LOGINRowan's Pov
The door slammed shut, the vibration heavy in my heart.
I wiped off the blood with the wipes from Lake.
“What a bit—”
I shot Lake a glare, he paused half way, “your highness, how could you stand up for that omega that doesn't know her place” he grumbled.
“It's fine. I hurt her too.”
“She's just an omega, she had no right, you were even trying to save her. Not only did she not appreciate your good will, she had the guts to injure you.”
“Enough Lake.” I growled.
Another wave of blood splurged out painting the floor red,
My wolf bared its fangs, banging against the walls of my mind for its mate.
“Sorry buddy.” I whispered, even though I knew it couldn't hear me all the same.
“The curse.” he gasped, “it's getting worse.” He mumbled, stumbling back.
“Stop being such a crybaby” I snarled, “you're a beta, act like one.”
“It must be because of that fat omega, sleeping with her must have made it to flare, she drugged and took your virginity, that must be why it flared. How could she do this to you”
I groaned, “you're not helping matters Blake” I only called his full name when I needed to get his attention and stop him from spiraling.
He sniffed, “Sorry my prince, I couldn't protect you, that's why she was able to get her claws on you.”
“I'm fine.” I grunted out, my heart constricted, the black veins suppressed by the drawings on my hand expanded.
I could feel it stretch, slowly, I gnashed my teeth through the pain, it felt like needles, thousands of them piercing through my soul.
Beads of sweat formed on my forehead, dripping slowly on the couch.
“Your highness” Lake's voice came out shaky.
I shook my head, sometimes I had to wonder how he ended up as my beta.
“If even a single tear slips from your eyes, I'll hang you upside down on the platform for a whole night” I threatened.
“Wow. And here I thought I was loved” he whined, but that seemed to do the trick.
“There are so many forms of love, this one is specially crafted for you.” I laughed, ignoring the fact that my mind felt like it was tearing itself apart.
The pain subsided and stopped, I gazed down, as expected, the black veins had extended.
I sighed, I needed to complete this marriage as soon as possible.
“This is bad, it's getting closer to your heart” Lake mumbled.
“That's besides the point, what of the princess? Did you manage to get through to her?” I asked, for some reason that dark blue eyes seemed stuck to my head.
To think she was actually ready to tear herself apart just to destroy the bond. I had wanted to show her some mercy, but it seems she didn't deserve the kindness.
“No.” Lake shook his head, “if only we could get to her, everything would have been easier.”
“It's fine. Let's go see the king”
Knock.
Knock.
Two rasps knocks sounded on the door, the knob turned and a trembling male stepped in,
“The king requests your presence.”
Right on cue, “you're dismissed. We will find our way,”
He nodded and practically ran out, “Guess my reputation precedes me.” I joked.
“Well, not everyone can stand in the presence of the prince of Valeria.” he chuckled.
I rolled my eyes, “I'm not scary, they're only scared of the unknown” I shrugged.
“Right, like you didn't slaughter many before you turned 15.” He nodded.
“Fair point”
“Good to know we're on the same page — hey, wait up” he chased after me, while I walked ahead, leaving him talking.
“Alpha king” I bowed my head on entering the office, the air a mixture of lilac and seaweeds, a scent that permeated the entire palace.
“Prince Rowan. Welcome” his warm smile radiated, he was buried in a stack of papers, the glasses at the tip of his nose weirdly out of place.
“Oh, don't mind these” he took it off, folding it and placing them by his sides, “my baby girl got them for me and she said they look good for me. They're just aesthetics” he chuckled, pride shining on his face
“You were right, he's totally whipped, wrapped around his daughter's fingers. We definitely should have met her,” his voice echoed through the mind link.
“Its too late for that now.” I replied.
“Hope you settled in well?” Something flashed past his eyes, too fast before I could catch what it was.
“Yes. The welcome was—” the red haired chubby omega with dark blue eyes flashed right through my mind, “Hospitable” I smacked my lips.
“Good” he laughed aloud, “that's good. I'm glad you're settling in, you came to honor the engagement I see.”
“Yes.” I said stiffly,
“That's good. But you must know” his face hardened, the look in his eyes sparking some odd familiarity,
“The final decision is up to my daughter. While I may pressure her to honor the engagement, I won't force her in the end. If she really insists then I'll have to resist.”
I nodded, father had predicted that he would say this, I stretched my arms towards Lake, he placed a scroll in my hand which I handed to him.
“My father said to remind you of what is at stake”
He opened the scroll, his face stiffened, then his eyes narrowed, “you're threatening me.”
“No. Just a reminder of what is at stake, it benefits you too and your daughter most especially, as a hybrid she's better off as my Queen than a princess.”
He sighed, pinching his brows, “have dinner with my family and I. We'll talk more after that.”
“Of course Alpha." I bowed and stood, “I hope this works out, for both our sakes." I walked out without waiting for his response.
The day flew by in a blink of an eye and soon I found myself seated at a dining hall with the Alpha king while we waited for his precious daughter to come out of whatever existential crisis she was going through.
“Your father would have had your head on a spike if you were even a minute later than him to the dining grounds” Lake grumbled.
I didn't complain, my eyes patiently fixed on the door.
The doors swung open, a figure walked, wearing nothing but jeans, a tank top that exposed the piercing on her belly button and a jacket over the top, her striking hair making my heart sink.
The tiara firmly on her head, established her status, beside her was an Identical male counterpart, her twin brother.
My jaw nearly dropped immediately, those familiar dark blue eyes fixed on me.
“Holy shit” Lake spat.
“What is he doing here?” She sneered.
