An hour later, over coffee, Kent is looking over a fairly grim to-do list. โHanging wouldnโt work,โ he says.I shake my head. โImpossible to control. What if it went wrong? How about pretending to feed you wolfsbane?โโWe could accidentally swallow it. If I get nervous enough, I might.โI scoff. โYou? Nervous?โโOur kingdom and my brothersโ lives are at stake, so yes,โ he admits.Like the Alpha my father killed because of me? What did that Alpha have to do with my father? My past, at least before my earliest memories, is a mystery. A big blank canvas. I have no answers to the questions that plague me. And what does any of this have to do with my father becoming power-hungry and wanting to take over the Ruby Nightclaws? Does my mother know any of this? I can no more picture kind, loving Sally Blessing keeping all of this a secret and approving of it than I can fly to the moon.โOkay, so thatโs out. Pretending to drown you?โHe paces, circling his desk. โToo many variables, es
Me?The daughter of an Alpha?I sink down and Elayna catches my arm as my legs give way. Her hold braces me and her energy is completely different than last night.Is she showing kindness because I donโt carry Haydon Blessingโs blood in my veins? Or is it because Iโm royalty, too?โItโs alright, dear. Iโve got you.โ Elayna smooths my hair. My mind is a blank. The only thing I can come up with to say is, โDo the kings know?โโYes. I came to see them this morning when you were still sleeping.โI didnโt even wake up during her visit. Probably a good thing. I would have spoken to my father about it afterward when I mind-linked with him. I have half a mind to shift and mind-link to ask him myself if itโs true.โHow long have you known someone stole me?โ I asked.โOh, my dear. Since you were a tiny baby, Iโve heard the rumors. Everyone knew that a powerful Alpha lost his kingdom and his mind when he lost you. I hugged my sons closer to me the night I heard.โโHow did you knowโโS
Still on his feet, Lucas meets my gaze even though he must smell my anger and possibly his imminent death. I give him points for nerve if little else.He rakes his hand through his hair. โAurora, you have to understandโโI dig the point of the dagger into his flesh. โI doubt the Alphas will.โHe swallows, the motion of his Adamโs apple obvious in his skinny neck. โYou could just let me disappear and not tell them.โI press hard enough to draw one crimson pearl of blood, accompanied by the smell of burning flesh and a sizzling sound as silver sears his skin. โHOW LONG? How long have you danced on my fatherโs strings?โโPlease,โ he begs.โOh, now you want to beg after you nearly caused their deaths AND wound me up?โHis eyes look like wounded prey. Miserable but still determined to cling to his dignity. โYou would never have done it on your own. The massage cream proves it. So does your hesitation in slitting my throat.โDisgusted, I withdraw the dagger. โThen WHY did my father
Give up my mates?It has a cold, sad logic to it.But try telling that to them. I did, and I might as well be talking to their thrones.In the throne room, Jordan is still in full king mode, with Kent and Wiley backing him up. Theyโve confined Lucas to his room because heโs agreed to cooperate with them as a double agent and trap my father.He still insists I should run like a coward. Not in my nature, but in this case, discretion may be the better part of valor.Again, try telling that to my mates.โNo matter where you run, weโll find you,โ Jordan says, his fingers digging into my shoulders. โAnd where would you go?โโI have friends in other packs. Or I could cross the fence.โWiley snorts. โTry to pass as a human in one of those small towns?โโThatโs a possibility.โMaybe I could live in one of those hunting cabins humans have. They donโt notice each other sometimes, so I think I could keep a low profile.Wiley bares his teeth. โIf you do, weโll come after you and risk exp
Jordan leads me through Wileyโs and Kentโs bedrooms with his brothers beating us there to make sure everything is perfect. They probably slipped off to prepare the bedroom at some point during all of our plotting and scheming. That makes me lust after them even more.My heart is doing somersaults. I know I want this.With his arm around me, Jordan asserts, โYou belong to us. By dawn tomorrow, you won't have any doubts left in that beautiful silver head of yours. Remember what we said we wanted to do to youโall of us together?โโMoon Goddess, yes, please.โMe reclining on Jordan like a queen on her throne while Kent and Wiley take turns driving me out of my mind with pleasure, while I take them in every possible way and Jordan finishes last and best. Iโll feel like Cleopatra at the height of her power and desirability. I think she just might have been a shifter too. My knees canโt hold me up, and Jordan scoops me into his arms, whispering in my ear, โItโs going to be so good. We
โYou pick. I have no idea,โ I say, gazing at a table full of themes for the ball. Wiley, Kent, Jordan, and Elayna are all gazing down at it like theyโre studying Kentโs and my detailed plan to trap my father.After the last five days, Iโm swimming in sweet love with my mates, plotting to foil an assassination by staging one, and party planning details. The party, as Elayna reminds us hourly, is as important as catching my father. After all, enough Alphas and important figures have RSVPed to make the upcoming ball even bigger than last yearโs. Shifter feasts and balls are usually packed, but this one could break records. Alpha Arnold was one of the first to respond weeks ago. I both look forward to and dread seeing him on the night of the ball a week away.Wiley holds up an archery-themed pattern. โI like this one, and the green makes it pop. We are the Merry Men, after all.โKent rubs his chin. โWe did green and silver last year. Aurora?โโItโs certainly in my top five.โ I hol
