LOGINShe came to Moonclaw Citadel to earn a living. She never expected to become the obsession of two powerful Lycans. Elara thought working as a human servant in the Lycan King's citadel would be difficult. She was wrong. The real danger begins when the ruthless High Alpha, Vaelor, takes an interest in her, and the cold, untouchable Lycan King, Kaelith, begins watching her too. Two brothers. One human. And a rivalry born twenty-one years ago. Before Elara was born, Vaelor lost his mate to his own brother. Isolde rejected him because she loved Kaelith, choosing the future King over her destined mate. Her death should have ended the rivalry. It didn't. Now Elara's arrival awakens something buried deep within Moonclaw, and the closer she gets to the brothers, the more she realizes that the past isn't as dead as everyone believes. While Darian secretly gathers Lycans sworn to his blood oath and moves against the throne, a forgotten power begins stirring inside Elara. She entered Moonclaw as a powerless human servant. But if the secrets buried within her awaken completely, she may become the greatest threat, or the most powerful weapon, the Lycan realm has ever known. And when the King loves her, his Alpha brother desires her, and the woman they thought was dead begins fighting her way back to the throne... Elara will have to decide who she can trust before the war for the crown becomes a war for her.
View MoreDarian's POVI stood alone in the guest chambers, wiping the remaining sweat from my chest with a dry cloth. The bruise near my ribs from Kaelith's hilt still ached, a sharp reminder of the spar in the yard.The shadows along the wall shifted. Without a sound, the solid stone rippled like dark water, and a slender figure materialized into the room.I didn't turn around. "Is there any letter from the master?""No," Irene said, her voice smooth and melodic.She crossed the floor with silent steps, closing the distance between us. Her cool fingers reached up, gently touching my cheek, tracing the line of my jaw."What is troubling you, my lord?" she asked softly, her dark eyes searching mine.I let out a low breath, tossing the cloth onto the table. "The King's new servant. There is something off about her."Irene tilted her head, her hand lingering on my skin. "A human servant?""She is entirely human," I said, narrowing my eyes as the memory surfaced. "Yet somehow, she resisted my pow
The morning bells were drowned out by the harsh clatter of steel against steel.I carried a tray with Kaelith’s morning tea toward the training yard in the lower courtyard. The air was crisp and biting, smelling of damp dirt, sweat, and forged iron.Servants and guards had gathered along the high rails overlooking the yard. In the center of the ring, two figures moved with lethal speed.Kaelith and Darian.Both men had stripped off their formal tunics, wearing only thin dark breeches and leather boots. Their broad chests heaved with exertion, skin glistening with sweat in the pale sunlight. Kaelith wielded a broadsword with brutal efficiency, while Darian favored a pair of curved daggers, darting in and out like a viper testing its prey.Darian lunged forward, his blades whistling through the air.Kaelith deflected the strike with a sharp twist of his sword, the sound of colliding steel ringing across the yard. In a single fluid turn, Kaelith drove the hilt of his weapon straight i
The steam rose in curls from the tub in the corner of the royal bedchamber.The heat carried the sharp scent of cedarwood, crushed mint, and hot water, cutting through the chill of the room. I stood by the hearth, holding a dry towel against my arm, keeping my eyes fixed strictly on the flames.Behind the carved privacy partition, the water shifted with a slow splash."Bring the cedar oil," Kaelith's voice commanded, low and raspy through the mist.My heart gave a quiet thud against my ribs. I turned, picked up the small glass bottle from the side table, and walked around the partition.Kaelith sat back in the steaming water, resting his broad arms along the rim of the tub. Droplets of water glistened on his shoulders and chest, tracking down the pale scars that marked his skin. His hair was damp, pushed back from his forehead, exposing the severe lines of his jaw.I stopped two paces away, keeping my chin tucked low and extending the glass bottle."Pour it," he murmured without open
The private dining hall was built of gray mountain stone, cold and narrow.A long table ran down the center, covered with platters of roasted venison, thick rye bread, and silver flagons of spiced wine. Armored guards flanked the arched entryways, their hands resting on the pommels of their broadswords.I stood two paces behind Kaelith’s high-backed chair, an iron pitcher of water held firmly in both hands.Kaelith sat at the head of the table. To his right was Aliyah, elegant in dark green silk, cutting her meat with small, measured strokes. Across from her sat Vaelor, his boots kicked out under the wood, picking at his food with open boredom while the senior pack commanders next to him didn't bother touching the food.At the opposite end sat Alpha Darian. He wore a crisp northern coat lined with pale wolf fur, a faint, polite smile resting on his lips as he swirled his wine."The border passes are freezing early this year, Kaelith," Darian began, setting his goblet down with a soft






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