RowanIt happened at two in the morning.I was at my desk, which was where I usually was at two in the morning, working through the rogue activity reports that kept not making sense no matter how many times I read them. Three incidents, outer territories, no clean pattern, no demands, just damage and disappearance.The pain came without warning.Not the dull pulse I’d gotten used to, the low constant reminder that the curse was there and moving. This was different. This was every nerve in my left arm lighting up at once, a white hot thing that started at my wrist and drove straight up to my shoulder, and I knocked the report off the desk getting my sleeve up.The veins had crossed my elbow.I sat very still and breathed through it, both hands flat on the desk, watching the black lines pulse visibly under my skin. Moving. I could actually see them moving, slow and deliberate, branching.I had maybe eight months before they reached my heart.The witch had been specific about that part.
AthenaThe dress was red.I hadn’t picked red on purpose, it was just the one that fit the occasion and didn’t make me look like I was trying too hard or not trying at all, which was a narrow target to hit. Chase had looked at it when I’d held it up and said that one without hesitation, which was good enough for me.Amara had opinions about the earrings. I went with hers.She was staying in the east wing with one of the younger female staff who had taken to her with an enthusiasm that Amara had accepted as her due. Her name was Peri, she was maybe nineteen, and within twenty four hours Amara had her completely managed.“Be good.” I told her at the door.“I’m always good.” She said, which was not strictly true.“Be good in a way that Peri can verify.” I said.She considered this distinction. “Okay.”I walked to the dining hall with Chase at my shoulder and told myself it was just dinner. Just a room full of people and food and conversation. I had sat in rooms full of people who wanted
RowanHe was already in the east hall when I arrived.Sitting at the far end of the table like he owned it, one ankle crossed over his knee, a glass of something dark in his hand at eleven in the morning. That was Rurik. Always already there, always already comfortable, always making sure you noticed both things.We shared a father. That was the beginning and end of what we shared.He looked up when I walked in, smiled with all his teeth. “Brother.”“Rurik.” I pulled out a chair on my side of the table and sat. Didn’t pour a drink. Kept my hands visible and still, an old habit from negotiation training. Show them your hands, show them nothing’s coming, let them relax just enough.“Congratulations are in order I hear.” He swirled his glass. “The runaway princess has returned. And with a gift.”“Watch your mouth.”He raised both hands, the picture of innocence. “I only meant the child. A daughter, yes? She has your eyes, they say.”“Who says.”“People talk.” He shrugged. “Palaces talk.
AthenaI made a mistake.Not a catastrophic one, nothing that couldn’t be managed, but I let my guard down for approximately forty minutes in the east grounds watching my daughter befriend a wolf, and now I was paying for it by standing in my room thinking about what Rowan had said.I’m bad at this. I’m working on it.Six years ago he wouldn’t have said that. Six years ago he wouldn’t have crouched down to her level in a corridor and answered questions about wolves for twenty minutes with the patience of someone who actually had it and not just the performance of it.People changed. I knew that, had lived it myself, had changed so completely from the girl who’d broken a bond on her knees spitting blood that sometimes I barely recognized her.That didn’t mean I had to do anything with the information.I changed out of the east grounds clothes and sat at the small desk by the window with my sketchbook. Drawing helped me think, always had, my brain settled when my hands were doing someth
RowanVera had apologized.I hadn’t told her to. Lake had, apparently, on his own initiative, which meant I was going to have to have a conversation with him about overstepping, except that the outcome had been fine so the conversation was going to be difficult to frame correctly.I’d watched it happen from across the dining hall. Athena walking over, sitting down, the whole thing done quietly and without spectacle, no raised voice, no scene. Just her, a chair, and whatever she’d said that had made Vera’s face do what it did.Then Vera crossing the room twenty minutes later to apologize and Athena accepting it like she was signing off on a document.Lake slid into the seat across from me. “She handled that well.”“I saw.”“Better than expected.”“I expected her to handle it well.” That wasn’t entirely true but I wasn’t going to say that out loud.“Rurik wants a meeting.” Lake said, moving on with the efficiency of someone who knew when not to linger on a topic.“Of course he does.”“T
AthenaI found the dining hall on my own.Took two wrong turns and ended up in what I think was a weapons storage room before I got my bearings, but I found it. Small victories.It was early enough that I’d expected it to be mostly empty. It was not mostly empty. Maybe thirty wolves seated at various points across the long tables, the low hum of conversation that stopped in sections as I walked in, like someone turning down a volume dial one notch at a time.I kept walking.Chase was behind me, Amara’s hand in mine, and I could feel her looking around with that wide open curiosity of hers that hadn’t yet learned to be self conscious. I envied her that.I found a spot at one of the side tables, not the head, not the far end, somewhere in the middle that said I’m not hiding but I’m not performing either. Chase sat across from me, Amara beside me, and I picked up the menu card on the table and looked at it like thirty pairs of eyes weren’t doing what they were doing.Food came. We ate. A
Six years.I had turned every stone in three kingdoms, burned through favors I’d spent a decade accumulating, and she had been here. Here. In the human quarter, behind a glass door with her name stenciled in gold ink like she hadn’t dismantled two kingdoms with her disappearing act.I stood across
Athena“Useless”“She's a disgrace to the royal family,”“A wolf less hybrid” “She caused the death of her mother.”“A curse.”“A fat one.”Nameless faces whispered around me, drowning me in their curses.“No, No, I didn't, I'm not” I protested weakly against the sea of voices drowning out mine.
Athena“At least, the moon goddess could have mated me to someone easier to keep around, maybe as a mistress. But with her no way” he said distastefully. I staggered back, everything from the previous night flashing through my thoughts, years of pain and humiliation came crashing down.He was like
AthenaI tugged at my collar, my head dizzy, everything around me tilted sideways, the heat was growing, which was practically speaking impossible within these four words.“Greetings Your highness” a voice greeted and sauntered off, I could barely make out who it was, my senses were getting duller,







