I took my hand back abruptly, causing the ring to fall. I hadn't imagined it would. The ring had even skipped my mind. So, as it fell, I rushed to pick it, bending low. But then, the seams of my sparkly dress and the zip decided to get their revenge on me for having stressed them so much with my body. They gave out. Cool air kissed the bare skin of my back. My cheeks reddened as my eyes widened. The dress was torn. Right now, right here—it was mortifying. I straightened my back, not knowing where to hide. Kal stepped up immediately. Removing his jacket and laying it over my shoulder and back. He had been quick to notice what happened. "Thank you." I mouthed, and he only responded with a curt nod. Lord Ezra helped a guard to search for the ring on the balcony. At this point, everything was awkward; for the crowd watching and for us being watched. Reece kept up with his speech, extending it unnecessarily to create a distraction. But it wasn't working. All eyes were on Kaloyan and I.
All about Eastmoon Lycanthropy had to be inside their royal archives. I wouldn't vouch for anywhere else but here. After searching for thirty minutes, I found a dusty old box next to a shelf. Inside it were my answers. I chose a table and sat down, blowing dust off the big hard cover and choking on it. After waving my hand in the air to clear the dust, I finally got to it. I should know what Kaloyan's biggest weakness is aside from his princes. The book began with Eastmoon's history. How it rose from being the weakest to the strongest wolf city in the world. I read and read, flipping through pages, learning that they could be killed by decapitation. I imagined Master Kaine in that famous black hat, and then I imagined ripping his head off. "Looking for ways to kill me already, little dove." I jumped, looking behind me to find Kaloyan rested against the nearest shelf and first on the column. "What are you doing here?" I hid the page from Athena's file I carried with me inside the
I wasn't a werewolf. I possessed none of their unique abilities. All of this came to mind as I gauged the monsters circling me in this maze. They had spit dripping from their scary fangs. Talons that could cut deeper than a double-edged sword. But they were shaped like humans—feral humans. "I wasn't doing anything—Okay, look! I'm dropping the moonstone back." Taking down a hand lifted in surrender, I watched them from the corner of my eye while returning the moonstone to its three-handed holder on the platform. I didn't get to do that, though. A familiar voice stopped me at the last minute. Lord Ezra snarled. "Ms. Athena Williams, I didn't imagine I would find you here and not in your bed." "Tell them to stand down, Lord Ezra. I got lost in the maze and ran into the moonstone." "How am I sure you weren't trying to steal a gift bestowed on the Eastmoon pack by the moon goddess herself?" "Think about it. Why would I steal your moonstone?" He grunted, roving his gaze about. "I do
My eyes darted to Mattie at my side, who had involuntarily recoiled. I didn't know who had found us, but she knew and had kept silent about it for the minutes we stood. Pressing my lips together, my mind blanked. The woman before us bowed to me; the aftershocks of surprise gone with the dawn wind. Not for me, though. I narrowed my eyes that still darted between Mattie and her. "Ms. Williams, it's a surprise to see you." She eyed Mattie through the corner of her eye, sharing meaning I didn't partake in. "What are you doing here by this time? It's barely past five am." I opened my mouth to speak, but only a shaky breath got past it. She knew who I was—all of Eastmoon knew who I was, but I couldn't tell the difference. It was the price of fame I had to pay for living this life. "Uhm, it's going to be a long day, Patricia. Ms. Williams decided to start off her day early." Patricia nodded reluctantly, sparing an uneasy smile. She held the skirt of her dress, alerting me to her attire o
I hung from a tree trapped inside a net like a prey. I struggled, kicking the rope and making futile progress. A thousand curses rolled out of me directed at whoever had planted this right here. A lot of time passed, and my heart began to sink. I heard even noises that weren't there. Another long while passed, and I began to kick the net in a frenzy, even getting my foot stuck in one of the holes. Suddenly, it loosened. I was falling like candy from a piñata. What if danger awaited me below? My scream got louder when I landed in someone's arms and not the rough hard ground. I fought to be free, getting on my feet at last. "Kaloyan?" My eyes widened at the sight of him and a few palace security, standing right there. He stepped forward, holding my arm in a tender grip. "What are you doing out here, Athena?" I looked at the tree from where I was just hung and at the deflated net on the ground, biting my bottom lip as a slight frown creased my forehead. "I don't know how to explain
It was Lord Ezra. I winced when the old man staggered to his feet, disoriented by the blood on his hands. He had only touched his head. To think he was bleeding that much was scary to everyone. "Who did this?!" He shouted, glaring at everyone present. My bones felt twitchy. Nerves coursed through me. The universe must hate me so much to have to let this happen to the one man who had sworn to kick me out of the palace the slightest chance he got. He turned to Reece, who was closest to him because he had rushed over to help. "Tell me, Beta! Who's responsible for an attempt at my life?" The look on the Lord's face was carved out of hell as he searched the crowd with his eyes. They landed on me at the instant. I froze, knowing I still held the gun. Kaloyan and I were the only ones holding weapons. The only ones likely to have shot the bullet that grazed his skull and painted his silver hair red with blood. His frown deepened, turning dark as he considered me, the enemy. He was abou
KALOYAN'S POV I stormed out of the woods. Lord Ezra struggled to keep up, but I was too busy burning down the path I walked with the anger coursing through me. He had sent another parcel. I felt like a mouse trapped in an enclosed space, sick and tired, but without a choice. On the way to my study, my feet rooted to the ground all of a sudden. I couldn't move again. My eyes watered. I was still breathing fire, but my chest tightened as I stared at the little girl with Patricia's maid. I looked away, watching the marble floors for a few seconds. Again, I raised my eyes to the duo at the far end of the hall. Her sobs gripped my heart and squeezed it with a clawed hand. Lord Ezra said behind me, "My King? We should keep walking if we don't want to miss the Eastmoon annual fundraiser." I tore my gaze away from the painful sight ahead, looking over my shoulder and blinking a few times. It took a minute for me to recall the fundraiser I began a while back. "Where is it holding?" "Th
After Reece broke the news to me, I wasn't sure what to feel. An Alpha should fear nothing. But that was just a saying because a real Alpha had a lot of things to be afraid of. His throne stood out on this list of things. Lord Ezra's idea of the fundraiser was the only thing I could think of to save myself from the haunting truth. Had my father had an affair while married to Mother? I threw my head back, shutting my eyes while a headache pounded hard in my head. "We are here, Alpha Kaloyan. The Beta's wife and Ms. Williams only arrived a few minutes ago. Do we head elsewhere for now? " Geoffrey sat in the passenger seat of the car. He was in charge of protecting me. I opened my eyes as he spoke, looking out the window. I thought about Athena and the few encounters we've had. Though most weren't pleasant, I still intended to get to know her better. "No, I will get down here." He appeared uneasy, holding his protest back as he spoke into the security piece in his ear. "The Alpha w