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No Crown for the Illegitimate Heir
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I am Ivy Blackthorne, the Luna of the Graystone pack and a princess of the White Wolf royalty. Tomorrow, when the full moon rises, I will personally place the heirloom upon my nine-year-old pup, Lucas Gowling, as both his mother and Luna. Lucas is not only my pup with my Alpha mate, Alexander Gowling, but he is also the Child of Prophecy foretold to lead the Graystone pack to glory. For nine years, I have believed that moment will be the most perfect in my life. But three minutes ago, I caught a faint yet chillingly bitter scent in my breakfast. It is wolfsbane, a rare poison that can kill wolves. My blood runs cold. Who would poison my food? I force myself to stay calm and not react immediately. I lift my bowl and pretend to drink its contents, but I secretly pour it into a napkin under the table. A more terrifying thought forms in my mind—if my breakfast is poisoned, then what about Lucas' food? I shoot to my feet right away. Without even stopping to grab a coat, I rush toward the training grounds in the back of the mountains. Before I reach it, I hear Lucas' voice from the woods toward the north. "Mother, did I do well today? I watch her eat breakfast with my own eyes." I freeze like I was hit by a bolt of lightning. Trembling, I push aside the bushes, only to see someone unexpected standing there. It is Sophia Crow, Alexander's childhood sweetheart, whom he had supposedly cut off from his life long ago. She crouches slightly and wipes Lucas' sweat off his brow, her movements intimate and natural. "Very good. Just one more day. After the succession ceremony tomorrow, you won't need to call her 'Mother' anymore," says Sophia. Lucas replies, "I've grown tired of calling her Mother for a long time. If she dies, can I openly call you 'Mother'?" Sophia gently pulls Lucas into her arms. "Of course. You are my pup to begin with." In that instant, every breath I take feels suffocating. The pain is unbearable. The pup I raised for nine years is actually the illegitimate child of my mate and his childhood sweetheart.
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Beep, beep, beep, beep… Beep, beep, beep, beep… Beep, beep, beep, beep. I slammed the “dismiss” button on my phone to end the aural torture. Most people set their morning alarm to some kind of preset music that gently awakens them. Me, I have to have the most obnoxious racket I can stand to get me out of bed on time or I end up having dreams about elevators and waking up late.
I don’t want to get out of bed. It’s cozy and warm, for one thing. For another, I worked out through a hangover yesterday and today I am feeling it. When I say “feeling it,” I mean I’m three painkillers away from being able to stand back up from the toilet. But I will not fail! I can’t be that person that wimps out on New Year’s resolutions in the first week. I take a look at the clock– shit, 7:15 AM already– and quickly revise my plan for the morning.
As much as I want to call in sick, I need my job. I need it like I need to eat. Well… I need it because I need to eat. I knew better than to get an interior design degree, but I so love all the fun textures and colors, and there’s nothing I like better than transforming a space from sad and ugly into something amazing. I’m not sure how old I was when I realized, but ever since I can remember I've loved to change and rearrange rooms. That being said, I knew going in that jobs didn't grow on trees… not this kind, anyway. So when I finally, finally got hired into the design wing of Úlfur Industries, I knew I had to excel or I might as well change my name to McBoned. It was my determination to be the best that fueled this year's over-ambitious list of resolutions: be the top designer at my job, find myself a boyfriend that I’ll like more than a quiet night alone, and lose 15 pounds. Hopefully, only two of these would be impossible. In my determination to have it all, I decide that I'll just take a walk instead of a cab, and the stairs instead of the elevator at work. I work on the 8th floor so I feel pretty confident about counting stairs as my workout. Five times a week, baby! January 3rd, I'm coming into work with my brand new workout plan. I start my journey with the first step.Admittedly, my apartment complex doesn’t lend itself to optimism. My neighbors to the right are clearly nocturnal, and the hallways always smell like pee and marijuana. The carpets were probably dark blue at some point, but now they’re a grungy brown to match the walls. There’s always some kind of graffiti about the apartment manager– probably someone trying to get him to repaint– and we’ve all gotten a thousand threatening emails about dire consequences if he finds any new “art.” Once I get out on the streets of the Big Apple, I’m able to take a deep breath and find a smile. I can do this. Probably.
Nine city blocks– in a heavy coat, business casual clothes, and a pair of Louboutin shoes, no less– and five floors later, I'm a red, sweaty, mess and I'm going to be late to work. I have absolutely resigned myself to this fact. I am dragging myself up the stairs by the rail in a token resistance to finding an elevator and I don't think I'll last much longer. I've also resigned myself to the embarrassment of being caught up with and passed by the fittest man I've ever seen in person.
