“I reject you Marian Storm!” Those were the words she could never have dreamed to hear from the Alpha heir to her father’s pack. And certainly not at the New Year’s Moon celebration, in front of the whole pack. Leaving the pack compound that had been her prison for three years, Marian was heartbroken and determined never to return. But she knew she would, she must. After her rejection, the only desire left in her life was to kill the Alpha who had taken over her father’s pack, failing that, she would leave the pack and become a rouge wolf. She returns home for Christmas to attend her fallen family’s memorial service. On Christmas Eve, during the pack’s mistletoe ceremony, she receives a gift she never expected, a gift no one wanted – Reyland, the biological son of the Alpha she has sworn to kill. Would this gift given to her by the moon goddess help Marian fulfill her desire to reclaim her pack, or would it stir up new passions within her broken heart and consume her instead?
더 보기Dorien, Alpha heir to Lightmoon pack, felt a tension in his head and his chest that he had not felt in years.A pressure and a pang that made him feel suffocated.It was a tension he had felt almost daily since he first came to Lightmoon pack. A tension that hardly went away unless his mind was busy with something hard, painful, or terrifying, like training, raiding, or fighting for his life.As he felt those aches now, in real time as he stood in his father’s empty office, his breathing grew rapid and unsteady.In seconds, he was breathing through gritted teeth as his eyes darted about, searching for and seeing nothing.At the corner of his mind, he heard his adoptive father’s, Alpha Dax’s, voice warn him about controlling his emotions, but after what he had seen in the office a few hours ago, he didn’t need Alpha Dax talking to him about control.He shook his head, driving Dax’s voice away.He paced the
Years ago, the Lightmoon pack had hidden Corien’s gift of dreams.His gift had been a secret known to only a few, all of whom were sworn to secrecy – not just a promise, but a blood bond sealed through spells had been made.This had been done to protect not only Corien but also the pack, as they gained great advantages in attacks and advances from their rivals and enemies through his premonitions.In public, within the pack, no one ever spoke loudly about his strength, his healing, or his proficiency in battles.Whatever their thoughts may have been, whatever fantasies anyone dreamed up, at most, Corien was referred to as ‘special’, or ‘different’, or ‘unique’, when shifters praised him, when they were in their cups, or when they gossiped, nothing more.Then the war happened, and he became ‘token’, ‘prize’, and ‘fallen’.After half a year to two years, for th
Any concerns or requests could be brought to the Elders; however, they would never actively involve themselves in resolving any issues.Their presence was intimidating and could be hard to bear.Many meetings were not done face-to-face, but rather, through intermediaries – younger, but still elderly, shifters who lived with the Elders and presented cases to them for their input.Their rule was simple – they did not interfere in pack politics or battles. They had all had enough of these during their individual reigns and had no taste for such things in their old age.All of them had been around during the time of the previous Alpha, the one before Corien, the one who loved wars, battles, and blood, the one who used his people as objects and pawns for his schemes and conquests.And they had done nothing.They had been there when Corien had taken over from that Alpha, by force of arms, and they had done nothing.
Corien was in Dax’s office. He had been with him for the past hour, letting the Alpha seethe and rage.Dorien and the Luna had been present as well, but they had left earlier, leaving only the two brothers, the two enemies, together.Dax sat in his chair, his back to Corien, staring out the large window behind his desk.“Once the Alpha King hears of this from Anna, he will come for her,” Dax droned. Finally calm after his last outbursts with his family.“Not if we claim her,” Corien replied calmly.Dax did not respond.Corien continued.“We don’t have to do so immediately. We can plan for it, as we do for everything,” he stated firmly as he approached the large desk and stopped at the edge, adjacent to Dax’s wide shoulders.“If you put everything aside, you will know that what Dorien has suggested is the best solution,” he continued carefully.Silence.
“If he banishes me…” Marian whispered hoarsely, her voice catching. She shifted her eyes to Gravan, “Will you and Dad come with me?” she whispered, her eyes filling.“Just us? No one else?” Gravan replied with a soft smile, his bright eyes shining in his handsome face.Marian shifted her head against her pillow as she gazed up at her uncle.“I won’t have any hope there, if I’m banished,” she croaked.Gravan shook his head gently, stroking her forehead, the smile still on his face.“First of all, princess, we don’t dwell on ‘what-ifs’, hmmm? What’s done is done. All that matters is where we are now, and what we can do about it,” he stated matter-of-factly.“Your father will not let anything happen to you. Rest assured, nothing as drastic as banishment will happen,” he droned.“But, what if he – Alpha Dax &ndash
Marian’s damp face was red as she lay on her bed, wrapped like a mummy.Her eyes were quivering, but they were clear.Gravan gazed steadily at her.“Twenty-four hours. That’s all we need. To cover up your healing.”“The day after tomorrow, you can move about, anyhow you please,” he commented flatly in his silk, comforting voice, addressing the other matter she had not raised – attending the Remembrance ceremony.That had been the sole reason she had returned.The only thing that had brought her back to the pack so soon after her departure.And now, she could not attend it.He knew this.He and her father had discussed it in less than three sentences the moment she was out of the woods after Dax had broken her body.It had been on the day after the attack. After he had woken up in the pack hospital.As soon as he had woken, he had linked his Alpha, his mentor, his fr
Is he in heat?Am I?Marian mused.Dinka chuffed at her in their mind space.“What? I’m bored!” Marian tossed at her wolf, “If I can’t go out tomorrow, let me have a little fun today.”“It’s been too hard these past few days,” she complained to Dinka, “I need a distraction!”“This is not a distraction, Marian, this is torture,” Dinka replied, her teeth bared as if she were laughing.“We’ve seen torture, D. We’re just playing with him,” Marian replied with a smile.With her eyes directing Zepher and a few sounds chipped in here and there, she made the young omega feed her every bite of food and every drop of water and light wine that had been brought to her as she breathed him in.Thirty long minutes later, Gravan walked in to find a very distraught Zepher feeding a very contented Marian.========
It had been infuriating and had felt like a personal attack to Marian.The girl beside Dorien, Risa, was two years older than him.Every part of her was soft and supple.She had never held anything close to a weapon, of any sort, in her life.She was fresh, and smooth, and as matronly as they came – just as her mother used to admonish her to be.While she, a princess, was rough and bullish and definitely not one anybody could imagine holding a pup.Her heart had broken in more ways than one at that moment.Not only had she been dumped, she had been dumped for the kind of girl her dead mother had wanted her to be.A mother she missed. A mother she wished she could apologize to for all the times she had been difficult.And all of it had happened in public.The thing she hated the most.As soon as the words had left his lips, Marian had felt her chest burn as if it were on fire. They had not been fated m
At age eleven, Marian had started training to join the warriors rank, and Gravan had entered the picture.Only he, among the warrior class, ever sparred with her, and only he, outside of her father, ever gave her any guidance.With his support, she had developed fast. Her physical and critical thinking skills had grown in leaps and bounds, far beyond her peers.Gravan had used her alpha blood as a springboard in her training. Pushing her harder and farther than most young trainees.By the time she turned thirteen, she was leading physical training sessions for younger shifters and was no longer ignored by blooded warriors – those who were active in the protection and defense of Lightmoon pack.At fourteen, she became a full-fledged member of the warrior class, assigned to a unit.The unit leader had been Gravan. By this time, in her heart, her second uncle.As a member of his unit, he never gave her any less than he gave any oth
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