Shaun looks at me in disbelief. He looks from me to my raven, then back again, as if trying to figure out if this is really all I want in return for my pack. Perhaps he doesn’t even believe me about my shadows or that Aderyn is my familiar. Whatever he thinks, Aderyn has his own plans and glides over to Shaun and lands on his shoulder.
Aderyn has Shaun’s full attention now and croaks, “she speaks the truth. She wishes no harm, or else she could have easily done so by now, but she wished to bargain her pack’s freedom for everyone’s safety instead.”
“He can’t understand,” I say, but stop as soon as I realise that somehow Shaun has actually understood.
Looking at me, Aderyn explains, “we’re connected now. I can pick the language for those to understand m
The sound of warning cries enters the town down the bottom of the cliff, letting me know the shadow-wolves have begun their task of distracting everyone. Those who were still up near the backhouse seemed to hesitate before finally running off to join their pack. Shaun must have ordered them to find out what was going on.I wait for everything to be clear before nodding to Jay. “I need to release the prison guard from his sleep before I forget,” I tell him, placing a kiss on Jay’s nose. “I’ll be safe. No one will see me, but you cannot wait for me to get back. Follow Aderyn down the cliff’s path. We’re not going home, unfortunately.”Jay gives me a confused look but nods slowly before he makes his way towards the direction Aderyn leads him and the pack. There are better ways to collect our things than risk our pack
“You want us to live where!?”Jay’s outrage at where I was taking him and our pack was everything I had expected him to showcase. Luckily, we were so far from Shaun’s lands now that I didn’t fear someone might hear him.Glancing at him, I offered a small smile. “I know you wouldn’t like it, but we don’t have many options,” I reply to him as I turn my attention to Aderyn in the sky. We had taken a very long route to reach Bucky’s place, and we were about halfway there by now.“I’d rather not give up our home,” Jay complained, lowering his voice again.I squeezed his hand in comfort. I knew how he felt and I too did not want to leave our home, but I had made a promise and knew this was for the be
A few months have passed, and although it wasn’t easy, my pack has finally settled into their new home. It had taken us a long time to rebuild, but Bucky had helped us learn how to make cabins and how best to sustain ourselves out here. He couldn’t directly interfere with any conflicts, but he didn’t seem to have any issue with teaching us how to grow crops or forage for fruits.As soon as we were self-sufficient, he would leave us to continue his travels, but for now, he had promised to stay until we no longer had to rely on him. I never brought my pack to see the witches, but the witches knew I was going to bring my pack here, and my pack was now aware of my split bloodline. They never questioned where the witches were, but they knew to be respectful of the forest we now called home.Looking around at the slowly growing village, I couldn&rsq
I just want to thank everyone who has come with me on this fluff/adventure/romance of a journey. Although not my first novel, it is one of my first straight-pairings and although I feared Gwen would either be too whiny or hyper, I am glad to see some people enjoyed her personality. I wanted to make her dependable by the end of the book, so I hope I pulled that off. Although I won't be getting to the sequel right away, I do plan to write one for this book. It'll focus on Gwen's twin sons, so please keep an eye out for that in the future! In the meantime, if you want to support me, please leave a review and some gems as I would greatly appreciate it! Even if you didn't like the book, I would like to hear what you think I could approve upon. Much love, and happy reading,Yukiro.
They say a wedding is a once in a lifetime for any woman. For me, this was the worst day ever. It all started when my parents called me downstairs on the weekend before my nineteenth birthday. In my ignorant bliss, it did not prepare me for the great news they were about to share with me. Heading into the kitchen, my parents looked at each other then at me. I could already tell this news would not be something I was going to be happy to hear. I looked between my parents, my blue eyes were confused and wary of what they wanted to talk to me about. “Gwen,” my mother began, faking a bright and cheerful smile. The one she always used when doing interviews with the media. “We have some wonderful news for you.” My father remained quiet. I knew from his silence that this wasn’t wonderful. He was always quiet whenever he didn’t agree with something my mother had planned, but he never once went against her. Their dynamic was always stran
The dress my mother had picked out had fitted me perfectly. She had always hired the best people to fit us in lavish clothes. If my fiance was wealthy enough to bail my parents out of debt, then buying my dress must not have been much of a struggle either. I wondered why I didn’t know who he was if he were so rich as to not have any issues with money. As they did the last touches to both the dress and my hair, I was finally ready to be married off. I wasn’t ready for this. Not by a long shot, but I had agreed to go with the entire plan, and who was to say I had to stay with this Jay man after my parents finally sorted the money issues? I could get divorced later. Right? Unless he was the perfect man… I let out a low hum in thought. He could be ugly, and my mother lying. There’s no reason to assume prince charming had come to ride off into the sunset with me. Right? ‘I’m not ready for this at all,’ I mentally thought to myself but kept s
A week has gone by since I got married. Jay stayed at my parents’ house so they could work on the finer details of their promise. He stayed in the guest bedroom, though I don’t think he was happy about that. The upset look he gave me when I said I wasn’t comfortable sharing a bed with him right away told me he wasn’t happy. He said nothing on the matter, despite that. Would that change when we lived at his place? I wasn’t sure. I still couldn’t figure out his personality.I guess I would find out just who he really is, now that he’s taking me back to this resort he owns. Anxiety fills my heart, but I keep calm. He is talkative though, I’ll give him that. I don’t know if I could survive if he was as quiet as my dad is.“You’ll love the openness of the place, you can really get back to nature there,” Jay is once more gushing about his home. I can’t say I’m excited t
I hated being right about certain things, and the whole ‘bonding’ thing was indeed the thing I feared most! He was looking at me expectantly for an explanation as to why I wasn’t willing to bond with him now, after making him wait before. I was nervous about giving him my answer. Part of me felt the truth was best, but I wasn’t sure how he would take it. Would he get angry at me? Be understanding? Abusive? It scared me, thinking he wasn’t as nice as he seemed before.“I just… we don’t know one another much yet,” I whispered. My throat felt dry, and I wished I hadn’t said what I just said. I closed my eyes, waiting for him to get angry or anything. He never did. Rather, he offered me a confused look of his own. “W-what?” I asked nervously.“Don’t you feel it?” He asked. I didn’t understand what he was talking about. Feel what, exactly.I looked