Novels by Vhee Midnight

Liana’s POVThe maps scattered across the long table had begun to blur together, their ink lines bleeding into vague shapes under the flickering torchlight.I stretched my arms high above my head, feeling a satisfying pop in my upper spine before slumping back against the carved wooden chair. Drogo sat opposite me, a heavy brass compass resting in his palm as he carefully measured distances between our outer watchtowers and Carl’s main stronghold. The quiet inside the war room was thick, broken only by the crackle of the hearth and the steady, rhythmic scratching of his quill against parchment.“You need to sleep,” Drogo said without looking up from his work. His deep voice carried a rough, gravelly edge born of pure exhaustion.“So do you,” I countered, leaning my chin on my palm as I watched the steady movement of his hand. “Unless Alpha Kings have suddenly lost the need for rest.”Drogo let out a low, humorless huff, setting the quill down beside his inkwell. He rubbed his face w

Baylor’s POVA terrified shriek escaped right out of my throat before I could stop it.I thrashed violently in the dark with my heart pounding like a trapped bird as I tried to twist out of that grip but the icy fingers held fast to the back of my neck freezing me in place.“Tut, tut, tut,” a dry and rasping voice came through the pitch-black hallway. “So jumpy for an Alpha’s son.”A sudden match struck, sputtering a tiny orange flame before catching the wick of an oil lamp on a nearby shelf. Dim and yellow light slowly washed over the room cutting through the shadows. I spun around, clutching my throbbing neck and found myself staring at High Priestess Selene.She stood barely five feet tall, wrapped in faded black robes that looked older than the pack house itself. Her milk-white milky eyes stared blankly toward my face, completely blind yet I felt as though she was looking straight through my skin and reading every single pathetic thought rattling inside my head.“Look at you,” S

Baylor’s POVThe doors of the pack house felt colder than usual as I pushed them open with my bruised body aching with every single step.I knew my little excursion to Drogo’s territory was a stupid and suicidal idea from the start. I knew Drogo would never kneel and I certainly knew he wouldn’t accept a word of advice from a cowardly boy like me. But I didn’t care about the politics or the surrenders. I just had to see her with my own eyes. I had to know that Liana was still breathing, still whole and far away from the blood-soaked nightmare my father had created in our home.Seeing her safe was worth the aching ribs and the stinging rejection even if her cold words still cut deeper than my father’s heavy fist.I dragged my feet down the main hallway, ignoring the hateful glances of the guards standing along the walls.I pushed past the grand archway leading into the main council hall and froze in my tracks.The long meeting table where the pack elders used to sit was gone, pushed c

Liana’s POVBaylor stood near the edge of the table, shifting his weight from one boot to the other as he looked around the room with his eyes darting over the scrolls, the overturned chairs and the burning hearth in the corner. He refused to meet my gaze.I let the silence stretch out between us. It was a tactical maneuver Drogo often used and I watched it work perfectly on Baylor. The quiet forced him to squirm as the facade he usually wore was cracking, revealing the panicked and desperate boy underneath.He opened his mouth, closed it and finally cleared his throat.“Liana,” Baylor spoke up with his voice unsteady. “I want to say I am sorry for everything that...”“Stop,” I interrupted.He blinked rapidly visibly startled by the flat tone of my voice.“Save the apology,” I scoffed, pushing off the wall and taking a slow step toward the center of the room. “Skip the preamble and get to the part where you tell me what you actually want. We both know you did not risk your neck crossi

Liana’s POVI was just smoothing down my messy braids and pulling my dress back over my head when a sudden sound made us both freeze.'Thud. Thud. Thud.'Footsteps echoed loudly down the corridor outside the war room, moving fast and completely lacking any discipline.Drogo’s eyes narrowed instantly with his Alpha instincts snapping right back into high alert as he stepped in front of me, adjusting his belt. I quickly jumped off the table, adjusting my pants and trying to cool down my flushed cheeks.An urgent knock rattled the doors.“Alpha?” Den’s voice came through, sounding flustered and loud.Drogo strode over, flipping the latch and pulling the door open. Den stood in the doorway out of breath with his face pale and exasperated.“What is it, Den?” Drogo growled with his voice deep and authoritative.“I’m sorry,” Den panted, wiping sweat from his forehead. “But it’s Alpha Carl’s son. Baylor is at the front gate right now and he’s throwing a massive fit, screaming at the guards an

Liana’s POV I stood near the wide stone window, absently tracing the silver-threaded seams of my tunic while staring out at the snow-covered courtyard below. My inner wolf paced in the back of my mind, scratching at my ribs with sharp claws. Something was wrong. I didn’t know if it was the memory of that agonizing howl echoing across the valley hours ago, or the unnatural quiet settling over the forest, but my instincts screamed that a storm was about to break right over our heads. The heavy oak doors creaked open, breaking the silence. I whipped around, my hand dropping toward the hunting dagger strapped to my thigh. Drogo stepped into the room. He looked exhausted, the heavy lines carved into his forehead making him look years older. His usual confident shoulders slumped and his golden eyes, usually so bright, looked dark and haunted. “Drogo?” I asked, taking a quick step toward him. “What happened? What did the scouts say?” He didn’t answer right away. He dragged a scarr

