“Vasara! What the fuck is going on?”
‘Lillian, please don’t be afraid.’
“Afraid?” I scream at the ghostly woman who just apparated out of my wolf!
Vasara and I were on our way to find Bastian after she informed me that I’d accidentally called him here.
I don’t remember everything yet, but I remember enough to know that Thomas was never my mate. Bastian is my mate, and I need him with me.
Vasara suddenly stopped walked and howled to the sky, then, this woman appeared.
I almost shit myself!
She said her name was Shayla and tried to explain how she got here and why she ended up sharing my soul. But I haven’t taken in anything she said.
I don’t care if she’s looking for her mate also.
“Bastian, Bastian, Bastian. Why don’t you just give in? Then all of this will go away.”I grit my teeth at the celestial being in front of me.I don’t remember how I got here; all I know is that I woke with my hands shoulder-width apart and suspended in mid-air.I’m shirtless and barefoot. I’m sweating from being whipped so many damn times by Lian’s goons.For one so beautiful with those wings like fire, she sure is a sadistic bitch!I know nothing of Phoenix shifter’s and their port of worship. Hell, I’d never even heard of Lian until Krone spoke of her. Yet, here she is in front of me, swearing that I pledged to give myself to her in exchange for Krone and Shayla’s freedom.I did no such thing!I swore that I wouldn’t go looking for my sister. I did not agree to be this whore’s sex slave!That’s what Lian wants from me, to hand myself over to her, b
“How did you get in here?! Where did my guards go?!”I watch Lian from my lazy position on her throne – one foot on the seat, the other on the floor. I have one arm resting over the knee that’s raised; the other holds a dagger of old.“It’s not like it was hard, and your guards are otherwise indisposed.” In other words, I made them disappear. I wouldn’t want them interfering, now would?“How the hell are you able to command my men?”“They’re weak, that’s how.”I smirk while twirling the dagger in my hand.It’s quite beautiful, really. The handle is filled with rare jewels of all colours. The silver blade is laced with the finest jade around, something Lian cannot come into contact
It’s been days, and Bastian is still sleeping.Nothing anyone does will wake him.I’m beginning to lose hope that he ever will.Every day, I sit with Bastian, and I give him bed baths. I make sure to keep his lips moist, so they don’t get chapped.Each night, I lay beside him, his hand in mine, and I pray that he’ll wake tomorrow.Lorcan hasn’t awoken in Luther’s body either. My mother stays with him in the next room, where they moved him the day I returned.I don’t understand what went wrong, but my father warned me that the Call of Prescha was not a good thing. It would only ever cause devastation. This is the price we have paid for Shayla invoking such a spell.I gave everyone the short version
“Do you think he’s up there, looking down on us?” I wrap my arm around Lilly’s waist as we kneel before Harry’s grave. The Royal Cemetery is where the King demanded that Harry be buried. His grandson could be put to rest nowhere else. It wouldn’t have mattered if Harry had been an Ashworth; he was still a Prince of Zidiah. So, here is where my son is buried. Though I insisted that written upon Harry’s headstone, it should read, Harry Bastain Ashworth Dalgaard. Why my name? When Lilly and I mated, she said that it would be only fitting for Harry also to have my surname. Hers would have to be the predominant name as Harry would one day be King. Harry asked if Bastain could be his middle name. Goddess, he was so adorable when he asked
For Goddess sake! How the hell did I end up like this? I take a walk in the forest belonging to my pack and end up a prisoner of a neighbouring pack. I don’t recall what happened, nor how I got here. All I remember is running in wolf form, then suddenly, nothing. I woke up in this dirty, stinking cell like some filthy rogue a while ago. Some dickhead threw clothes at me and told me to get dressed. I would have refused because I’m stubborn, but I didn’t want to be naked in front of him any longer. For some reason, I can’t mind-link my pack, my parents, nor my triplet counterparts. My brothers will be going out of their minds with worry. They’ve never been able to deal with me being too far away from them for long periods. No one knows why, and no one can explain it, though it may have something to do with me being their Omerian Alpha. An Omerian is the most powe
“Bastian, if I’d known who she was, I’d never have brought her here.” I don’t look up at my Beta and best friend, Chris. I’m too angry to look at him right now. When he came to me an hour or so ago, telling me that he’d come across a rouge on my territory, I was displeased. I was because unless a rouge causes trouble, we generally let them through. This rouge hadn’t done anything, according to Zayne, my army general. She was walking along the border, in wolf form, minding her own business. So what gave Chris the right to catch her unawares and knock her out? I don’t know, but I’m not going to let him get away with what he’s done. How could he not have known who she was? The size of a Royal wolf makes them recognisable! I hope Chris knows what trouble he’s caused. The fool brought my mate here, an
Okay, I’ll be honest, I thought I could see this through with ease. I felt that I could torture Bastian and teach him a lesson not to mess with me. That was stupid of me because I am in the worst kind of pain. I’ve heard plenty about the pain of rejection. I’ve also heard how it’s worse for Alpha’s, but I never expected this. Goddess, it feels as though I’m being burned at the stake! The flames then extinguished and repeated again and again. I also feel as though my gut and heart are being ripped out repeatedly. Add all of that together and multiply it by ten million, and it’s still not close to what it’s actually like. I haven’t eaten since I got here. The guard brings food to my cell, but I don’t touch it because I’m not hungry. I sipped water for the first couple of hours, but I haven’t drunk anything in days either. Not eating or drinking is dangerous for wolves; if we dehydrate, we die. R
Leander and I park our motorcycles outside the front of Greenrock packhouse. We both climb off and place our helmets on the seats. When Lilly finally managed to get through to me using our triplet link, this is where she said she’d be. Captured, she told me, but for what reason? They thought she was a rogue. Stupid motherfuckers! I didn’t tell Mum and Dad that I’d heard from Lilly; I didn’t want to give them false hope. However, I contacted Leander, and he met me a few miles away. My brother has just found his mate, but he hasn’t approached her yet. She doesn’t belong to our pack. Hell, she doesn’t belong to any pack, though she isn’t a rogue. Humans raised her, adopted her, Leander told me. Goddess knows if the girl even knows what she is, but she’s definitely a wolf shifter. I would have given Leander advice on approaching the girl, but I didn’t have time. Li