Nolan’s POVHenry positioned himself in front of Jason. He raised one hand in a quiet signal of restraint.“Alpha Nolan,” he said, voice low and respectful. “I apologize for my Alpha. He has been drinking. I will take him out and make sure he does not return tonight.”Jason swayed behind him, jaw set like he had something to say. He stared at the floor rather than meet my eyes.I nodded once. “See that you do.”Henry gave a short nod back. He caught Jason by the arm and steered him toward the exit. Jason muttered something about being fine and tried to pull free, but his feet betrayed him. Guests pretended not to stare as they passed.Della moved to the front of the cake table and cleared her throat. “This cake will not go to waste. Everyone come get a slice,” she called. Her smile held, but when she turned toward me it faltered. Her gaze dropped to my arm. My blood had started to pool on the floor.“Talia,” she exclaimed, eyes still on my arm. “Please take him to the lounge and banda
Talia’s POV“Any condition,” Jason said, smiling as if he already knew what I was going to say. “Name it.”“Stay out of trouble,” I said. “Don’t bother anyone. Celebrate Della’s birthday quietly. Then leave.” My tone was calm, but my eyes were watching him carefully.“Done. I can do that. Thanks Talia,” Jason stated like it was no effort at all.I frowned and rolled my eyes.Della clapped once to pull the attention back on her. “Alright, cake slices are coming. Then drinks. Be nice, or I’ll throw you out myself.”Servers brought out the glasses, and I grabbed the rose-gold bottle of Rosefall from the bar. I uncorked it and began pouring in a steady rhythm. “Finally. Rosefall!” Della cheered.I moved down the line, filling half a glass for each guest. When I reached Nolan, he immediately took a sip.“Nice wine. It tastes familiar,” he commented.Jason heard it from three feet away and turned, eager to insert himself. “Of course it’s good,” he announced, voice a little too loud. “Rosef
Talia’s POVThe week passed uneventfully. No Jason stalking me and no Nolan being condescending. Before I knew it, the night of Della’s party arrived. I walked into the hall with a wrapped box tucked under one arm and a bottle of Rosefall wine held carefully in my other hand. Convincing Father to part with one had been relatively easy.I could hear the music blasting before I reached the hall. Upbeat pop music pulsed through the speakers. Colored lights spun across the ceiling casting the room in shifting patterns of red, green, and gold. A group of younger pack members were already dancing.Della stood out among them. She looked radiant in her new gold dress. Della looked like a firefly on the dance floor as the light caught the sequins on her dress. She danced close to a young man who was equally intrigued and flustered by her attention.‘Della, ease up on him. I think you’ll give him a heart attack if you keep dancing like that with him,’ I teased Della through our mindlink.‘Where
Talia’s POV“No,” I said, keeping my voice steady. “I am putting everything on my card.”Nolan didn’t acknowledge the refusal. He gave the cashier a small nod to continue, as if my words were background noise. The cashier’s hands trembled as she reached for the black card.“Did you not hear me?” I asked sternly, pushing Nolan’s hand out of the way.“It is a gift,” Nolan said, finally acknowledging me. “For Della’s upcoming birthday. And a courtesy to Beta Logan for his hospitality.”His words annoyed me. He should be thanking my father for his hospitality, since he was the reason Nolan was even allowed to be in Silverfang. Everyone else was against it.“I don’t want your gift,” I replied.“Shouldn’t the birthday girl be making that decision?” Nolan sneered.“Thank you, Alpha Nolan,” Della cut in quick, taking the black card from Nolan. She offered the card back to the cashier before I could block her hand. “That is very kind of you.”“Della,” I warned under my breath.She shot me a lo
Talia’s POVJason did not waste time and said, “Listen to me, Talia. Stay away from Nolan. He is ruthless. He did not come to Silverfang with good intentions.”“And you did? What were your intentions again?” I asked.“You’re defending him,” Jason said in surprise.“No, I am pointing out how ridiculous you sound,” I countered.Jason’s face became flushed. He tried to hold my gaze, then glanced away and forced a thin smile. “I came to make things right with you,” he said. “I’m trying to win you back.”I scoffed, “By forcibly marking me that day? Let’s be serious. You did not come here for me.”“Talia, believe me, I did,” Jason pleaded.“No, I remembered what you said. You came here for the Alpha King’s daughter. Let me guess. You plan to win the Hunting Rite and ask the Alpha King to allow you to marry the princess. Is that it?”Jason’s eyes widened in surprise before he composed himself. “Everything I do is for Shadowclaw,” he said quickly. “And for you. Yes, I put my pack first, but I
Talia’s POVThe training grounds were alive with movement and noise. Warriors ran drills in staggered lines. Shields thudded as they met practice strikes. I stood with Beta Logan at the edge with a clipboard in my hands and a roster clipped at the top. With the Hunting Rite approaching, we needed to tighten our security.Logan looked at the candidates sparring in the nearest ring. “We need speed and experienced trackers, not just muscle.”“I agree,” I said. I marked two names on the roster. “And they must be calm under pressure, so someone experienced.”Logan grunted approval. He nodded toward a dark-haired warrior weaving through a pair of opponents. “Kade, he’s a good prospect. He listens.”“Kade goes,” I said, circling his name. “I think Rhea would be a perfect match for him.”“Rhea?” Logan repeated.“She grew up near the marsh. She knows how to move quickly without making a sound,” I explained.Beta Logan smiled and I raised an eyebrow. “What?”“You’re doing well, Princess. I am h