LOGIN“Let me taste you, Oliver,” Arias’s voice strained, his large hands holding the male he loved against him. Oliver’s brows dipped, coming together, pain etched across his features. “W-what?,” he stuttered, shocked at the enormity of Arias’s request. “W-we can’t do that.” ----- I was supposed to marry her. The female my father chose, the one who would bind our packs together and make me the alpha everyone expected. But gods, I didn’t want her. I wanted him. Arias fucking Thorne, the youngest alpha of the nine packs, dangerous and overwhelming and everything I couldn’t be. My father would kill us both if he knew. We’d be banished. But while I was busy trying not to burn for the wrong wolven, something worse was stirring in the shadows. Wolves were turning into nightmares, creatures with bloodshot eyes and bones that bent wrong. And somehow, my blood, the forbidden fire I’d spent my life hiding, was the key to it all. The packs were splintering. An ancient evil was rising. And I was caught between duty and a male who made me feel like I was worth more than just my title.
View More“He’s waking up,” I said to both Keyleth and Simon, dragging their attention from each other to the wolven strapped on a wooden chair at the far back of Simon’s house. Strands of hair stuck to his forehead, matted by sweat and a mix of something damp. His eyelashes fluttured and brown eyes opened to meet mine. “For second, I thought you weren't going to wake up.” The corner of my lips lifted up. His eyes flew wide, and he snapped his gaze from mine to the other side of the room. “Look, I have no idea what's going on.” He managed to speak, sitting up on the chair and lifting his head a little higher. His eyes visibly hardened when they reached Keyleth and then he snapped his gaze back to me again. If his eyes could widen any further, they just did. Mouth falling open, he fumbled with the wrap that tied his hands together behind the chair. “You're the alpha!” He seethed, now violently struggling against the chair. The four legs of the wooden furniture rattled with each m
Soon, more wolvens were going to rush into this room. We were making a lot of ruckus and sure to draw more attention.“Keyleth!” I shouted, evading a hit to my side. “Grab the male!”“Yer come in here causing a nuisance,” he flattened his palm and aimed towards me. Breaking the table I’d been in front of into two. It was worn out, but he was far stronger than what I'd expected him to be. “And now, yer trying to steal my customer!”The embers within me raced, adrenaline pumping into my veins. I’d dragged this out for too long.I flipped the dagger and went at him head on. His fist directed to my face and my arms held back. I waited till he was seconds away from my face, before leaning an inch back, moving my body to the side and slamming the tip of the blade into his heart.He staggered, wide eyes dropping to the blade in his chest and then to me. His eyes widened another fraction, I noticed the way they went above mine. Blood sputtered from his lips, and he dropped to the floor with
“It's not so hard,” Keyleth stood in front of me, the hood she’d on earlier down and a frown on her face. “It's not supposed to be so hard to stay put, but I’m glad you didn't listen to me.”My lips parted to counter what she’d just said, when she grabbed a handful of my tunic and pulled me in, shutting the door close immediately.The slumped body on the ground stopped whatever that had been on its way out of my mouth. I struggled to swallow the hiss that threatened to leave my lips, eyeing the unconscious male on the ground of the tavern room.“You told me to trust you,” My voice had dropped low, as I turned to her with an arched brow. “And you didn't.”“Yeah,” I snorted, “Somehow you managed to fuck this up and again, make me question why I ever listen to you.”Keyleth dropped her eyebrows and glared at me, the intensity of it enough to make an ordinary wolven take a step back. I wasn't ordinary, and I wasn't taking any fucking step back.“I admit it isn't my best plan.”I turned a
“This is a terrible idea.” “You always think that at first.” Green eyes met mine, turning right back towards the wide path. “Just have faith in me.” Keyleth had traded her usual Valeras dress for something easier to move in, the black pants and tunic she had on covering most of her. I followed right behind her, a hood on, and my daggers strapped on either side of me. Swords were always a hassle to haul around without anyone noticing. I moved behind Keyleth, passing through a wall of vines, each intertwining and wrapping around each other. The path to the tavern was still the same way as before, with branches and tree stems on the paths. Cricked sounds filled the night as we pushed out till the building came into view. We broke through the foliage, the tavern hunkering in the clearing like a festering sore. Yellow light shone behind the window panes, sounds of wolvens having filling the air, and making a hell of noise. It wasn't just 'noise' pouring from the window panes that made t
“You're getting sloppy Oliver,” Vincent observed, tossing a dark-steeled blade at my head. I sidestepped it easily, lifting my fists in front of me. We moved around each other, with him evading most of the jabs I threw at him and me, well, getting my ass beat.I spat out the blood that had pooled i
One eyebrow lifted, as I processed what father just said. I knew not to question the decision of an alpha, especially in front of another but I couldn't stop the words from escaping my lips. “What point does that make?” Father's lips pressed into a thin line, the same time Alpha Reuel growled, obvi
I was to meet the future Luna of my pack today. She was a few feet away, seated at the dais with Father and the Alpha of the Skylarron pack. The clash of a sword against mine reverted my focus back to the brown haired wolven in front of me.“Are you going to come at me or what, pretty boy?” Jason t
The air was thick with tension and the restrained annoyance of my father as he stalked around his study, a glass of whiskey at hand and his jaw clenched. The familiar dark hair of his that Keyleth had inherited from him, swept against his broad shoulders over the brown tunic he wore. The resemblanc






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