โIโd be honored to be your date,โ Brynna says to Jordan, deliberately ignoring the deafening silence and the stony looks.This must be breaking every rule of royal protocol, and considering my assassination attempt, Iโm hardly one to throw the first stone. But Jordan didnโt exactly give her any encouragement. Whatever Brynnaโs faults, I thought she knew how to read the room. And the room is saying, โGo away.โSheโs always been the sophisticated one, even as a fellow hunter. When we were growing up, sheโd spend hours doing my makeup and hair and trying on clothes with me. My mother approved of that because it balanced out all the hours hunting in the woods with my father and coming back with mud in my fur. To my mother, you could still be a hunter and be feminine. Shifter women have balanced both for centuries. I was always hungry for a sister. As an only child, I craved that sibling experience. Derric was a wonderful friend and I had other girlfriends in the pack, but there are thi
I spend the rest of the day planning the ball with the kings and Elayna. After much deliberation, we all take a vote on the theme. We vote by secret ballot and Natasha and Stewart get a vote as well. Jordan and Elayna vote for the red with wolf pups.Kent, Wiley, and I vote for the yellow.Natasha votes for the autumn-patterned one.Stewart votes for the green with the hunterโs bow. Elayna doesn't seem crushed that yellow won. โItโs perfect,โ she declares.Kent and Wiley hug her. โItโll look spectacular,โ Wiley says. โI love yellow, just like Dad did. Now, about the musicโโโWe decided to give your friendโs band another chance,โ Kent says. โIt turns out that the tavern brawl was blown out of proportion.โWiley howls with glee. โThank you!โI shake my head, smiling. Elayna looks less than convinced, but she doesnโt make an issue of it. If her sons are happy, sheโs happy.Elayna is still looking over the menu. โWell, I just wanted to be sure. I wanted to have those little b
Jordan thrusts out his chest. โWe dare you to take control of us.โโIf you can,โ Wiley says with an impish grin.Kent gives me the understated bedroom eyes that always make my knees wobble. โDo your worst.โRelishing my role, I point to him. โI think we have a volunteerโget on the bed. Wiley. Jordan, your seats are ready.โWith both his brothers in their chairs, Kent stretches out on the bed, smoothing it around him. I lick my lips and approach him, taking a moment to survey all that manliness displayed before me, his arms extended, his legs open. He looks, oddly, like a medieval painting. Or maybe an ancient Greek sculpture.โKent, Iโm going to drive you out of your mind until you beg for release.โHe doesnโt repeat his prompt to do my worst, but his eyes speak volumes. โBut first, I need somethingโand it doesnโt have lavender in it. Itโs from Phaedra. Donโt go anywhere.โI dart into the bathroom and return with a bottle of pure sandalwood oil. I pour a generous amount of san
Kent breaks the stunned silence. โWe want it said that Alpha Arnold had no knowledge of this wicked plot, and was appalled when he found out. He did what any responsible Alpha would do and exiled Haydon Blessing on the spot. The traitor is not welcome in the Nightstalkersโ kingdom or ours.โThe guestsโ eyes turn to red and gold. Growls of righteous fury fill the room.Alpha Arnold raises a hand and Kent nods at him, beckoning him. When he approaches us, we move to make room for him. In a solemn voice, he says, โOn behalf of our entire pack, I apologize for this betrayal. Haydon Blessing was my friend, but the man I saw tonight was not him. Iโm certain that his mate, well-loved in our pack, knows nothing of this. I know this news will break her heart. She will be protected, make no mistakeโif the traitor tries to get to her, the entire pack will come after him tooth and claw.โJordan says in a strong voice, โMake that BOTH our packs.โEvery Ruby Nightclaw shifter in the room howls t
Their hands are in my hair, and their arms are around me, comforting me. Alpha Arnold murmurs something I donโt catch. It sounds sympathetic. Jordan answers him in a low voice, and I hear Alpha Arnoldโs footsteps as he leaves us alone. โHe doesnโt blame you,โ Jordan whispers.โI should have told him.โIt should never have gotten this far with my father. I wish I had said no to him. But who else would he have sent? At least this way I came here and found out the truth. In case he tries to recruit anyone else for this gruesome task, my mates and I will spread the word. The idea makes me quake, but I think we have a duty to warn people about the vile things my father has been saying about the Leavenworths. He might attempt to smear my name, too, although his influence disappeared with him. I didnโt even get to ask him about why he thought a stolen Alphaโs daughter would help him in his warped ambitions. Just as well. Heโd just lie and twist everything around and play the victim. Thr
