Mag-log inHe's the rich, handsome, ruthless alpha heir who wouldn't even spare her a glance. And she’s the girl who secretly crushed on him for years. Azaria Brooke had spent years crushing on her best friend’s older brother Nicholas Sinclair, the pack’s alpha heir. He was a well-known bad boy she-wolves wanted. He lived life on his terms, breaking hearts and rules alike but he had never looked her way. Nicholas on the other had known Azaria was his mate since the moment he caught her scent. But mating means weakness, and weakness has no place in his world. He’s spent years denying the bond, ignoring the fire that burns every time she’s near. He had his reasons and they were valid. Until the night she was attacked. He must choose: break every rule he’s ever set for himself, or risk losing her forever. But then again Azaria was furious. How could he keep this from her when he knew she was the butt of jokes in the Pack? She had refused to forgive him. Now will she forgive him and accept his proposal for a quick marriage to find secrets surrounding her birth and about the woman she calls her mother, who is now a terror in the whole of lycanthropy or will she listen to her Best friend who says her brother is no good for her.
view moreMoonchild MasteryAzaria’s POVThe days after my return to the waking world felt both gentle and demanding. The palace still moved with a kind of hushed awe, as if I might slip away again at any moment. Faces softened when I passed.Conversations paused, as though my presence was enough to change the air. Nicholas rarely let more than a few steps stretch between us. The company that my family provided was continuous in nature like an anchor that keeps a sea faring sailor to stay close to his being.It was a comfort but also a reminder. If I was truly back I could not simply have stood in the midst of all this warmth and let life go on about me. I had to step into it fully. It could not be fear that determines my decisions anymore.That was what sent me to the little coutage in a far corner of the north woods. The place where Liora lived.She had been a name carried in quiet voices for years, the Moon Warden. A witch that had refused all the proposals to power, and so was living solita
A Kingdom RebornNicholas’s POVThe sun was pouring down golden light on the palace grounds and to the marble corridors it gave a pleasant sense of warmth. Things had been weighing heavy on my chest since weeks since Azaria came back and I felt the weight getting smaller. Every morning I would wake up to hear her voice. I slept every night knowing I had her with me. Alive. Breathing. Whole.The kingdom felt different now. It was not only that the danger had lessened, though that was part of it. It was the way Azaria stood beside me. She was not an ornament for the court to admire from a distance, nor a silent shadow following my steps. She was my equal in every sense, my partner in ruling and in life.That morning, we sat together in the council chamber. The war table stretched between us, cluttered with maps, coded letters, and markers in deep red ink where the last of Selene’s loyalists were believed to hide. The threat had not been erased. The serpent still had teeth. But now, for
The Celebration We Almost LostNicholas’s POVThe palace has never been like this before.The sound of music issued forth of the great hall, rude and uncontrollable, mingling with the laughter which rebounded in the white marble halls, running out into the gardens. There was an aroma of roast meats and sweet wines and bread flavored with the moon. Around the fields the bonfires were crackling, and the packs were midway feasting, though not feast of custom, but of survival.A celebration none of us thought we’d ever get to have.Because she came back.Azaria.Alive, breathing, smiling, walking, her step a bit sluggish, but still soft, yet still she was herself.I was standing at the further end of the garden, out of the crowd, some distance away.Her face was lit up under the moon and she bore her head thrown back as she laughed at something Ashley had said. The hair tumbled in her back disheveled and undone as I had fallen in love with the girl before all the turmoil was released. Th
The ReturnAshley’s POVThe corridors never seemed so long.My pulse was pounding against my rib cage so I ran through it, nurses shouting behind me, sounds that were more like a background blur behind the thunder in my ears. Not in fear… no. In hope. In disbelief.“She moved… she opened her eyes!”I didn’t want to believe it.Not again.We’d had too many false alarms. Twitch and breath and flutter of lashes that never reached its close without heartbreak. Too often Nicholas had cried wolf, gazing at her with the expectation that she might first turn into a life form, that love was the sole means by which to pull an individual out of nowhere.Yet it was not the same sensation in the air this time. My bones were shaking. My soul wouldn’t let me stay still.I pushed the door open and…She was looking at me.Azaria.Eyes open.Breathing.Alive.I clawed back against the wall where I could not hear the machines suddenly. The little sighs and nonsensings faded to blankness with the rest of
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