Se connecterI felt Olarya's absence the moment I stepped out of the stable, having personally escorted her to the stall. She and the brown horse was being seen to by Aaron. The bun on Stella’s hair looked more like a bird’s nest as she walked in front of me, the bottom of her leathers rising from her ankles with each stride. My stiff shoulders wouldn't loosen up, even with every sigh I'd taken since we returned from the fields. Riding with Stella was supposed to be a distraction, one to divert my thoughts from him. But instead, I had to fucking hit the jackpot. Now, I could feel him everywhere. It felt like we were being followed, back at the fields. The atmosphere lowered to one that reminded me of him, and I'd hastily come to a rather brass conclusion. I let out another sigh again, my head falling forward slightly and strands of blonde hair toppling into my vision.We reached the castle grounds soon enough and I made quick work of escorting Stella to her chambers. “Thankyou,” She said softly
I’d somehow managed to not stomp all the way to the walls of Valeras and somehow find a way to get to Shadowfen last night. Now, I was dressed in dark-brown riding leathers, and boots to pair. My eyes squinted against the gust of cold wind, throwing strands of my hair backwards. Hair that I’d tugged multiple times the past night to get a certain wolven out of my head, but that's a topic for another day. Likely hour, but who's counting? The doors behind me clicked, and I turned to meet Stella’s warm ember eyes. The corner of her lips lifted, as she walked towards me. “My apologies for keeping you waiting,” She wore identical leathers to mine, her red wavy hair out of their braids and pulled back in what looked like a hasty bun. I shrugged. “It's fine. How was your night Stella?” “Well, asides the cold, I slept well.” She beamed. My brows furrowed as we walked side by side towards the stables, passing the stable boy who stood just in front of the entrance. He bowed his head as w
“Sometimes, I don't know what gets over you.” Keyleth murmured, ruffling the bundle of my blonde hair as she passed by and came into my view. I ignored her and directed my attention to the female who had walked in with her. Stella stood at my side, her red hair loosened from its usual braids and made to drop down her back. My eyes trailed from the ember of her irises to the freckles sprayed across her nose. My eyes squinted as I stared at them intensely, itching to count how many she had.But she was currently standing above me as I held my recently bleeding nose. Dropping the hand, I lifted the corners of my lips in what I hoped to be a decent smile.“It was just a simple…duel with Father,” I winced when I moved my right arm from the position it was. “Nothing more.”Keyleth snorted, folding her arms against her chest. My eyes bounced from her to Stella who stood beside her.“You look…different.” I observed, resisting the urge to let my eyes trail down her. Stella lifted a shoulder i
“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 in my mouth, the punch he'd given me nearly dislocating my jaw.Vincent eyed me, the corner of his lips lifting in a smirk. He took a step back, his brown hair catching the light. My eyes trailed down his features now that he wasn't in my face beating the hell out of me.His beard had gotten fuller since the last time we met, nearly filling out the entirety of his chin up to the side of his face. I flexed my fingers at my side, before clenching them and lifting my chin.Cobalt blue eyes met mine, and I noticed the way his eyes squinted when I reached down to unstrap the blade I had at the corner of my boot.We'd gone through this more times than I could count. Vincent had been correcting my f
Sunlight filtered through the transparent ceiling, the sound of birds chirping driving the urge to fall asleep in the quiet space. My eyes fluttered as I sat up, unfolding the arms I had crossed against my chest. The garden was beautiful, the way it always was. Multiple plants grazed flower pots, vines hanging and stretching from every angle around me. I sat at the center of the entire space, a wooden bench with a back support underneath me and a satchel of different seeds I'd brought to plant.But instead, I'd decided to take a seat and just admire the garden’s beauty. And nearly falling right off the fucking bench trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in. My heartbeat quickened slightly and I sat up, throwing the satchel up and letting it fall right back into my open palm. My ears perked up, the sound of rustling making me stiffen. I turned in time to see someone strolling into the garden.It was Keyleth.Stray vines tangled around her arms, clawing at her skin. She push
-ARIAS- A frown formed on my face and I hummed, “What gave that away?” Japheth’s pressed his brown eyes into horizontal slits, as he folded his arms against his chest. “You can't just go around barging into packs that don't belong to you.” I raised an eyebrow at him, “You're not wrong,” a pause, my attention momentarily shifting from him to the door behind him. “But you’re not right either.” “Wha—” Japheth sputtered but kept shut when I walked past him, unstrapping a tiny blade at the side of the pants I wore. “I was drawn to Valeras.” I said all of a sudden, letting the words dawn on him before moving to push the door open. My lips pressed into a thin line as I gazed at the open hallway. It was empty just outside the door. Strange, because I could have sworn I felt something. With furrowed brows, I turned to meet Japheth's lifted ones. “What's it?” “Nothing,” my head shook sideways. “I thought there was someone there.” Japheth's curious look did not mask the irrita
“Explain this!” Father's voice boomed across the throne room. He was still in his daily attire when we met him, his eyes wild. He'd stared at the both of us with confusion and then, the next minute he was racing towards me to check all over for cuts or injuries.Arias had explained to him what occu
I stumbled on my feet, catching myself by the wall. The embers threatened to reveal themselves, each breath I took hotter than the last. My vision blurred, as I managed to standup right. The temperature around me dropped, then rose—like the embers in me were physically fighting whatever it was tha
The mirror in the corner of my bedroom gleamed, forcing my reflection back at me. Jaw clenched, I dug a hand into my hair, tugging at the roots and letting stray strands fall across my face. It was the night of the feast. I could already hear the sound of people gathering, soft chattering and musi
A loud growl erupted from father's throat, loud enough to send fine tremors up my arm. My hands instinctively moved to the hilt of my sword, to back my father up if need be. His eyes gleamed from the forest green colour they usually were to the bright blue of an alpha. My gaze went to his fingers,







