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CHAPTER 12

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Ashveil was quiet, and Alira was lying in her bed staring at the ceiling with Lucien's warning turning over and over in her head.

Lock your door. Don't open it unless you know the voice.

She had locked it as instructed, and she was going to go to sleep and stay there until morning like a person with good judgment. Well, that was the plan until she heard the sound.

It was soft. The kind of soft that was trying too hard to be nothing. Footsteps, she thought, but slow and uneven, like someone movin
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  • The Alpha's Enemy's Daughter    CHAPTER 14

    Lucien looked at her. She looked back at him. The morning light coming through the window was thin and grey, and it made him look tired in a way she hadn't noticed before."Sit down," he said."I'd rather stand," she said.He didn't argue. He crossed his arms and looked at her in the way he had, the way that took everything in before he spoke."Tell me about last night," he said."I already told you," she said. "I heard something. I followed it. You found me.""And before that?" Lucien asked"I was in my room.”"Can anyone confirm that?"The question landed like a stone in still water. She felt the ripples of it move through her chest."No," she said. "I was alone."Lucien said nothing."You know I didn't do this," she said. She hated that her voice came out quieter than she intended. "Whatever happened to Cael, I was trying to help him. I was the only person in this building who was actually trying to help him."Luucien’s face face remain unreadable. "What did he tell you?" he asked.

  • The Alpha's Enemy's Daughter    CHAPTER 13

    The morning felt wrong before she even left her room. She couldn't explain it. Just a heaviness sitting in her chest that had nothing to do with how little she had slept. She dressed anyway, pinned her hair up, and walked to the infirmary. She turned the corner and stopped.There were wolves gathered outside the door. Too many, too still, with the particular silence of people standing around something that couldn't be undone. They saw her, and the silence changed texture, became something with edges.She walked forward anyway.Wren was just inside. She came out when she saw Alira, and her eyes were red at the rims, which Alira had never seen before, not once."Wren," Alira said carefully. "What happened?"Wren looked at her for a moment that lasted too long."Cael," she said quietly. "He was found this morning." She stopped. "He's gone."Alira went very still. “How is that possible? He responded to my treatment yesterday.”It wasn't sparring. There were three of them, his words echoed

  • The Alpha's Enemy's Daughter    CHAPTER 12

    Ashveil was quiet, and Alira was lying in her bed staring at the ceiling with Lucien's warning turning over and over in her head.Lock your door. Don't open it unless you know the voice.She had locked it as instructed, and she was going to go to sleep and stay there until morning like a person with good judgment. Well, that was the plan until she heard the sound.It was soft. The kind of soft that was trying too hard to be nothing. Footsteps, she thought, but slow and uneven, like someone moving carefully in the dark. She lay still and listened and told herself it was nothing. Old buildings made sounds. Ashveil was full of wolves who kept strange hours.Just as she tried to push it out of her mind, she heard the faint sound again, closer this time. Against the better judgement she thought she had, Alira sat up.She knew she shouldn't have allowed her curiosity get the best of her like it always did. She had been told clearly, by a man who did not repeat himself, to stay away from that

  • The Alpha's Enemy's Daughter    CHAPTER 11

    The letter came at dawn.Alira was already awake when she heard the knock. Two sharp raps, then silence. She opened the door to find a young wolf standing there with a sealed envelope in his hand and the look of someone who had been told exactly where to deliver it and nothing else.He held it out without a word.She recognised the seal before she even took it. Dark red wax, pressed with the crest of Oakshade. Her father's mark.She took it. The wolf left.She closed the door and stood in the middle of her room for a moment, just holding it. Then she broke the seal and read.It was short. She had received three letters from her father in her entire life. Each one shorter than the last. He was not a man who believed words were for anything other than instruction. Sentiment, in Roric Vael's world, was a weakness you kept behind closed doors.You will send word of the eastern border patrol schedule. Times, rotations, numbers. Do this within the fortnight. You know what happens if you do

  • The Alpha's Enemy's Daughter    CHAPTER 10

    Lucien had been running for two hours.He shifted back at the eastern border, breathing hard, and stood in the cold morning air with his hands braced on his knees. The trees around him were still. The territory was quiet. Everything was exactly as it should be. And he could still feel exactly where she was.That was the problem. That had been the problem since Greymist Ridge, since the moment their hands had touched during the rite and something inside him had lurched forward like a dog hitting the end of its chain. He had been managing it since then, but it wasn't getting quieter.He straightened up and started back toward Ashveil.He told himself he was going back because the morning briefing needed him. Because Draven had sent two messages already. Because an Alpha who disappeared into the eastern woods every time something made him uncomfortable was not an Alpha who deserved a pack.*~*~*~Alira had not meant to end up in the east yard.She had been looking for a shorter route to

  • The Alpha's Enemy's Daughter    CHAPTER 9

    She found Brix in the yard.He was sitting on a low bench outside the storehouse, face turned up to the thin morning sun like a man who had decided he had spent enough time horizontal. He looked better than he had any right to after three days in a sick bed. Older wolves healed stubborn, Wren had told her once. Like they had something to prove.He heard her coming and didn't look up. "Healer," he said."You're not supposed to be out of bed,” Alira said. “You're supposed to be resting," "I am resting," he said. "Outside."She sat on the other end of the bench without asking. He glanced at her sideways, then back at the yard.She took his wrist and checked his pulse. He let her, which she took as a good sign. Fortunately, his pulse was steady and strong. Better than it had any right to be after the fever he had put himself through. She finally set his hand down.Neither of them spoke for a moment."What you said," she started. "When your fever broke."Brix raised a brow, “I said quite

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