MariaLater that evening he returned, hands behind his back like a meek child. I looked away, still shocked at the outburst earlier even though I clearly helped him. Stop acting out of line? He’s a joke. He left in such a haste he forgot to bind my feet so I had the liberty of being on the bed. “I Uhmm.” He said, clearing his throat. “I apologize for the way I acted out earlier.” He added, no matter how hard he tried his voice always sounded like he was issuing a warning. I nodded. “It’s okay, what brings you here this late?” I asked.“I’m here hoping we could try for an heir.” He replied almost immediately.I could have sworn I heard him wrongly. “An heir?” I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. “Yes, an heir.” He replied and I scoffed, still in utter disbelief. Is that why he came to apologize? Because he was in need of someone to satisfy him? I pulled myself away from him, the bruises I sustained still stinging with every movement I made. His eyes flashed with impatience a

MariaImmediately Frederick returned his face a mirror of panic and fear. “The king is back, he was supposed to be out for two hours but he’s here…. I don’t know why but he is.” He rambled on. I looked from him to the Luna, unable to move. “Come on, my lady.” He urged, his voice dripping with urgency. I forced myself up and followed him immediately, but as I walked I kept looking over my shoulder at her. My chest tightened when she mouthed the words. “Run.”But how was I supposed to escape? When the last time was futile attempt that landed me in chains. By the time I got back to the room, the scene had replayed over and over in my head and each time, I got even more confused. The genuine look of fear in her eyes. A beast? Cursed? Of course I suspected it but having my suspicions confirmed scared me more than it satisfied me. Perhaps that was why he told me to avoid her, because she knew the truth about him. I was too stunned to even fight back while Frederick tied me back up wit

MariaI heard locks click and the door creaked open. Light spilled into the room through the hallways and my eyes pried open. I had been awake for a long time already, even without knowing whether the day had dawned or not. Frederick walked in, Sarah followed behind him. She had a tray in her hands and I pulled my legs closer to myself, the chains that bound me clanged loudly like a church bell. “Sarah’s here to feed you and clean you up..” he said and I said nothing. My lips were charred and dry. “Good morning, my lady.” She greeted me, slowly putting down the tray beside me. I moved on the floor, dragging my sore body up as she opened up the bowls and the smell of food filled the air. Frederick stood by the door and watched through the corners of his eyes, barely paying much attention to what Sarah did. After I was done eating, he walked over and unchained my hands and legs. “Sarah, help her wash up.” He ordered and she bobbed her head. I walked in front of her to the shall

Maria While I was bawling my eyes out due to the sudden realization that I was trapped once again in this strange place, as a prisoner, the smell of pinewood and lavender filled the air and immediately the guards let go of me and bowed their heads. “My Luna.” The said in unison. I shifted my watery eyes from them to the direction of the peculiar scent. A woman dressed in the finest of silk stood there, her face twisted in a scowl as she looked at me with obvious disdain. She looked quite aged and I didn’t need anyone to tell me that this was the stepmother King Jordan spoke about, the one I was to avoid. Frederick finally appeared and alongside him the King, my stomach churned as more tears rolled down my cheeks. “Why is there so much commotion?” She asked, her tone filled with anger as she sized me up. “Who is she?” She continued. Frederick turned to King Jordan, his face etched with uncertainty but the king only looked away and Frederick cleared his throat while I watched him

Maria“Please…” I wheezed, tapping harder and he immediately tossed me to the floor. My fingers flew to my sore neck as I tried to drag air into my lungs over and over again. Alpha Jordan towered over me, refusing to move an inch to at least make sure I wasn’t passing out. “Get up.” He ordered, his voice raspy and commanding. I grabbed the edge of the vanity and pulled myself up from the floor, avoiding his gaze. “You won’t be of good use to me if you die..” Like that wasn’t what he intended to do to me moments ago. I swallowed hard and inhaled sharply. I wasn’t going to keep quiet and have him bind my hands and legs with those chains that look like they were made for the wildest of beasts. But I knew better than to raise my voice. “Fredrick will arrange for your meals. If you’re going to give me heirs you can’t be carrying this….” His eyes ran up and down my body and I shuddered under his scrutiny. “This frail body of yours.” The door slammed shut after he walked away and ju

Maria I was overwhelmingly confused as I looked from Frederick to the servants standing around, watching the scene unfold. Frederick cleared his throat and soon the crowd began to disperse. “Right the way please.” He said, forcing a smile like he was trying to convince me that all was well when clearly, it wasn’t. “He doesn’t want me here.” I pointed out, clearly stating the obvious as I followed him out of the throne room and into the hallway. “Can’t I go back home?” I pressed on, my tone dripping with frustration. Frederick shook his head, his smile unwavering. “The alpha king can be quite intimidating sometimes but trust that he’ll come around.” He said, turning a corner. I followed him, not sure if that statement was supposed to make me feel reassured.We stopped in front of a door that had seen better days, half of it eaten away by termites. “This is your room, my lady,” he said. “The King will join you shortly.”My lady….It was the first time anyone had used my actual tit