AUTHOR The clatter of silverware was muted by the soft harp music drifting in from the adjoining hall. The dining room of the Valewind’s high tower flickered with golden torchlight, its velvet drapes drawn tight against the night’s chill. The table was laden with roasted duck, honeyed root vegetables, and wine as dark as dried blood. But Selene barely tasted any of it.Selene Valewind Stormrider had decided to have dinner with her parents tonight. Her husband, the alpha king, didn’t seem to care much for her recently, and it would have bruised her ego to be snubbed at the dinner table in front of the servants. Since he wanted to act like he was alone, she would leave him be. She sat between her parents, Varek and Athlea, the former beta and beta lady of the former alpha, her husband’s father.Power incarnate. And right now, both were staring at her with matching expressions of expectation. They had a plan she hadn’t updated them on after all. She sometimes wished her parents woul
ELORA I stared at my reflection in the mirror. These were clothes tailor-made for me from the richest fabrics in all of Stormrider. Yet, it felt completely out of place. I felt out of place. My new warrior attire was rich and properly fitted to make me look…simply amazing. It was a dark steel-blue tunic, fastened at the waist with a silver embroidered belt shaped like wolves’ fangs, high leather boots hugging my calves, and a cloak the color of moonless skies. The crest of Stormrider shimmered on my chest. My hair had been braided tightly down my back. I wanted to take it all in, to feel like one with the very ground I was standing on. My throat tightened. I was a Stormrider princess, daughter of Varek Valewind the conqueror, born and raised to walk these marble walls and ancient halls. But I felt like a trespasser. I smoothed my hand down the fabric, hoping if I rubbed it long enough, it’ll feel better inside it. A knock tapped against my door, and I swallowed hard. It was
RYKER “You must keep your head high, your eyes all over your body, and your feet on the ground!” I ordered, circling the two ladies rooted in the sparring mud.“Make sure no one has an edge over you.”The sound of bodies hitting the earth echoed across the training field. It was a steady rhythm I had grown used to. It served as therapy for me. I came to a halt at the edge of the training ground with arms crossed, watching the young brunette fight to hold her own against Hagar.Mud clung to the girl’s knees, her braid half-loosened as she charged too eagerly. Hagar twisted sideways with minimal effort and swept the girl’s legs from under her. Her back hit the earth with a sickening thud.“Watch your back,” I called out. Although I did my best to sound calm, my voice still cut through the air like a blade. “Hagar doesn’t strike where you expect her to. And so will your enemies.” If we were going to face a force as smart as Stormrider’s, I was going to have to train my warriors to be
ELORA I wiped my eyes dry and slowly but steadily walked to my room where I spent the rest of my day reading. Tamika had brought me some books from the study a while ago, and I was recently starting to enjoy my current read. Still, I could barely keep my thoughts in one place. I didn’t come out for lunch or dinner, so Tamika served me in my room. Later that night, I paced about the floor of my chambers, my bare feet cold against the marble. The fire had long died down, but I didn’t dare call for a servant to relight it, especially since I had given Tamika permission to perform her other duties for the night. I needed silence. Isolation. If I heard another voice or felt another presence, I might snap.My fingers trembled as I ran them over the seam of my night dress. My father’s words at the council meeting wouldn’t leave my ears no matter how much I wanted them to. Ryker had to know what was coming. It would take about two days to reach the south if they hadn’t moved territories
ELORASomehow, it felt as though the room had suddenly begun to spin around my head. I wasn’t alright. I hadn’t been alright for days, maybe weeks. When had I ever been alright? Truly alright? My voice hasn’t been restored to me, despite all my efforts, and now my mother’s room…the one that held her scent, her presence, her memories even after almost two decades had vanished as well. How could I be okay?I barely slept. I spent the entire night trying to remember what the room used to feel like, how the morning light used to pour in across the wooden floors. I kept asking myself how it all slipped away so fast. When did the renovation happen? Had plans always been in place? Was it just an awful coincidence? And just when I thought I might have a moment to breathe, I was summoned to the council chambers. I told myself to focus. I was a princess, the daughter of Varek Valewind, and a member of the high council of Stormrider. I had to hold it together. But when my father started
KAEL Kranos Stormrider barely summoned me. Ever since I took my father’s place on the throne as the alpha king of Stormrider, he spent his time traveling and frolicking with as many maidens as he could get his hands on with no objection from me. It gave me more time and freedom to do what I wanted without his interference. It had been only two days since he returned from his last trip, and I had already been summoned. I stepped into my father’s chambers and instantly regretted it.A barely dressed woman, full tits out with only a little linen transparent skirt, knelt behind his chair. Her fingers slowly dug into the skin of his shoulders, massaging with care. My father leaned backwards and groaned in satisfaction. Standing across from him with that ever-present smugness curling at his lips, was Varek Valewind.Perfect.I liked to think he was the one who had influenced my father, teaching him his womanizing ways, but my father was also a full grown man. I had barely slept, h