Se connecterFortunately for me, the news doesn’t hurt or maybe it just hasn’t sunk in yet. Throwing things around when I heard the news might have just been an episode of this new, new anger, rather than a reaction to being parentless. Which could be false.“You’re Luna now. If you’re confused, you have the right to demand answers from Anya. If she really wants to help you, she’ll tell the truth,” Khaisha mutters.We keep training. My body feels lighter the more I move. After an hour of intense sparring, which was mostly an hour of me getting beaten, Khaisha leaves to get us both some water so I don’t lose consciousness. I drag myself toward the wooden bench, my muscles burning, when a voice flies through the quiet. “A training uniform? Really? I suppose you think playing soldier will make the pack forget you’re a curse.”I turn to see Camala standing there, arms crossed, her Lardin a few steps behind her. Her eyes rake over me, resting on the fresh mark on my neck.“Theron marked you,” she spit
Zephyra I’m starting to hate how much bad memories swim into my thoughts all at the same time. No matter how hard I try to stop it, the reel just won’t end.I run my fingers over the mark on my skin for the hundredth time, feeling the area where Theron’s teeth sank in. It doesn’t hurt anymore. Whenever memories of Stone Heart flash by, I place my hand over the mark to remind myself that I’m here and no longer there.Last night keeps replaying in my head. The way he looked at me when I took control, the way his voice turned rough when he told me I was his, the way the bond felt right. My mind traitorously reminds me of how good it felt with his hands all over my body… the way he made me feel safe, the sound he made when he came inside—“Keep your stance wide, Zeph. You’re tilting to the left again.”Khaisha’s voice breaks through the haze of my memory. I adjust my feet the way she taught me earlier while I try not to watch her circling me. With her eyes constantly staying on me, I ca
TheronI haven’t even had the chance to wash the scent of Zephyra off my skin before the vultures start circling. I step into the main hall, and behind me, Jareth follows, frowning. We both hate Kane. Everyone in the whole of Thyrenna probably does. If I had my way, I’d have nothing to do with him, but his sister is the first consort and he holds too much sway in Thyrenna to ignore. Whether I like it or not, he’s played a role in supporting us, but that was in the past.Grimm is already pacing in my head, restless and pissed. ‘This better be quick,’ he growls. ‘I don’t like leaving our mate alone so soon after claiming her.’Neither do I. She linked me the moment she woke up, and I already have Khaisha on the way to check on her. Maybe a walk around the palace or a run will clear her head, though I doubt it. The last time she ran, she nearly tore Anya apart.When I enter the hall, the first thing I see is Alpha Kane. He doesn’t bow. He gives a shallow, mocking tilt of his head that b
I also don’t mention being humiliated, forced to publicly kiss the feet of nobles and the King. Yeah, my foster parents were dicks.“What is the name of your bloodline?”“Fenaris.” Saying it makes the hairs on her skin rise, goosebumps spreading across her arms.“I never thought anyone would truly understand me,” she whispers.“I do.” I gently kiss her forehead. I’ve been beaten and punished for things I never asked for. I know that emptiness. I hate that she had to go through any of it, and I’ll make sure she gets her vengeance.“You’re hiding something from me,” she mutters. “I can feel it through the bond.”Anya’s words ring in my head: ‘I know she’s not Alpha Kaelen’s real child, just like I also know she has no parents.’‘Do not tell her!’ Grimm shouts. He’d been so quiet I was actually starting to enjoy myself.‘It’s her right to know.’‘She will lose her mind! I know it!’ he hisses and I shut him out, let out a long sigh, and prepare to tell her everything.…….A few hours late
TheronThe shower water has long since dried off our bodies as we stay tangled in the sheets. My hand rests on Zephyra’s stomach, her head tucked against my chest, right where I always want it to be. From this angle, I have a perfect view of the mark I placed on her neck. It’s sealed now, faded into a faint dark bruising that I don’t like.I want it more evident, louder, so everyone knows she’s taken. Her looks are unique, and no one can deny she’s the most gorgeous being to ever grace this palace. I know other male Lycans who don’t care about her eyes will want to look, to talk to her, and I hate the thought already.A possessive growl builds in my throat. “We should get a tattoo. Darker ink over the mark to make it stand out.” I run my fingers along her spine and through the humming bond I feel her ease and quiet joy. “Tattoos?” she asks, a thousand thoughts already flooding her mind. She’s wondering if it’ll hurt, or if it’ll even look good on her skin.“I think you’d look beautif
His growl sends a violent shiver running down my spine. Theron wraps one big hand around my throat like a physical claim that tethers me to him. His lips brush the shell of my ear before he speaks. “Take off your panties,” he commands. His voice is low and rough.Like a spell has been cast over me, I completely forget how to think properly. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my soaked lace and drag them down my thighs, bending forward so my ass presses firmly back against his hard cock. The heat of him makes me whimper. Behind me, I hear the sound of rustling as he sheds his own clothes and tosses them aside. Then he spins me around to face him.Theron’s mouth crashes against mine, hungry, desperate, and possessive. I don’t need him to tell me how much he’s been thinking about this; my body feels his need just as strongly as his body feels mine. His hand slides into my hair, gripping tight to sting in the best way and tilting my head back so he can deepen the kiss. I moan into h
Zephyra King Theron places my hand on his chest, his larger hand resting over mine. My breath catches as I feel his heart beating beneath my palm wildly. It shows me he’s breathing, that he’s here. That he truly survived the attack, just like Roxy said he would.I’m not entirely sure what I’m fee
Zephyra My legs keep moving across the cold tiles of my bedroom, back and forth, everywhere and forth, all because I can’t stop thinking about a single thing. Everything that happened with the king replays in my head no matter how hard I try to push it away. I still see the arrow as it pierced hi
Theron She’s frozen. She’s not running, not listening. Just staring at what’s in front of us like her legs have forgotten how to move. She usually obeys without hesitation, but right now my voice isn’t reaching her. Her focus is locked somewhere else, whatever her instincts caught before mine did
Zephyra “Nysha said you don’t know much about pleasing a male Lycan.”That is not what I expected to hear as the first words out of my Lardin’s mouth.Roxy has been quiet for almost an hour since she returned from her outing. So quiet that I had started to believe we would go the entire day withou