Seriously, he looks like an anatomical model in a textbook, but with a chiseled jaw and dark wavy hair and, oh God, naturally swarthy skin that has that delicious tan all year long. Not that I truly notice him coming up behind me because my vision is tunneling. Maybe he's an angel, here to tell me my heart exploded and I'm not going to Hell, after all. Maybe I should lay down here and accept my afterlife. Maybe the angel will carry me to Heaven and I'll get to lay my head on his massive shoulder and see if he smells heavenly, too. Making sure not to scuff my heels as I go, I slide my ass to the concrete floor of the stairwell in total acceptance. I'm ready.
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The exile order to the northern salt plains was carried out two weeks later.Alexander was marched through the central square in chains on the day he left. Heavy black iron shackles weighed him down, and he wore nothing but a plain gray robe.No one came to see him off, and no one spoke for him.The once untouchable Alpha of the Graystone pack was now the object of spectacle for the werewolves he had once looked down on as he descended from his pedestal.When Alexander passed the platform, he looked up and saw me.Dressed in a silver-white royal robe, I stood before the stone seat, listening as the elders reported on the latest border supply movements.He looked at me for a long time, to the point the guards grew impatient and urged him forward.Eventually, Alexander called out to me with a hoarse voice, "Ivy."I looked down at him, not an ounce of emotions left in my gaze. It was as if I were merely looking at an ordinary criminal.Clearly, Alexander had realized that.And i
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I didn't have to go, but I went anyway. That was because I knew Alexander wouldn't last much longer.For an Alpha who had relied heavily on the white wolf's blessing to hold his power together, the backlash from breaking a mate bond would hit far harder than it would for an ordinary wolf.Sure enough, when I pushed the door open, Alexander was sitting on the cold stone bed. Every breath he took was strained and uneven.He'd lost weight, and the veins in his wrists stood out sharply. Gone was his usual suffocating presence."You came." Alexander looked up, his eyes bloodshot.I stayed by the door, not planning to step inside. "Say what you need to say."Alexander stared at me for a long time. Then, his voice dropped into a quiet plea. "I'm begging you. Please don't let them exile me. You know what the northern salt plains are like. It's no different from a death sentence if I go there in my current condition."I looked down at his hand gripping the hem of my dress, my gaze turnin
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Early the next dawn, the public trial began ahead of schedule.Nearly everyone in the Graystone pack with the right to attend was there. Even the guards from the border watchtowers had been recalled.Sophia's hair was disheveled when she was brought in, her wrist bound in restraining silver. Tears spilled from her eyes the moment she saw Alexander. "Save me, Alexander!"He instinctively took a step forward but froze when his gaze met mine.Alexander's hesitation made Sophia snap. The pleading in her eyes immediately turned venomous."What are you looking at?" With reddening eyes, she suddenly shrieked, "You're regretting it now? You were the one who switched the pups and ordered for her to be drugged! You said as long as Ivy's senses were dulled, she'd never find out the truth!"The entire square fell into dead silence.Alexander's face darkened. "Shut up!""Why should I?" As if bordering on hysterical, Sophia laughed while tears streamed down her face. "Wasn't it you who said
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The once untouchable Alpha of the Graystone pack now looked like a hollowed-out beast, barely staying on his feet."Leave." Father's royal guard blocked him coldly."I just need a word with Ivy." Alexander's voice was hoarse when he spoke. "Just a quick word."I hadn't planned to see him. But I wanted to see how he'd react now that he knew the mate bond was gone.So, I stepped out of the tent.Something akin to pitiful hope lit up in Alexander's eyes the moment he saw me."Ivy." He stepped forward, then seemed to remember himself and stopped short. "That blood-bound contract last night… You did that on purpose, didn't you?""I did," I replied without hesitation.Alexander's throat worked hard as he swallowed."Take it back," he said. "The trial, the testimonies, and the royal inquiry—I'll accept all of it. You can strip me of my Alpha title, too. But not the mate bond." I almost laughed. "Why not?""Because we're mates." Alexander stared at me, his voice growing urgent. "Th
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Less than half an hour after the call ended, the sound of snapping branches came from the forest behind me.Alexander had found me.Gone was the rage he'd shown back at the residence. In its place was a gentle, subdued look laced with apology that I knew all too well.Alexander stepped up behind
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The first thing I did after returning to our residence was to get rid of the rest of my breakfast.Alexander came back not longer after.Like an attentive partner, he had a bouquet of my favorite flowers, white roses still beaded with dew, in his hand."You look pale today, Ivy." He stepped close
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Just then, Alexander Gowling arrived, dew still clinging to his black cloak. He had just finished his morning training.He said, "I told you not to make any mistakes before the heir is officially named. No matter what, Ivy raised him for nine years. She will still be his mother in name and the Luna
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