LOGINKARI’S POVI counted the days by the way the light shifted across the stone floor, from the slightly opened window.And yes, I did consider leaping out of the window and making an escape, until I peered out and immediately saw how high up it was. I was desperate, but I was also smart enough to know that although making the jump wouldn't kill me, it'd injure me enough that I would be captured by Titan's men.Who knows? He might decide to chain me again, and I couldn't have that.I needed my wits and access to my limbs.At first, it was easy.The first day, I woke up, completely certain that Viktor would already be on his way to me.The second day, I imagined him tearing through the gates of Wilder pack, bloodied but unstoppable.By the third, I was almost giddy with my hope. My confidence was so loud, so unshakable, that even Titan’s smug glances couldn’t pierce it.“He’ll come,” I sneered at him every time he appeared at my door. “You know he will. Then he'll kill you for laying your
VIKTOR’S POVPain was the first thing I knew.Not the sharp kind, no. That would have been more bearable at least.This pain was a bone-deep, suffocating ache that wrapped around my chest and pressed inward until every breath felt like a cruel punishment.It dragged me upward from the dark void slowly, cruelly, as though whatever force governed fate wanted me just conscious enough to suffer.I tried to inhale and fire exploded in my ribs.A low, involuntary sound tore from my throat, and I immediately tasted the salty, metallic tang of blood, just as I felt the warm liquid seeping out of my left nostril.gods, I was in bad shape.“Easy.”Bianca's voice startled me, it sounded very close.My eyelids were as heavy as stone as I forced my eyes open and turned my head towards her voice.The world swam into focus in fragments as I studied my surroundings while waiting for my tongue to loosen.I took in the flickering lamp, the pale blur of the stone walls, and took a deep, painful breath a
KARI'S POVI woke slowly to a wicked pounding in my head. It felt like I was being dragged from darkness by a weight pressing against my chest.At first, I thought it was the lingering haze of wine or the exhaustion after the Blood Moon ceremony. The beginnings of a yawn teetered on the edge of my consciousness, and my limbs felt heavy.And sluggish, as though I’d run for miles and then collapsed without rest. My head throbbed even harder as I raised my head, every pulse echoing behind my closed eyes.But then I furrowed my brows. The silence was wrong.Silvermoon was never this quiet. Even in the early hours, there were sounds, guards laughing as they went about their duties, distant voices of the castle workers, and the soft stir of life waking.This silence was thick. And it was suffocating me slowly.I carefully forced my eyes open, as they too felt like they'd been glued shut. What is wrong with me? I thought, studying the room bleakly.Stone walls greeted me.Cold. Pale. Fa
TITAN’S POVThe ground trembled beneath my paws as I lunged, my senses so heightened, I could taste the air.Alan twisted away at the last second, dirt and crushed grass spraying into the air as my claws gouged the earth where his throat had been a heartbeat before. He snarled, low and sharp, and slammed his shoulder into my flank. Pain flared for a moment, but I welcomed it. Pain kept my senses sharp.We circled each other in the training grounds. Two massive wolves under the open. My fur bristled as I bared my teeth. The rest of the men stood at a distance, giving us space. Good thing they did, because I was getting infuriated at Alan's continued perseverance.Alan struck first this time, snapping at my neck. I reared back and raked my claws across his shoulder. He yelped but didn’t retreat. Stubborn bastard. He came at me again, jaws clamping briefly around my foreleg before I shook him off and slammed him into the dirt.He rolled, came up snarling, his chest heaving.“You’re
KARI’S POVIt was the day before the first Blood Moon in Silvermoon, and as expected, it felt surreal.Excitement hung in the air, mine and those of my pack members.The air felt like it knew what was coming and leaned closer to listen.I stood on the small platform inside the dressmaker’s shop, arms lifted as a gorgeous fabric was pinned and adjusted around me. Soft silver and deep blue flowed over my skin, the ceremonial gown catching the light every time I breathed and moved.Tomorrow, under the blood moon, I would have to retake my oath to protect and lead Silvermoon with all my strength.Charlotte clasped her hands together, eyes shining. “Oh, Luna, you look radiant. Aphrodite would be so proud.”Bianca circled me slowly, head tilted. “She does look amazing,” she agreed with a huge smile that reflected her admiration. “Though if Viktor sees you before the ceremony, I fear we may have to revive him.”I laughed, heat rushing to my cheeks. “You’re both dramatic.” I brushed a hand
VIKTOR’S POV“Well, my lady's definitely knowledgeable,” I muttered proudly as I scanned through each of the papers littered across the oak desk.The ledgers were winning, my eyes were already growing weary but I was having fun reading through Kari's suggestions. Mainly because of how she wrote them in such hilarious, lighthearted manners. It was one of the things I loved about her. How whimsical and adorably silly she was.I leaned back in my chair, rubbing a hand over my face as the columns of numbers blurred together.Her writing was neat and very organized and I once again marvelled at her intelligence.She was a great Luna and leader of the pack, and I made a mental reminder to tell her that so she could feel even more proud of herself.I had been in there for a while though, pouring through ceremony preparations, patrol rotations, grain stores and ceremonial placements.And of course my sweet bride made notes in the margins reminding herself to check on the widows and make sur







