LOGIN"Beautiful. You look beautiful," she murmured, her hand gently tracing the line of his face before cupping his cheek.His wolf stirred, softening under her touch, his eyes wide and full of tenderness.With a quiet sigh, he leaned into her hand, pressing a kiss to her palm.---The next moment, they found themselves in the cave, his back pressed against the wall as she rested upon his leg."Tell me about yourself, Luna," he murmured, his voice low and steady.A soft smile curved her lips, one filled with peace and affection. Finally, she could speak of herself to him."My full name is Magdalena Aimee Greaves," she said quietly.He repeated the name in his mind, committing it to memory. "Magdalena... Lena... You have the most beautiful name.""Thank you." She smiled and continued, "I am the only child of my family. We lived in a small village in human lands... just me... and my mother.""And your father?" His hand gently circled her bare stomach."He died before I was born, according to
“Luna,” he called, his voice firm yet measured.She lowered herself in a respectful bow, the haunting shadows in her eyes dissipating as swiftly as they had come.“I wish to offer my gratitude,” she began quietly. “For saving me that day. I shall remain in your debt for as long as I live.”“You would?” he asked, and at his words, she dared lift her gaze to his—though unease stirred within her as their eyes met.She quickly lowered her head again, her voice gentler still. “How might I repay you?”The Alpha turned from her then, casting his gaze over the fields where the spring crops had begun to rise.“Stay alive,” he said at last.She stilled, uncertain if she had heard him rightly.He added, without glancing back, “You have done more than enough, Luna.”No further words came. She lingered a moment longer, then stepped away in silence.A short while later, he turned to his second.“Take over,” he commanded curtly.Jade bowed low. “Yes, Alpha.”---Lena returned to her chambers and cro
Even though the new handmaiden the Alpha had assigned to her was diligent—attentive to her needs, industrious, and obedient—Lena could not help but long for Milicent.Milicent had been more than a mere servant. She had been a companion, a confidante, perhaps the sister Lena had never known.She had not yet thanked the Alpha for saving her. In truth, she had scarcely left her chambers in days.“Thank you, Lord Jaime, for granting me your time,” she said quietly, rising to her feet in an effort to see him to the door.As they stepped across the threshold, the corridor beyond was alive with activity. People moved about with purpose, tending to their duties, yet many paused to greet her with warmth and familiarity.A far cry from how they had received her upon her arrival.Dorcas, her new handmaiden, had informed her that the people now saw her as their Luna—news had spread that she was not the traitor’s daughter, as once believed. Their treatment of her had shifted accordingly.“You have
Training YardSweat glistened beneath the noon sun as the two men stood at the center of the training yard.Alpha Darius wore a sleeveless leather tunic, his arms bare and scarred with battles past, black trousers tucked into worn boots, his crimson sash tied loosely at his waist. Across from him stood Beta Cedric, broader in frame, clad in a dark jerkin and bracers, his hair tied back, chest heaving from exertion.The weapons lay abandoned at the edge—this was to be bare-handed.Cedric smirked, wiping blood from his lip. “Alpha… may I act informally now?”Darius’s lips twitched, just faintly. “Try.”Without warning, the Beta struck. His foot landed squarely against the Alpha’s chest, sending him staggering backward as his knee hit the floor. Before the pain could settle, a well-aimed fist slammed into the Alpha’s jaw, casting his golden mask into the dust.Alpha Vargr groaned, crimson splattering from his lips. It had been long since he’d taken such a blow—and from Cedric, of all me
A Fragment from the Past"Are you certain of this?" Lord Rhovan inquired, his voice low and grave.She stepped forward with hesitant resolve. "I am certain, my lords. I have heard her speak with my own ears—plans to reveal your secrets. In my heart, I know she is the king’s daughter."A weighty silence fell upon the chamber.Lord Garrick leaned forward, his fingers steepled. "Then we must act swiftly. Should the people learn of her lineage, they will place their hope in her—hope that she might bear a wolf-man. And you all know well what that portends for us.""Let us not be hasty, Lord Garrick," Lord Alister interjected calmly. "First, we must discern what the lady desires in return for such… invaluable knowledge.""A wise suggestion," Lord Rhovan murmured, rising from his seat and approaching the girl. As he drew near, Lydia instinctively stepped back."Do not fear, young one," he said, voice smooth as oil. "I mean you no harm." His hand rose and brushed her cheek, cold as marble. "T
“It begins,” Jade murmured softly, his voice barely a whisper in the heavy silence.Beta Cedric closed his eyes, pain and regret darkening his features. "We cannot halt it now. Oh, goddess, grant me mercy."Vargr, his body heavy with exhaustion, sat up on the bed. He reached for the water on the nearby stand, but as his hand brushed the vessel, a sharp pain shot through him. His breath caught in his throat as a groan escaped his lips, his hands instinctively pressing against his throbbing skull.Cedric heard it. Jade heard it.They rushed into the room, their concern etched across their faces."You're awake," Cedric breathed, a nervous laugh escaping him, though it was tainted with uncertainty. "He's awake."Vargr's groans grew louder, his body trembling with the raw agony surging through him. His hand reached out for the headboard, and with a crack of splintering wood, it gave way under his strength.“WHERE IS MY MATE?” he bellowed, his voice a tempest of fury. His red eyes gleamed l







