.Silas stopped her. He said "wait we are not alone". Then a big wolf came out of the trees. It was not a wolf. It was huge. Its fur was red. Its eyes were green. They looked sick.The wolf was a Guardian of the Mystic Forest. It had been asleep for a time but Elara’s power wo

The square was a mess of violence and light. The golden fire Elara had started was burning everything. It was like a wind that was cleaning up all the bad things. The Rogues, who were like creatures were not just dying. They were turning into ash that was being blown away by the heat.Damon was fighting like a man who was very angry. He was moving fast, it was hard to see him. He was wearing leather and had silver claws and he was roaring so loud that Elara could feel it in her bones. Every time a Rogue got close to Elara, Damon was there fighting them off with all his might.Elara did not need Damon to protect her.She was standing in the middle of all the chaos and her feet were not even touching the ground. She was wearing a gold dress that was blowing around her like it was in a big wind. Her hair was like a river of copper. Every time she moved her hand, she was sending out bolts of energy that were lighting up the dark places.The three Aurelian brothers were fighting together l

The morning of the Full Moon Festival arrived with a heat that felt like a wet blanket. The air was thick with the smell of food like meat and pine and the sound of a lot of people moving around. From where she was standing in the library tower, Elara watched the Blackwood territory get ready for the festival. There were flags and banners and the central square was a mess of colors from all the visiting packs.For everyone, it was a day to have fun.. For Elara it was the end of something sad.She spent the morning getting ready. Not in the way that the Blackwood pack usually did. She took a bath in water that she had gotten from the Citadel a long time ago and she watched as the steam came up in pretty golden lines. As she got out of the bath she saw that the markings of the crest were starting to show up on her shoulders. A sun symbol that was pulsing with a warm yellow light. The secret was out now. No one could stop it.Someone knocked on her door. She put on a simple robe to answe

The twenty-one days before the Full Moon Festival felt like a walk into a bad dream. The guest wing was like Elara’s little world, a quiet place with old papers and dust.. The rest of the Blackwood Pack was like a big show and Jasmine was the star.She played the part of the pregnant woman so well that even the old leaders of the pack felt sorry for her. They used to like Elara. Now they looked at her like she was something old and useless. Elara was like winter and Jasmine was like spring.Elara stayed out of the way, only coming out when she had to. She moved like a ghost. Nobody really noticed her. Damon was always busy either in meetings or with Jasmine. He was getting a baby bed made for her, one that had been in the Blackwood family for a long time.Then one day, things started to get bad. Elara was in the hall putting up a map, when Jasmine came in with some other women. Jasmine was wearing a dress the same color as the Blackwood family symbol. It was like she was saying, "I'm

The move to the guest wing was done in silence. Elara did not want any help from the pack omegas. She carried her boxes of books and maps across the stone bridge that separated the Alphas house from the library. Every step Elara took felt like she was moving away from something. Elara's face did not show any emotion. She did not want the pack to see her upset.By the day of Jasmine's arrival, the pack's behavior had changed. They were not cautious anymore. They really likedJasmine. Jasmine did not just stay in the Luna suite. She seemed to be. She would wear Damon's clothes in the gardens. She would sit in the Great Hall. Drink broth. Older female wolves always surrounded her. They remembered her from a time ago.Elara on the hand was not part of the pack's daily life anymore. A young wolf named Leo would bring her food to the library. Leo was the one who remembered that Elara had helped the pack build their first school.Leo whispered to Elara one day "The Alpha is with Jasmine agai

The infirmary smelled of eucalyptus and sharp magic. It was a scent Elara usually found calming. It reminded her of order and healing.. Tonight, as she stood in the shadows of the stone corridor, the smell felt overpowering.She hadn't entered the room. She couldn't. Through the cracked door, the light spilled out in a golden beam. Within that sliver of light she saw them. Damon was seated on the edge of the cot, his broad shoulders hunched, his head bowed. Jasmine lay propped against the pillows, her dark hair fanned out like silk against the linens. She looked fragile. Her eyes were fixed on Damon with an intensity that made Elara's skin crawl."I didn't think I'd see you again " Damon's voice was low and rough. "When the news came that Joshua's outpost was overrun... I thought the world had ended twice in one day."Jasmine reached out her pale fingers trembling as she covered Damon's hand. The hand that wore a heavy silver signet ring Elara had given him. "I hid in the cellar, Damo