LOGINThe scent of rain drenched pine drifted through the open windows of the room, but all I could smell was the lingering trace of sandalwood and citrus. It was the smell of Risa which had permeated every corner of this palace, turning this cold fortress into something that felt like a home.I stood by the tinted glass, watching her walk through the courtyard below. She was accompanied by that boy, Axel. I had let him in to come see her often because I knew she needed a piece of her old life to keep her company, but watching him touch her arm made the wolf inside me pace with jealousy but I suppressed it.“Patience, Kael,” I told myself, my fingers curling into the palm of my hand. She is a wounded bird and if I tighten my grip, I'll only feel her bones snap.I had spent the last hour reviewing the reports from my shadow guards I had placed around her. They told me how she had dismantled Elara and the Council daughters with nothing but her wits and the sheer weight of her presence. A ghos
~ Kael's POV ~The crown is not a gift bestowed upon the worthy, rather it is a weight seized by the desperate.I stood by the window of my private chambers, the glass reflecting a man the world feared, but few truly knew. Below, the palace grounds were buzzing of activities, as the preparation for a ceremony that would link my soul to the only woman who had ever made me feel like I was more than a monster were being made.My life began in the dirt, low and ugly. My mother was a woman of low born. Just a maid with a scent of wildflower and a spirit too fragile for the royal court who the previous King had forced himself upon and discarded the next day. She had screamed, clawed his flesh, cried till her voice was hoarse, but he still took her innocence simply because he had the power to, and threw her out like trash. Even when she was confirmed to be with child, his disgust still remained because she was nothing but a maid. To my father, I was only but a stain and a biological error
The days leading up to the ceremony were tiring and bone breaking. There was a lot of fitting going on and I had to choose the colours for the event and pick out every cutlery. When I did it the last time for my previous mating ceremony, it was also this exhausting and I really didn't want to do it again, but here I amBut the loud and stressful meetings weren't really my problem, it was the quiet moments that truly unsettled me. I stood on the balcony, watching the sun dip below the peaks.Kael’s words from the study the other day still echoed in my mind. He hadn't praised me for being a dood woman or a dutiful partner but he had praised my strength. He enjoyed seeing me stand on my own, claws out and mind sharp, far more than he seemed to enjoy playing the protector. It was an intoxicating kind of validation I didn't know I craved so much. For five years, I had been the glue holding Cade together, and he had resented me for the very strength he relied on. Kael, however, seemed to wa
Talking about the silver fire did make me feel some type of way. Maybe I really hadn't thought the whole thing through, but then again, if Kael had suggested the ritual he must certainly have something up his sleeves and I can only trust him since he said he'd do anything to protect me. As I walked back I could feel the eyes of the palace staff and the lingering nobles on me, but the quality of their stares had shifted. There was still the bitter sting of resentment from those who felt passed over, but a new there was a quieter current which had emerged. I could sense respect from their gaze. As I passed through the Great Hall, one of the Duke offered a slow nod clearly showing respect. I returned the nod with a calm smile. I knew that Elara and her circle wouldn't just stop harassing me. They were the type to nurture a grudge until it turned into a weapon. But as I stepped into the King’s private study, those worries felt a world away.Kael was standing by the massive windows with
The morning light in the Queen’s Wing was pale, as it filtered through the floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the jagged peaks. I sat at my vanity, the invitation letter that had been sent for me to look at. It was a cream colored cardstock embossed with the gold seal of the High Council.“A formal apology brunch,” it read. “To mend the unfortunate misunderstandings in the garden.”I traced the elegant script with my finger. It was signed by Lady Elara and four other daughters of the Council. I could practically smell the venom through the perfume on the paper.Keal had warned me that they would surely try something else after the previous altercation as they wouldn't easily back down. He had come to my room after the garden incident, his presence filling the space. "Serpents do not stop being serpents simply because they have been stepped on. They just wait until you are no longer looking at their fangs.” He stood a few meters from me as he gripped something tightly in his
The silence that followed Elara’s venomous remark was thick enough to choke on. They expected me to crumble. They truly expected the discarded Luna to weep or flee but if that was truly what they were thinking then they didn't know me at all.I took a slow, deliberate sip of my tea, the porcelain clicking softly against my teeth. I let the silence stretch until the smirk on Elara’s face began to waver, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. When I finally set the cup down, I leaned forward, my movements fluid and predatory."It is fascinating, Elara," I began, my voice a melodic purr that carried to every corner of the garden. "That you speak of purity but maybe you just lack the opportunity I have. You’ve spent your life in the safety of these walls, a hothouse flower waiting for a King who never looked your way. You speak of me being used by a lesser Alpha? I call it being forged."I stood up, and the sheer force of my presence made the women at the table flinch back. I didn't shout.
I sank into the armchair, the crimson silk of my dress rustling like dry leaves on my skin. Axel dropped into the chair opposite me, his long legs stretching out as he let out a low whistle."I have to say," he began, a lopsided grin tugging at the corner of his mouth, "I was really impressed out
I was in my study, trying to focus on the grain distribution reports that had been submitted this morning, but the numbers blurred out of focus. My mind kept looping back to the feeling of Cade’s hand on my arm and the way he’d switched from a monster to a husband who seemed to be grieving in the b
"Enough with your stupid theories," I said, waving a hand to cut through the sudden silence he’d just created. "Stop speculating. You’re starting to sound like one of those tabloid bloggers. If Kael had truly found his mate, he’s the King so he has no reason to hide her. He could have anyone he wan
Marcus pushed the SUV to its absolute limit. My body was tossed like a ragdoll against the seatbelt with every violent swerve he made."Marcus, the van ahead!" I yelled, gripping the overhead handle so hard my knuckles burned white."They’re cut off, Luna!" he roared back, his arms bulging as he fo







