LOGINRaven's POV It was past nine in the morning, but the sky had surrendered to a deep, bruised purple that made the world look as dark as six in the evening. A storm was rolling in heavy. Through the walls of the suite, we could hear the mansion staff scurrying about, shutters banging and furniture being moved. This place had stood for centuries, so a bit of wind was nothing new, but the atmosphere felt charged with more than just rain.We all stood up from the rug, the remnants of our pancake breakfast forgotten. Darian stretched his arms over his head. "I’m going to take a bath," he announced."Me too," Valen added immediately.Darian paused, giving him a look of pure, unadulterated disgust. "Excuse me?"Valen shrugged, looking far too casual. "What? We’re both guys, Darian.""The answer is no," Darian said flatly. He turned on his heel and walked toward his room, likely to grab his towel and soaps before Valen could try to follow.Valen watched him go, then dropped back onto the sofa
Raven's POVI looked around the dark, freezing forest again, my heart beating against my ribs. I tried to make sense of the landscape, but the shadows seemed to shift whenever I looked at them too closely. Then, suddenly, everything went still. It was an unnatural silence, as if even the air had stopped moving.A steadily growing light appeared in the distance, cutting through the gloom. As the glow intensified, I saw a woman with long, silver hair walking toward me. She was talking to an older woman who shared the same striking shade of hair. My mind immediately flashed back to Alpha Storm. He had that same weird, silver hair color.Does it mean something? I wondered, shivering despite the lack of wind. Is this a memory? Or am I watching something happening right now somewhere else?As they drew closer, their voices became clear."The Kingdom needs a ruler," the first woman said, her voice sounding like the chime of a bell. "The seat has been empty for too long. It is causing a great
Raven's POV The shock was still rushing through my veins. One moment I was being lectured by an older woman about handling a household, and the next, Darian was almost poisoned. A man was even killed right in front of me. I had seen violence before but the speed of it, the absolute lack of hesitation in Maddox’s hands, left me feeling strange.As much as my mind replayed the sound of that snap, my heart was focused on Valen.He looked terrible. After forcing that confession out of the rogue, the color had drained from his face, leaving him looking pale and haunted. He had practically stumbled toward the balcony. I followed him, my heels clicking softly on the stone as I stepped into the cool night air.The balcony was large, fitted with a padded bench meant for stargazing. Valen had dropped heavily into it, his head in his hands. I sat down beside him, the silence between us heavy with the distant sounds of voices in the far distance."Are you okay?" I asked softly.He looked up, but
Darian's POV My throat was parched. Between the stuffy air of the hall and the endless, circular conversations with my Alphas, I felt like I’d been swallowed by a desert. My men had come to me with the same concerns the advisors had voiced earlier, concerns I had already addressed in my letters, but they were insistent. They wanted reassurances I wasn't willing to waste more time on.My cousin had at least provided some relief. He’d briefed me on the state of the Southern borders, proving once again how capable he was. Storm wasn't his real name, of course. My mother had let that secret slip once, though she was usually too busy fawning over him to be useful. His family was shrouded in secrecy and strange traditions, but as long as the South remained stable under his watch, I didn't care to pry into his mysteries.I moved toward the drinks table, my eyes settling on a row of glasses filled with a deep, crimson wine. I chose the one closest to the edge. It was cool to the touch, the c
Valen's POVYou know, parties are usually my thing. I love anything that loosens inhibitions and actually looks like fun. I like loud music, strong drinks, and the kind of energy that makes your wolf want to howl at the ceiling. But as I looked around at the wolves milling about, trying to maintain stiff social interactions, my vibe died immediately. I knew this couldn’t be a raving party, but what was this bleak mess?The Alphas were standing around like they had sticks shoved up their spines. They didn't have to act so stuck up just to prove they were strict and domineering. Power should be felt, not performed like a bad stage play.I looked around for my companions. Darian and Raven had already gone in different directions. I spotted Raven across the room where she was surrounded by a group of female Alphas. They seemed quite taken with her, leaning in and discussing something in low, hushed tones. Knowing female Alphas, it was probably something about men or lineage—things I defin
Raven's POV "You look gorgeous, Raven," Darian said, his voice dropping into that smooth, cool tone that always made my heart skip."Absolutely stunning," Valen added, his eyes raking over me with a bluntness that would have made me shrink away days ago. Now, it just made me feel seen.I felt the heat rising to my cheeks. "Thank you," I whispered, smoothing the midnight-blue fabric of my gown. "I actually feel pretty. You both look... well, you look like Kings."It wasn't an exaggeration. Darian in his white and gold looked like the embodiment of the sun, while Valen in his dark furs and silver looked like the king of the winter itself. I stepped between them, and together we left the quiet sanctuary of our lounge.The ball was being held in the same massive space where we had all been addressed on our first day at the mansion. Walking toward it now felt strange. It felt like that first day had happened months ago, even though it had only been a few weeks. Back then, I was a serving
Darian's POVThe Elders didn't linger. Once they were satisfied that we were physically inside the suite and the heavy oak doors were shut, they retreated to whatever dark corner of the mansion they inhabited. With how large it was, we could go months without even seeing each other. The guards took
Raven's POV Before I could even wrap my head around Diane being dragged out of the mud, a massive human arm wrapped around my middle. With a grunt of effort, I was hauled upward, the suction of the bog popping as I was pulled free. I landed on solid ground, my fur matted with stinking peat and my
Raven’s POVBeing sandwiched between two Kings during a slow dance was an experience I never thought I’d have. I could feel the heat radiating off both of them. Behind me, I could feel the unmistakable bulge of Valen’s hardness pressing against my back, but to my surprise, he wasn't trying to rub l
Raven's POVWhen I stepped back into our room, the air felt different. It wasn't the comfortable, messy chatter I was used to. Sheila and Dan were sitting on their beds, and as soon as I walked in, they sat up straight, their eyes wide. They were keeping a strange, respectable distance from me, lik