โDo it, if you have the courage,โ Haydon taunts my mates. โKill me in front of her. Youโd break her heart and you know it.โ My heart is already broken by his actions and words now. โI should be running this pack,โ he continues. โIโd be a much stronger leader.โโWeโll just see what your Alpha thinks of that,โ Kent shoots back.โRight now, if I were you, Iโd be more worried about Aurora.โ Haydon looks sorrowful. โYou claim to be her mates. Youโve moved her into your suite and been seen joined at the tail with her. Do you know what harming me is going to do to her?โHeโs still the man who raised me, unfortunately, and I can hear the tenderness in his voice as he says my name.โLet him go.โI have to force the words out and feel sick when he looks at me. I wish I could say I was surprised.Wiley growls in disbeliefโthe wolf equivalent of โWhat the hell?โJordan and Kent look at me pleadingly. โAurora, are you sure?โ Kent asks, always the one to think through things.My tears bu
I can just feel my fatherโs glee at the thought of me beheading the kings. The anticipation is almost more than he can bear. A little anti-silver medicine goes a long way as I throw it on the kings while my knife lowers to their necks.My father bellows, โWHAT ARE YOU DOING?โ Heโs noticed that something seems off. But then, this plan isnโt perfect. Almost perfect, and good enough to trap my father. He should have remembered that by the time the prey sees the snare, itโs too late to escape.The sizzling silver wounds heal instantly and my mates leap up. Fully alive, covered in blood, smiling with defiance. Magnificent. โYouโre alive?โ Even shouting, my father doesnโt sound so confident now.In fact, the veins are popping out on his forehead, a sure sign heโs panicking. His mouth is opening and closing as he fights for breath. โWeโre alive and triumphant,โ Kent says. โClearly.โโYour fault for raising your daughter to be the worldโs best hunter,โ Jordan taunts my father, clea
Halfway through the meal, Elayna gets up and strides to the lectern, then addresses the crowd, regal and poised. โItโs time, in this room full of friends and my dear late husbandโs favorite color, to present the Morland Leavenworth Service Award. To give out the award, please welcome his sons and your Alpha Kings, Jordan, Kent, and Wiley.โThe guests erupt in applause and cheers. Sneaking a glance at my father, I see something no daughter should have to see on her fatherโs face. Vicious hatred for my mates.I turn my attention back to the lectern where Jordan, Kent, and Wiley stand proudly in blue, red, and yellow. Jordan begins. โMy father loved a good party. Nothing would have made him happier than to see this ballroom crammed with people. He loved to entertain. He was thrilled when his friends enjoyed themselves in his home. Although, as the night wore on, he often had his fill of socializing and would either take a walk in the galleries around the ballroom or in the garden. I
Peeping out into the ballroom, waiting to make our grand entrance, I see a sea of faces all talking, laughing, and bedazzling. Jordan adjusts my moonstone necklace, called the Tears of the Moon Goddess. Made of 24-karat gold, it has layers of moonstones linked together. The matching bracelets set the dress off strikingly, and he checks the clasps on them.โThese are just breathtaking,โ I say. โThank you for this gift.โJordan, radiant in blue and gold silk, kisses my shoulder. โTreasures for our treasure. Are you ready?โโDo I look ready?โโYou look blindingly beautiful,โ Kent says. Heโs chosen to wear red velvet with gold trim. I spot Brynna in the crowd talking to one of the lords at court. โShe looks fantastic,โ I murmur, with a grumble in my voice.Sharp-eyed Wiley, in a yellow silk suit, follows my gaze. โSo, what did she do to you?โI sigh. โStole the boy I liked when she knew I liked him and never apologized. She could have had any boy in the pack, but she picked him.โ
I spend the rest of the day planning the ball with the kings and Elayna. After much deliberation, we all take a vote on the theme. We vote by secret ballot and Natasha and Stewart get a vote as well. Jordan and Elayna vote for the red with wolf pups.Kent, Wiley, and I vote for the yellow.Natasha votes for the autumn-patterned one.Stewart votes for the green with the hunterโs bow. Elayna doesn't seem crushed that yellow won. โItโs perfect,โ she declares.Kent and Wiley hug her. โItโll look spectacular,โ Wiley says. โI love yellow, just like Dad did. Now, about the musicโโโWe decided to give your friendโs band another chance,โ Kent says. โIt turns out that the tavern brawl was blown out of proportion.โWiley howls with glee. โThank you!โI shake my head, smiling. Elayna looks less than convinced, but she doesnโt make an issue of it. If her sons are happy, sheโs happy.Elayna is still looking over the menu. โWell, I just wanted to be sure. I wanted to have those little b
โIโd be honored to be your date,โ Brynna says to Jordan, deliberately ignoring the deafening silence and the stony looks.This must be breaking every rule of royal protocol, and considering my assassination attempt, Iโm hardly one to throw the first stone. But Jordan didnโt exactly give her any encouragement. Whatever Brynnaโs faults, I thought she knew how to read the room. And the room is saying, โGo away.โSheโs always been the sophisticated one, even as a fellow hunter. When we were growing up, sheโd spend hours doing my makeup and hair and trying on clothes with me. My mother approved of that because it balanced out all the hours hunting in the woods with my father and coming back with mud in my fur. To my mother, you could still be a hunter and be feminine. Shifter women have balanced both for centuries. I was always hungry for a sister. As an only child, I craved that sibling experience. Derric was a wonderful friend and I had other girlfriends in the pack, but there are thi