LOGIN“What if all of this ends tomorrow, Alaric?” I suddenly ask. “What if Uncle Garson really dies tomorrow morning?”Alaric’s hand stops moving across the blade of his sword. He stares at me beneath the dim firelight.“Then tomorrow afternoon, we leave the capital behind,” Alaric answers without hesita
MAEVE POVI swallow hard and return Alaric’s stare without blinking. I force every last ounce of courage inside me to lie to my own mate.“Because I thought the process was going to kill me,” I answer quickly. I make sure my voice trembles slightly. “The pain was unbearable, Alaric. I thought I wasn
Our mate bond is forced wide open, tearing down every mental wall we possess. Something crashes violently into my consciousness.Emotions that are not mine.It is Alaric’s mind. I can hear his voice echoing inside my head as if he is screaming directly into my ear.“I won’t let you die! I don’t care
MAEVE POV“You have less than forty-eight hours before Alpha Garson places the crown on the fake princess’s head.”Dorian’s voice cuts through the tension still lingering between Alaric and me.I quickly pull my cloak tighter around myself, my breathing still uneven. Alaric stands tall in front of m
She hits me again, but this time I catch her wrist.“You can’t back out now, Maeve!” I growl, holding her tightly.“Then let me fight beside you at the gate!” Her sob finally breaks free. Her body trembles violently in my grip. “I would rather die torn apart beside you than live as a Queen without y
ALARIC POV“Only twenty-three wolves.”Alpha Rolf lets out a long breath after saying it, and I can feel the grief weighing heavily in his heart.As morning arrives, the remaining villagers come here seeking shelter. I stare at the dirty, wounded faces surrounding me.“That’s all that’s left. The re
I have to let it go. I have to let Dorian create the antidote that will permanently destroy the magic gene inside my blood.But if I do that… I will no longer be a woman worthy of standing beside Alaric.Alaric is a Sword Bearer. A pure Alpha whose instincts are built for dominance and battle in a w
MAEVE POVThe first thing I feel when I wake up is the cold stone beneath my back. Then comes the sharp pain stabbing through my ribs every time I breathe. My entire body aches and throbs relentlessly.The smell of damp earth, moss, and rusted metal fills the air, pressing against lungs that still b
Around us, the villagers’ screams grow even more heartbreaking.One of the loyalist boys I trained this morning is dragged across the snow, his leg severed by an elite soldier. He reaches toward me with blood-covered hands, begging for help.My eyes tremble. My grip around my sword tightens until my
ALARIC POVThose ravens are not just scouting. They are carrying hell itself.From their beaks, deep crimson fireballs rain down like meteors. The straw rooftops across the village instantly explode into flames. The villagers’ hysterical screams, in the middle of dinner, rip through the silence surr







