Mag-log inI ripped his claws from my shoulders and pinned his arms above his head. He thrashed under me, his eyes flashing with something deeper than anger. That was when I sensed it. The sweet scent of cinnamon—the smell of a wolf’s arousal. We froze, our bodies pressed together, so close I could feel the tremors of his heart against mine. That wasn’t all….I felt his hardness, bulging and aching with need. “Don’t look at me.” He turned away, squeezing his eyes shut as his cheeks tinted pink with shame. “I give up, so just kill me already, I can’t take it anymore.” I swallowed hard, faltering yet again. But instead of recoiling, instead of mocking him, I crashed my lips against his. **** Darius Lane lost everything for the sake of love and freedom. Once a renowned Alpha betrothed to the princess of Fenrir, he was stripped of his title and dignity after he chose the man he loved over a Royal decree—the same man who betrayed and left him to bear the brunt of his actions. Out of despair, the young princess had taken her own life and Darius was condemned for murder, thrown at the mercy of Prince Kael, the ruthless tyrant who reduced him to less than a slave. But when Kael moves to end his life, the unthinkable happens. A mate bond sparks between them, turning the tides. The tyrant prince faltered for the first time in his life, unable to believe he was tied to his sister’s killer. And a man at that! It is a prison of desire for Darius, for he began to crave the cruel prince who takes pleasure in his suffering. Against their will, their wolves yearn for each other, and hatred soon blurs into obsession.
view moreDariusA year changed things.Not all at once. Not dramatically. The way things actually changed, which was slowly and without announcement, one repaired wall at a time, one returned pack member at a time, one morning where you woke up and reached for the bond and it was there, warm and steady and humming with the particular frequency of the person sleeping beside you, and you didn't have to think about it because it had never been gone, or it felt that way now, the way healed things eventually felt like they had always been whole.The pack house took four months to restore fully.Kael had overseen most of it personally, which surprised nobody. He was the kind of man who needed his hands in the work, who processed grief and guilt and the long aftermath of catastrophe through physical labor, through the specific satisfaction of a wall replastered and a floor relaid and a roof that no longer leaked when the autumn rains came. I had watched him from various windows and doorways across th
DariusI woke up alone.Not unusual. Kael had always been an early riser, up before the light, moving through the house with the quiet restlessness of someone whose brain refused to idle. I had spent years learning to sleep through it, the soft sounds of him in the kitchen, the creak of the back door when he went out to run the perimeter at dawn.But this was different.I woke up alone and reached instinctively for the bond, the way I had every morning for years, that first half-conscious check, the way you might reach for a glass of water without fully opening your eyes. Muscle memory. Reflex.My hand found empty air.I lay on my back in the salvaged bedroom on the second floor, the one Soren's unit had cleared and deemed structurally sound, and I stared at the ceiling and felt the hollow place in my chest do its slow aching pulse. Still there. Still fraying at the edges. The purge had taken the First out of Kael's blood clean and complete but the rejection had happened before that,
KaelI told them at dawn.The pack had gathered in the clearing east of the house, the one we used for assemblies and celebrations and the kind of announcements that couldn't be made indoors. Two hundred and thirty-one wolves, what remained of us after everything, standing in the pale early light with their breath misting and their eyes on me. Soren had his unit at the perimeter. The younger wolves stood in clusters, leaning into each other the way wolves did when the world felt unstable. The elders were at the front, their faces already arranged into the careful neutrality of people bracing for bad news.I stood in front of all of them and I told them the truth."Aveline Fenrir," I said, and my voice carried the way an Alpha's voice was built to carry, steady and clear and reaching every ear in the clearing, "gave her life last night to end the infestation. She carried the Obsidian Orb to the anchor point and she broke it. She saved this territory. She saved every one of you." I paus
DariusThe tear opened without warning.One second the basement was holding, tense and still, Kael's hands over mine on the Orb, the anchor point pulsing its slow violet rhythm. The next second the largest crack in the floor split wide, a sound like the world clearing its throat, and the light that poured out of it was not violet anymore.It was black. Absolute and total, the kind of black that wasn't an absence of light but a presence of something else entirely."Move!" Aveline shouted.We scattered. The crack widened fast, spiderwebbing across the floor in every direction, and from it came the demons, not the six that had been watching from the walls but dozens, pouring upward like water finding a drain in reverse, their wrongly jointed limbs unfolding as they hit air, their knuckle-crack sounds overlapping into a grinding roar that filled the basement and bounced off the black-sheeted walls.Reed was fighting before I'd fully registered the scale of it. Silver blade in each hand, m
KaelDarkness was the first thing I saw when my eyes flickered open. My head throbbed with a slow pulse of pain, and my tongue felt like it was made of dry wool.I tried to move my arms, but a sharp, metallic clink stopped me. I was sitting on a cold stone floor, and my wrists were pulled back behi
DariusI slapped a hand over my mouth immediately the words spilled out. Fuck! I didn't mean for that to come out, my eyes bulged out which was similar to that of Luca who stood, petrified by what I had said. His mouth opened and closed for a second, trying to form words to say."You’re lying," he
DariusThe tension in the room was thick and even a knife could cut through the entire atmosphere. My heart pounded with fury, hitting my ribs hard and fast. Elena looked like she was about to explode with frustration, her eyes swirled with this storm of need, like she would die if she didn't have
DariusMy jaw throbbed with a dull, heavy ache that radiated up into my ear and down my neck. Touched my lip and there was a flicker of red. I stared back at him, expecting to see some shade of regret but there was nothing there.He turned away from me, walking toward a small side table near the he












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