LOGIN"You mean nothing to me anymore." “And this pack,” he continued, my heartbeat accelerating. “is no longer a place for you, not with what you have done; so from this moment onward…” He paused, his eyes holding mine for a second. "You are banished, effective immediately.” The words slammed into me so hard, a loud bang went off in my head... This can't be happening. “No… Malik, please.” His eyes didn’t soften. If anything, they grew colder. "Goodbye forever, Selina." He spat, casting me one last glance, and I realized it was a look of finality, without another word, he turned and walked away. *** A week ago, Alpha Malik had discovered that I was his mate after years of fruitless search, nothing had ever felt so right in my life. But then, doom came knocking on my door the moment things started heading towards an interesting direction. A dreadful crime was executed with my name pinned on it.
View MoreEva's POV.By the time the sound of the council bell faded, the sky had already turned the colour of deep iron. From the balcony outside my rooms I could see the torches being lit along the palace wall, one after another, small blooms of fire pushing back the dusk. I knew where he was. The elders’ chamber always left the same look on his face when he returned... like a man who had been staring at the heart of a storm too long.I stayed near the window until I heard the door open.Nicklaus came in without a word, closing the door behind him with a slow click. His cloak was damp at the hem and the air around him still carried the chill of his usual state after each meeting with the elders.“Did they listen?” I asked softly.He gave a small, humorless laugh and started unfastening the clasps of his cloak. “They listened. Whether they understood, that’s another matter.”He hung the cloak on the stand by the fire and stood for a moment, staring into the flames. The golden light traced the
The doors of the council chamber creaked open on their ancient hinges, and a gust of cold air swept through the room. Nicklaus entered alone. His cloak of deep black brushed the floor; he did not glance left or right as he walked the long aisle toward the dais; the twelve elders were already seated, their gray eyes following him like wary owls. He stopped at the base of the dais, folding his hands behind his back. For a long moment he said nothing. Only the low crackle of torch-flame and the faint rustle of robes disturbed the stillness.When he finally spoke, his voice was quiet but filled the hall. “You’ve all been waiting for this summons. You’ve all had questions about my child. Tonight you’ll have your answers.”Elder Kruger cleared his throat and leaned on his cane. “Your Majesty,” he said, his tone absolutely carefully, “the pack speaks only from concern. We have seen… signs; the people are only uneasy.”“Uneasy,” Nicklaus repeated. He let the word sit between them, his amber
Eva's POV.A full year had passed, yet sometimes I still woke in the middle of the night half expecting to find Nicklaus hunched by the window again, whispering his wild promises to the moon. But he hadn’t broken another promise since that night. Somehow, impossibly, he had done it.The school stood now on the eastern ridge of the pack lands, from the castle balcony I could see its spires glinting in the sun, Valmor rippled proudly in the wind, and beyond them stretched the crowd: parents, travelers, and children of every shape and gift, all gathered for this day.I still could hardly believe he’d done it.Nicklaus had vanished for months at a time during that year, crossing mountains, deserts, and corners I’d only heard of in stories. Each time he returned, there was a new scar on his hand, but in exchange he always got what and who he'd gone after. Whether it's an ancient seer, a forgotten warlock, or a moon-priestess, a scholar from the ruins of the west. One by one, they had foll
Eva's POV.I don’t know what woke me, maybe the cold, or maybe the silence that had settled too perfectly over the room. For a long moment, I lay still, staring at the ceiling above.Then I turned my head and found his side of the bed empty.Nicklaus sat by the window, his robe half undone, his hair disheveled, and yet he looked more regal in that quiet than he ever did on the throne.Something about the way he sat, elbows on his knees, fingers interlaced, head bowed slightly told me that his mind was far away.I pushed the blanket aside and stood. The floor was cold beneath my feet, I wrapped my shawl around my shoulders and walked softly toward him.“Nicklaus,” I said gently.He didn’t turn immediately. His gaze stayed fixed outside, on the moonlit courtyard below. Only when I touched his shoulder did he glance at me, and even then, his eyes looked distant, as if they’d been somewhere far, far away.“Couldn’t sleep?” I asked softly.He shook his head. “No.” His voice was rough, carr
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