Se connecterFrost's POV The sun was going down, slowly giving way for the moon. The atmosphere was cool. The winds blew through the window in the most soothing way words could describe. I felt this wave of relief wash over me, and a slight moan escaping my lips.There was also this unexplainable... happiness bubbling within me, my lips curved into a wide smile that didn't seem to cease. I didn't know where it emanated from. Perhaps, it was because I stared at the mirror, dressing up to meet my beloved, my heartthrob, my peace, my lover. The thoughts of her alone were refreshing. I loved the way she spoke, the way she looked at me, the way she made me calm with her smooth gestures. She was the perfect lady, the best thing that could have happened to me.I was preparing to meet her, to spend time with her. The council meeting had reignited the feeling of having her closer to myself, and I didn't want to sleep on that feeling.Whilst in the thought of her, a loud knock on the door disrupted me,
Frost's POV In our moments of reflection, we agreed on one thing—to fight the enemies till the end. We weighed each man and woman on our scale of loyalty and devotion. Some were found wanting, and some others ticked the boxes. I remember that I and Rya held hands together, still under the moon's ethereal glow, and in the calmness of the night. We peered into each other's eyes, our hearts and souls transparent to ourselves. We chose never to lose. We decided to fight fire, but not with fire.We thought it best to expose the conspirators, one after the other, to build the pack back to what it always was. And by morning, we started off strongly from the hooks. I was well dressed. I asked the maids to be specific and intentional in my looks for that morning's council meeting. And staring into the mirror when they were done, my confidence tripled. I walked into the council room majestically—back straightened, chin up, eyes bright and wide, staring at each man until I arrived at my sea
Rya's POV"It'll just take a minute of your time. That's all," he assured me. A lot was going on in just a few seconds. It began with the strange request to speak with me. The very man who tried to tear me down the previous day, or squeezed his face with so much loathe while I spoke a few minutes past, now wanted an audience with me. It got worse with the way his lips never changed for minutes. He was just smiling sheepishly. Weren't his jaw bones and cheeks aching from that much strain? Everything around him screamed danger. And I weighed all these thoughts in just a few seconds before I decided to take the bull by the horn and agreed to his request."Sure. I'm all ears," I answered him. "Can we..." He paused, scanned around and lowered his tone. "Can we talk somewhere more private?"My lifted chin dropped. My eyebrows arched, and my lips curved into a smirk as I nodded. "It's fine. Follow me," I said to him. I led the way, walking past the hallway into my study room. As soon a
Rya's POVI had just stepped into the pack house, when Lia's excited voice cut through the silence, disrupting my train of thoughts. "Ha! Thank the heavens you've returned. We need to talk," she said to me, bridging the distance between us with some kind of urgency in her feet. Initially, I took it as just her usual excitement for even the most minute things. But this was different. Her face was squeezed, pale, no smiles or that usual ecstatic expression seated on her face. She pulled me by the arm, with a tight grip that made me shiver in fear that my bones would be crushed. She pulled me to the side, away from the guards that followed behind me. "Calm the hell down, Lia!" I squealed the words, only not too loudly for another to hear. Once we stopped and reached her supposed destination, I regained my breath. I scanned that open space before asking her, "What is going on? Why so... feisty?"She breathed, trying to gather her words. "For the zillionth time, the people are talkin
Rya's POVI felt so safe in Frost's arms, that by morning, I wasn't willing to let go. I had my arms wrapped around him throughout the night. I had never felt any safer except during that moment. Morning had come. The birds chirped loudly against the windows. The sun was already seated in the sky, casting its perfect colour on the landscape and its rays piercing through the window. I let out a deep breath whilst still clinging to him. I couldn't help but perceive the sweetness that followed his skin. His body was smooth, fresh, and had this natural scent that filled my nostrils. His heartbeat was... steady, a gentle rhythm I was flowing with. His warmth felt like a shield I never knew I needed. My mind already began playing tricks on me. The close proximity to him was almost forcing me to leap on him and devour him with every ounce of sexual excitement flowing through my body. And I was very much certain that he would not refuse this particular offer. But reality dawned on me b
Frost's POV "Hi." I waved at her.I was trying so hard to draw in my breath slowly. But they came in shaky, and at the same time, I fought so hard to not show how nervous I had been.Rya leaned against the doorframe. Her hair was a mess, but there was a way it just... showed off a beauty in her that words couldn't explain. She was dressed in a free satin gown—a nightwear preferably. It had its cleavage well exposed to display that smooth and colorful skin of her. For a moment, I suspected she could feel me coming and already prepared for me.If she did, then she won, because I stood there, ogling like her like a helplessly lost man. "Well?" She broke the silence between us, and that was the moment my view of her became... normal. "You want to come in or you just want to stand there staring?""I'm sorry," I lowered my head. Shame descended on me. I could only hold back my smile and walk into the room. I let out that hanging breath in my throat as soon as I stepped in. My eyes scann







