LOGIN---The Alpha King didn’t look pleased at all by her rejection as his and Celeste’s eyes locked in a tense standoff.“Why did you reject all my gifts, mate?”“It’s Celeste to you, Alpha. We are not mates, and what is this? Am I not allowed to reject gifts, or am I still being forced as a slave?” she asked.Syzar immediately tensed, his jaw slackening as if the few words between them had struck him hard.Vada, who had been standing between them, felt the tension rolling off both of them as she quietly stood up.“Alpha, if you—”“It’s okay, Vada. You can leave,” Celeste told her friend.Vada nodded; she nervously swallowed a lump in her throat as she looked at the Alpha.She felt as though she were interrupting something. She bowed to the Alpha and made herself scarce. The door closed behind her.Celeste, who had by then taken off her veil, let out a sigh before she sat on the arm of the armchair and faced Syzar.She recalled the few times she had seen Syzar angry—the times when she had
Although Celeste was still hidden in the Silver Palace, she could roam around after dark castle .Recalling her memories of walking down these halls as the kings slave with no freedom, but now she was free…to an extent. But what excited her most was the freedom to see Vamara.She wouldn’t lie—the nerves had eaten at her the moment she stood in front of Vamara’s door.She opened it and saw Vamara sitting quaintly by the window, painting on one of her canvases. The scene evoked a light flutter in her heart, seeing how Vamara’s gifts were becoming more beautiful by the day. But for a moment,she felt sadness as she recalled the painting she had found in Korak’s study.All that resonated with fear and horror—and all she must have been forced to paint by Korak. The image brought anger surging through her; her hands turned pale white from how tightly she gripped her dress.Only the clatter of a paintbrush brought her back to reality. She quickly rushed to pick it up from the floor and sen
Maverick couldn’t believe Celeste had escaped him again and he had no one to blame but his own insolence.He should have chained her and locked her up when he had the chance and killed that baby in her stomach himself instead of following Maeve’s orders to slowly kill the child, That failed and so was Celeste who was nowhere to be found. The beta was beyond furious. His eyes burned with bloodlust and rage as he recalled the snowy field littered with dead soldiers and rogue corpses.So many had fallen in the raid, and despite the heavy losses, he still hadn’t found his treasure—Celeste.“She escaped during the siege!” His roar echoed through the room.Even though they had overpowered the rogues, he still hadn’t secured what they came for.“Just who the hell is the true face of the rogue leader? Who is this bastard who’s been destroying everything we’ve worked years to build? And even now, we fail to kill him! Fuck!” he raged.Derek sat in silent fury, seething inside. He had waited s
The Alpha was on the verge of killing Nyssa. Her eyes had already rolled back in her head and she was seconds from death.But it all stopped when Celeste rushed forward. Her arms wrapped around the Alpha from behind as her head leaned against his back.“Alpha, stop! Please, we need her! As much as I want to kill her too for what she has done to me, we need every bit of information we can get from her about Korak,” she whispered.But Syzar could only see red. “She hurt you… she almost killed you,” he growled, pressing his hands harder around Nyssa’s throat.And Celeste knew Syzar wasn’t bluffing. “Please… for me.”Syzar’s hands finally let go. Nyssa’s body fell to the floor as she heaves harshly, gasping for air.The room remained brittle with tense silence as Syzar’s wolf waged war inside him, trying to tear Nyssa apart after all she had done.Because of her, his mate and child might have died—and he was to blame too.The thought of his betrayal of his mate made him feel like a madman
Nyssa’s carriage rattled over the roads leading back to the Silver City. Nyssa sat on the right end of the carriage seat, her dark eye bags prominent.She could barely sleep. For the past few nights since she arrived at the Spring Estate, these days she could barely sleep at all. She depended on Anora’s supplements and drinks to knock her out like a nightlight because stress and rising anger kept her awake.She hated that she couldn’t get under Syzar’s skin. Months had passed, but the Alpha hadn’t even looked at her, hadn’t even touched her. It irked her to no end.So she had come up with this: bringing Lady Vamara back to the Silver City.Maybe then she could get back into the king’s good graces when his mother was around.Right now she felt on edge as she sat with Vamara in the carriage heading back to the Silver City.Anora sat by Vamara’s side, trying as much as possible to get familiar with the queen, but Vamara didn’t spare her a glance. She looked at both of them. “Betrayers.
The room grew silent as Celeste and Syzar were finally alone, and no matter how Syzar tried, he couldn’t get a read on her.He couldn’t even take a step forward when all the yearning had threatened to consume him whole.The tension that Celeste had tried to forget was back again in full force as they both faced it. Now she had realized that she was fully alone with the Alpha.She stood rigid. Her eyes facing the wall instead of him, she could barely stand to face him after his betrayal.She wasn't even sure what she was looking at, but she didn't want to move, didn't want to turn to look at him. She had caught a glimpse of his dark eye bags.A hollowness in his gaze and actions, but she would hold no pity for the man who let this happen to her, though her wolf was fighting otherwise.Her thoughts were broken when she felt goosebumps grow on her skin as his hand touched her arm.The deep scent of spice and cedar took over her senses as the room warmed with his aura. He was so close she
CELESTE’S POV. • • • The pain is far too much; his cruel touch sets my insides on fire as it breaks my soul with each thrust, crushing all my self-worth with his touch that sets my skin burning. I was nothing but a toy in their games, and Syzar won in the end while I was set to suffer f
SYZARION’S POV ~~~ The words of my father’s pack brother and uncle, Chief Korak, the king of the Bluestone Pack, sat idly in my mind even hours after the meeting. “That child is innocent; the only crime she has is being that bastard’s blood. You know this, Syzar, and if her presence is too
The light rays of the morning sun illuminated the room from the window as Celeste rolled atop the clustered roll of clumped sheets that clung to her body while she writhed under them.Her body was sore with each movement as she felt a wicked sensation etched on her wrist, just as her eyes shot open
The walk back to the room was treacherous as Celeste limped behind Callix, trying to hide the pain. But her steps left blood on the dark marble floor. She stumbled back; a hand on her back steadied her, she caught the cold stare of the beta beside her. He led her until they reached her door.







