LOGINI didn't sleep that night.How could I, knowing an assassin had entered my room? When I knew someone inside the palace had betrayed Damon and me, and let a killer through?I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the door that connected my room to Damon’s. I could feel him through our bond, walking back and forth, angry and hunting for answers.Just before morning, I heard it.A scream.It was far away, but clear. A man crying, begging.Then everything went quiet.I felt cold.Damon had found someone.In the morning, there was a sharp knock on my door."Lady Selene. His Majesty requests your presence in the throne room. Immediately."I quickly dressed in the clothes prepared for me, a dark blue gown with long sleeves that hid my bandages. My ribs still hurt, but I could manage.When I looked in the mirror, I saw someone different. I looked stronger. Harder.Yesterday, someone tried to kill me.Today, I would learn who was behind it.Two guards escorted me through the palace. Neither
I couldn't sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, I remember kneeling in front of Damon. I heard his cold voice calling me his tool.I felt the shame all over again, like everyone was watching me and judging me.My chest hurt from the humiliation.Around midnight, I gave up trying to sleep entirely and moved to the sitting room. The palace was quiet, eerily so. No footsteps in the corridors. No sounds of life.Just silence and shadows.I stared at the fire as it slowly died.Then I felt it.Wrong.Something was wrong.My wolf stirred uneasily inside me. “Danger.”I stood up slowly, every sense suddenly alert. The shadows in the room seemed darker than they should be. Thicker.Then I saw it.Movement. Just a flicker at the edge of my vision.I spun, shadows instinctively flaring around my hands—A blade whistled past my face, so close I felt the air move beside my skin.I jumped back as a man stepped out of the darkness. He was dressed all in black. His face was covered. His movements wer
Cora rushed into my room at midday, her eyes full with panic."You need to get dressed. Now. My lady""What? Why—""His Majesty is holding Court in an hour. He's requested your presence." She was already pulling out clothes from the wardrobe, a gown in deep emerald that looked far too elegant for someone like me. "Every noble, every Council representative stationed here, every important wolf in the territory will be there."My stomach sank. “He’s going to show me off in front of everyone.”“Yes,” Cora said honestly. “And you need to look like you belong there. Like you’re not scared. Like you deserve to stand beside the Alpha King.” She stopped herself."His prisoner?" I asked “His mate,” she said quietly. “Even if he refuses to admit it.”Twenty minutes later, I barely recognized myself in the mirror.The gown hugged my body perfectly, the emerald fabric making my silver eyes stand out. My dark hair had been swept up, leaving my neck bare. Cora had even applied subtle makeup that ma
The east tower was beautiful.Of course it was.Everything in this cursed palace was beautiful.Michael led me through hallways filled with paintings and tapestries, up a spiral staircase with iron railings shaped like wolves, past windows showing gardens I couldn’t bring myself to enjoy.The bond in my chest pulsed constantly. Even three floors up and far from Damon, I could feel him like a second heartbeat. His emotions were hidden now, but I caught glimpses—anger, frustration, something darker he refused to show.“Here we are,” Michael said, stopping in front of double doors. “Your suite.”He opened them, and I stepped inside.The rooms were... I had no words.A sitting area with plush furniture in deep blue and silver. Floor-to-ceiling windows showing the darkening sky. Bookshelves lined with actual books. A fireplace with a fire already crackling. And through an archway, a bedroom with a bed big enough to fit five people comfortably..It was a luxury beyond anything I'd ever expe
The gates of the Lycan Court opened with a loud, booming sound.Huge iron doors, old and beautifully carved, swung open to reveal a courtyard so stunning it hurt to look at. Marble paths twisted between fountains where water danced in sparkling arcs. Lanterns hung from iron posts, already glowing as dusk approached, casting everything in warm golden light.And wolves—wolves in human form moved everywhere, with purpose and grace. Soldiers in perfect uniforms. Servants in elegant clothes. Everyone stopped to watch as we entered.To watch me.Whispers started immediately."Is that her?""The Shadow Wolf—""She looks half-dead—”"The King has been searching for weeks—""He'll finally have his answer—"Royce ignored them all, leading the procession deeper into the complex with his head held high. Whatever doubts he'd had, whatever fear, he hid it behind absolute confidence.We passed through two more courtyards, each more stunning than the last. Rose gardens in full bloom despite the seaso
The cage was tiny. I could barely sit, and every movement made the silver bars burn against my skin. The collar around my neck slowly choked me, cutting me off from my wolf, my shadows, everything that made me me.I’d been trapped here for six hours. Or maybe seven. Time didn’t matter when every second was pain."Water," I croaked, my voice barely working.One of the guards, a massive wolf with a scarred face glanced at me with cold indifference."You'll drink when the Commander says you can drink."I slumped back against the bars, biting back a scream as silver burned fresh wounds into my back. The cage sat in the middle of a supply wagon, surrounded by twelve armed guards. Royce rode at the front, his posture relaxed, confident.Like he was transporting cargo, not a person.“Are you there?” I called desperately to my wolf.Silence.The collar muffled everything. I could feel her distantly, like she was trapped behind thick glass, but I couldn't reach her. Couldn't draw on her streng







