ALTHEAI don’t remember leaving the hallway.I don’t remember how I made it down the winding corridor, or when my legs even started moving again. All I know is that I’ve been walking aimlessly, blindly, since I heard her say it.Elise.Her voice is still in my head, looping again and again like a curse I can’t shake. “I did it. I poisoned him.”My stomach churns every time I think about it. About her face. The way she stood there with her chin raised like she wasn’t ashamed. Like she hadn’t just destroyed the one person who thought she was the best option for him.And goddess, I thought she loved him.All this time, I thought she was the better one. Sweeter. Softer. The girl that deserved him because I… didn’t. I let myself believe that she was harmless. That maybe Asher had found some peace in her. That maybe despite the war between us, it wouldn’t matter because someone like her would never think to betray him.But now I know better.She was never innocent. She was never harmless. S
ASHERDarkness clings to me like a second skin.My head feels heavy, my limbs weighed down by something thicker than sleep. I try to lift my hand, but it barely twitches. A groan escapes my throat as my eyes flutter open to a blurry ceiling. The air smells strange, too clean, too quiet. There’s a ringing in my ears, a dull throb pulsing at the base of my skull. I blink again, and this time, the blur sharpens into stone walls and flickering candlelight.Where the hell am I?The last thing I remember is standing on the stage, the weight of the crown pressing on me like always, the crowd stretching out before me, faceless and loud. I remember speaking. I remember saying her name. Elise. Then… nothing. Just a sudden, sharp wave of dizziness, like the floor tilted beneath me, and the world slipped sideways.And now I’m here.My body aches as I shift slightly, a sharp coldness biting into my wrist. I glance down and feel my breath hitch, metal cuffs, thick and iron, tight around both wrists
ALTHEAFor a few seconds, everything freezes.Then the crowd explodes.Screams tear through the courtyard like a thousand knives. People push and shove, stumbling backward as guards flood the stage, surrounding the fallen king. I watch, frozen in place, as they lift his body, limp, unmoving, and carry him off the dais, his robes dragging behind him like a shadow. The priest yells something, trying to restore order, but his voice is drowned out by panic. Noblewomen clutch their pearls. Warriors draw their swords. Children cry.Still, I don’t move.My body feels locked in place, breath shallow, mind racing. Around me, chaos swells like a storm. But I can’t stay here. Not now. Aaron and the others have already gone inside. I saw the way they melted into the crowd just moments before everything fell apart. That was our signal. The moment of distraction we were waiting for.And now it’s here.I pull my hood lower over my head, tightening the fabric around my face as I slip between bodies.
Many decades ago…I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this.No matter what I tried, no matter what I took or prayed for or begged the goddess in the dark to allow, this thing inside me refused to go. I tried everything. I followed the seer’s old instructions. The roots. The teas. Even the ritual with the silver water and black ash under the full moon. But nothing worked.It wouldn’t leave.And then, before I knew it, I’d run out of time. The physicians said it was too late. That removing it now would end my life faster than letting it grow. I pretended to listen, nodded when they said to rest and eat and stay calm. But inside, I’d already made up my mind.I’ll let it come.But I’ll never let it stay.As soon as I birth it, I will make sure it’s gone.The mark on my neck has turned blacker than before. It itches and burns like it’s alive, like something’s crawling under the skin trying to get out. There are nights I wake up clawing at it until I bleed. My wolf, what’s left of
ALTHEAThat day, all those years ago, they told me it was an accident.That my mother’s death was a terrible, tragic accident.I held onto that lie like a lifeline, because the truth, whatever it really was, had always been too dark, too painful, too dangerous to face. But now, standing here, breathing in the sharp morning air, the truth wraps itself around my ribs like a vice.And it’s choking me.My chest is tight, too tight. I close my eyes and try to inhale slowly, evenly, but it feels like I’ve forgotten how to breathe altogether. My fingers are trembling, my knees feel weak, and the world has gone oddly quiet, like it’s holding its breath right along with me.Because now… everything makes sense.Why we had to move so suddenly. Why I’ve always felt drawn to him in a way I couldn’t explain. The strange connection. The dreams that haunted my sleep and left me gasping in the dark. My body, my mind, they remembered him before I ever consciously did.I recognized him.Some part of me
ASHERI don’t say anything for a while after she leaves. The door clicks shut, and I’m left staring at the empty space where Elise had just stood. My thoughts are a mess. The silence in the room is loud, pressing in from every corner, but it’s still not enough to drown out what she said.Caroline.She lied.She faked a pregnancy.With my child.I drag a hand down my face, exhaling slowly, trying to keep the fury locked inside. It claws at my chest, hot and wild, and it takes everything in me not to let it tear its way out. I’d been grieving something that was never real. Mourning a life that never existed. I’d allowed guilt to dig its roots into my spine because I thought I had failed someone.And all this time, it was just a ploy.A trap.A desperate attempt to manipulate my name, my title, me, into submission.I want to scream. Throw something. Shatter the mirror in the corner, or maybe the walls themselves. Instead, I just breathe. In. Out. Slow. Controlled. Barely.It’s not just t