LOGINFor the first twenty years of my life, nothing interesting happened to me, nothing at all. I was just an orphan, trapped inside a prison of my own creation. My life was mundane, colourless, predictable, and for the longest time, I liked it that way. Life scared me. People scared me. Hell, everything scared me. Then Adrian walks into my life. Devilishly handsome and mysterious, the new priest sets me alight with desires I never knew existed. It's a sin, I know, but I can't help myself. His touch is magic. But Adrian is not what he appears to be. Our new priest is a Lycan King on the run from his enemies. And me? I'm not who I thought I was. I'm neither human nor wolf. I'm something else. Something that puts my life in danger. Just like that, my life is filled with excitement, adventure and more colour than I can handle. * I feel, more than see, as the priest kneels next to me. “Are you afraid of me, Pippa?" A little,”I answer. It's easier to be honest when you can't see the person's face. "Why?” "You- you make me…feel things.” "Hm-hm,”he grunts."And you've never felt these things before?" "No.” Out of nowhere, his warm hand falls on my hip, and a solitary finger traces along the length of my hipbone. My body comes alive and crackles with electricity, but I don't move, I don't even breathe.
View MoreDear Readers, And so we have reached the end of Adrian and Pippa's journey. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it - although this was a painful and difficult story to write at times. I am always short on words at the end of a book. I never know how to properly thank my dear readers for all your support and kindness. A 'thank you for reading' always seems inadequate to me, but please know that it means so, so much to my dark little heart. Your love for Adrian and Pippa brightened my days, and more than once your comments made me smile. Thank you for every gem, comment, review and word of support. Much love as always,Celice
Adrian’s POV In the weeks and months that followed Caspian’s death, the kingdom was in turmoil. No one knew what to expect from the new Lycan king, and everyone went on as if Caspian was still alive. They feared me as they feared him. After the execution of the traitors, Bryce and Terrance went back to their families and lives as pack Alphas. It was what they wanted and they deserved to live free and happy lives. Slowly, but surely, people started to realise that things are changing. One day, the Lycans started coming home. I thought the ones that were at the palace were all that was left of our kind, but I was wrong. Over the months, dozens showed up, including Thespian – Pippa’s father. They had been in hiding all this time, waiting for their true king's return so they could come home. We tracked down Denise’s family, and her sister came to fetch the Berger children. They asked for leave to change their names, which I granted, and they left. Their pack had been devastated like so
Pippa's POV For a long time, no one moves. It’s as if the world itself is holding its breath. I can scarcely believe it. After all these months of running and hiding, after all the years of torment Caspian wreaked upon the wolves, it’s over. Just like that it all comes to an end. I can't quite place myself in their shoes. I only had a glimpse of the suffering they have suffered, and that was bad enough. How immense their relief must be. How complete. Adrian gets to his feet and pulls back his aura. The terrified warriors don’t move. Even Bryce can’t seem to find the words, and simply stands there, staring at Caspian's lifeless, headless body. It's a fitting end for a man who kept two heads in a jar for more than a week, I suppose. Adrian looks up at me with eyes that are filled with tears. I can’t sense his emotions as strongly as he can sense mine, but I know that despite his remorse for killing Caspian, he’s relieved, overjoyed, and a little scared. I don’t know if he truly wants
Adrian's POVWith Ryker by my side, we sneak across the overgrown land bridge. Far below us, the ocean churns and smashes against the cliffs, signaling the incoming tide.We swing to the left, keeping to the palace walls until we reach a hole in the fence. We crawl through it into an unkempt garden. I suppose at one time it might have been beautiful, but the fountains are crumbling and ivy is growing out of control, strangling the rest of the garden to death.“Glad to see he took such good care of the place,” I say.“The last year or so, things started to unravel quickly. That’s why I left. He began to look at me in the same way he looked at the Stonefang twins.”“Yeah, that sucks,” I say. “Maybe you shouldn’t have helped him to kill his father, hm?”“Hindsight is a luxury many can't afford. The two of us included.”I decide it's better to shut up. He's right. As we make our way through the eerily quiet gardens, I ask, “Why did you do it?”“Carter was going to name Damien his heir. At
Adrian’s POV When Pippa’s light retreats, there’s almost nothing left of the part of the forest that surrounds us. The water in the stream boils and hisses softly as it releases steam into the atmosphere. Dying trees stand out starkly against the blue skies, their skeletons now nothing more than a m
Pippa's POV I wait and wait for the guilt to come, but instead I’m still just angry. There is no room for any other emotion. All I cared about was that they hurt Adrian, and I wanted them to suffer for what they had done. Killing them didn’t satiate my rage. It's still churning and boiling inside me
Adrian's POVWe don’t make it back to our camp until late the next morning.We were too tired to keep going, and Monty found an out of the way place where we could spend the night. The little holiday cottage was empty and boarded up for the winter, but we barricaded ourselves in regardless.Early the n
Caspian’s POV I’m tired. Day after day, my spies report that Adrian’s army keeps growing, and finding new mages to perform the ritual I need is proving much more difficult that I had anticipated. I thought rewarding the winners of the blood games with money and promoting them would win their loyalty
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