MasukIRYN'S POV"She's not just a She- wolf," Fenric's voice reaches my ears, causing me to raise my head up again, and I find Fenric still looking at me though he's speaking with Orien.My breath hitches as his gaze locks with me.He sounds so sincere, as sincere as his intense gaze on me is, and I just want to believe that...... That I'm not just a She- wolf, and he's not doing this just because I'm his mate, their mate.Would they look at me any differently if I wasn't their mate?Would he?"Of course she isn't," Orien says seriously, then adds with a laugh in his voice."I'm just surprised since you've never given a living soul a gift. You even had the decency to put it in a box------" This time Fenric tears his gaze away from me, his jaw tightening as his snaps at Orien, "Get out."However Orien tsks, "No."I'm shocked at their bickering, and I suddenly realise I haven't really since them interact with each other asides from when it's with me.I wonder what their brother bond is lik
IRYN'S POVHow can he be so lewd?!My cheeks ting red; he always uses so many vulgar words.I'm-------"Well?" He rumbles, pulling his nose off my neck to look at my face when I stay quiet without answering for too long.I flush, my lips parting open and close without making a single sound.Oh Goddess.Does he actually expect me to tell him that I was thinking about...I flush even more."I... I can explain," I rasp weakly, and he nods slightly, a wicked smile tugging on at his full lips as he raises his eyebrows at me."I'm listening."Goddess help me!Just as I'm thinking of what to say, a shadow leans into the doorway, scorched spice filling my nostrils.Orien!I tilt my head to the side, peeking over Fenric's huge body to look at him, seeing him look at me with his head tilted to the side.Fenric turns to him then as well, and taking the chance, I duck under his arms and escape, facing Orien instead with still heated cheeks."Hii," I mutter breathlessly.I'm glad he's here; hopefu
IRYN'S POVMy cheeks bursts up in flames, and I shake my head quickly."No... I... I'm okay," I breathe, trying to ignore the heat dancing up my neck.Fenric raises his eyebrows at me, and I bite my lip not knowing what to say.Finally he glances down slightly and withdraws his hand from my hip, pulling the dagger along with him.My lips part softly.Oh.That's why he...My cheeks flush again.... Held my hips from... below.Letting out a breath, I watch as he slides the dagger into the small sheath, then places it against the inside of the gray ankle boot I'm wearing.Since it's not a full length boot, the hilt of the dagger juts out a bit.Tapping the top of the dagger and then sides of it through the material of my boot, Fenric tests how well it fits, his thumb grazing my calf lightly.Heat snakes up my leg then, and my wolf lifts her head in my mind, purring contently.“... Wear it like this,” Fenric's voice reaches my ears.“That way you won't stab your own ankle when walking.”
IRYN'S POVI gulp slightly, my breath hitching in my throat when I see his gaze follow the part line of my neck.Wh----- what's up with him?"Fe... Fenric?"Suddenly he shakes his head, causing his dark hair to sway with the movement.“Put these on,” he says abruptly, handing a flat box out to me.Looking down at the box, I blink quietly in mid shock.I hadn't noticed him holding it before.He waves the box a bit, bringing it closer to me.Speechless, I take it from him, my gaze fixed on the box's dark leather and the stripe of rawhide that's tied to it.“You brought me…?” “Open it before I lose my nerve,” he mutters, his voice sounding raspy and almost quiet."Fuck."Hearing his words, I gaze up at him.He sounds annoyed... slightly, or had I just imagined it?Pursing my lips and biting my bottom lip lightly, I pull at rawhide stripe, tugging at it till it comes loose.Then I open the box, my eyes lighting up instantly when I see what's inside.Inside the box, wrapped in a brown woo
IRYN'S POV After over an hour of thinking, I finally get myself to... take a pause and bath.Now dressed, I bend and pick a pair of soft gray ankle boots from the bed, setting it down gently to the floor as I slide my legs into it.Just as I’m lacing the straps, the door swings open, causing me to turn towards it.And my eyes falls on Fenric, seeing him filling the doorway with his broad shoulders, dressed in black.His hair is damp as if he'd showered over an hour ago but didn't fully dry it, and his shirt is tugged half- untucked in his trousers.Walking in, his eyes land on the open chests on the floor, then his gaze trails up to the neat lines of shoes on the bed and he looks at me, his eyebrows lifting up in question.Heat crawls up my neck at that, "I... got excited."His mouth goes up in a smile at that, but it lowers as his gaze falls on the chests again.“So,” he says, his voice sounding gravel and edged. “Nyall decided to go shopping... for you.”My eyes flicker at that, a
IRYN'S POV Sighing softly in my sleep, I lift my heavy eyelids, squinting almost immediately when sunlight hits my eyes.Rubbing my forehead a bit, I sit up on the bed only to see rows of slippers, boots, sandals and fur- lined winter pairs arranged beside the pillows, just next to my head.Seeing them has me taking in a deep breath asmy lips part softly.So everything that happened yesterday wasn't a dream?Biting my bottom lip, I gingerly pull the bedsheets off myself and look down at my legs.Last night I fell asleep with the midnight- blue slippers on, and right now as I'm wriggling my toes in them, it feels like I'm floating.Nyall’s voices repeats itself in my head then; "Your place is where you decide to stand." I sigh, instinctively turning to look out the window so I could talk to the moon goddess.Maybe she'll talk to me?This is all so strange; I don't know why she chose me to Nyall, Fenric and Orien's mate.I mean, I'm grateful; idynever thought I'll have a mate let alon
ORIEN'S POV"No I... I think I must have twisted it the wrong way when he came at me."How dare he?“Show me your leg.”Tentatively, she raises her right leg to place it on top of the other, however when I look at it I don't see any wound or bruise.My confuse gaze meets hers when I look up, and I
ORIEN'S POV The door doesn’t creak.Unfortunately when I do take note of the sound, Nyall is already inside the room. His eyes take in everything at once, the uncapped salve jar, the wet clothes, my hands still resting on Iryn’s waist and her palms, Iryn’s flushed throat, the heavy heat of our br
ORIEN'S POVI find her by the trees, half in the mist and entirely too far from me.... And the first thing I notice other than her, is the blood on her fingers. However it's not hers, it's Cormac’s, and the scent coils up my nose so strongly I have to exhale twice to keep my wolf from howling. “
IRYN'S POV Mist drapes the trees in tiny, silver gauze while the moon sinks low in the sky, leaving only a thin show of evening light. A chill drapes over my skin, causing me to pull my robe tighter over my body while I try to ignore the prickle that's at the back of my neck.I'd been walking fo







