ELORA
Tonight should have been perfect. I should have been standing by Alpha Kael’s side on his coronation ceremony, maybe…if the goddess was kind, I’ll be his mate. But my father’s voice had ran loud in my ear that evening. “You’ll just embarrass us, Elora. You must stay put in your tower.” He was going to replace me with my step sister, Selene. His golden child, his warrior. Her golden hair reminded me of the sunlight, her smile was bright enough to charm anyone. Still, she didn’t deserve him. She was mean, very mean. And Kael… I stretched my arms against the windowsill, smiling at the full moon. Oh! Kael was everything an alpha should be—strong, commanding, and devastatingly handsome. His dark hair always seemed to fall perfectly down his face, and his green eyes sharp and full of fire. He was kind too. I had often heard the servants say he wasn’t anything like his father. My love was honest, full of integrity. He was a warrior of valor, and he loved his people unconditionally. When he had just turned 18 and was made crowned prince, he been kind enough to convince my father to allow me have an education. It was nothing like the grand schools he and Selene attended, but it meant the world to me. I remembered the way he signed ‘happy birthday’ to me last year. It was awkward, but it was sincere. Everyone else had forgotten me. The way he always waited for me to finish signing before speaking, like my silence was sacred When I learnt of the prophecy binding both our families together, I had a strong feeling it would be me. Whenever he was around me, this cruel world felt different, calmer, more…beautiful. But my hopes were crushed when I watched him kiss Selene from the window of my tower. They had announced their relationship that day, and everyone was elated. Everyone except me. I cried endlessly in my room. I hadn’t found my wolf yet, but I could feel it deep in my bones. There was a bond between Kael and I. I was still lost in my train of thought as I stared outside the window when a strange wind blew past me. It left me with a chilly feeling that caused the curled hairs behind my neck to stand erect. My pulse quickened, my heart beating rapidly against my chest. I could hear it in my ears. It was strange. Forcing me to sit up. Then I heard it. “Elora.” I froze. My senses coming at alert almost immediately. The voice wasn't mine, it wasn’t loud, but it filled my head, soft and powerful all at once. My eyes widened. Could it be… “I’m Sierra,” the soft voice continued to speak. “Your wolf.” My eyes widened as my breath caught in my throat. Tears filled my eyes almost immediately. My wolf. After all these years. I’d waited so long, wondered if it would ever happen. And now, here she was. “My…mine?” I thought to myself. For the first time in the longest time, I wished I could speak to her. I wished she could hear my voice the same way I could hear hers. Would I sound as beautiful as she did? “You don’t need to worry about that, Elora.” She spoke softly. “We are one. I am a part of you as you are a part of me. I can hear your heart speak.” By the goddess! She was all I ever wanted. I nodded my head while my tears continued to rush down my cheek uncontrollably. Perhaps, I hadn’t been completely abandoned by the goddess after all. That wasn’t all. A feeling of hotness, starting in my chest and spreading like wildfire through my body enveloped me almost immediately. My skin prickled, itching with every shortened breath I took, and a deep, raw hunger settled low in my stomach. “What’s happening to me?” I rose up from the stool and looked down at both my hands. They were clammy from sweat, even though it had been freezing cold just few seconds ago. “It’s your heat,” Sierra replied. She made a soft purring sound. “Your mate is near.” My what? My mate? I had one of those too? But I was a mute. Everyone knew me as the mute lady of the Valewind house. What if he rejected me on seeing me? Who would it be? I had never noticed any man in the pack house besides Kael Stormrider. The scent came next, sharp and intoxicating. It filled the room, wrapping around me like a warm embrace. Cedarwood and rain. Awfully familiar. Yet, my mind refused to accept it. It couldn’t be. I stood, unsteady on my feet, as the scent grew stronger. My wolf whimpered in my mind, desperate to follow it. Then I heard footsteps. Slow, deliberate. They stopped just outside my door. My heart thundered in my chest, every beat louder than the last. “He’s here,” she whispered. “I can almost taste him.” Heavens. She was a needy one, wasn’t she? My hand trembled as I reached for the doorknob. And without a second thought, opened the door. Dark hair that fell almost to his eyes, a tall and slender muscular build, and a sharp jaw I liked to think could cut through steel. Was it really…? My breath hitched in my throat as he slowly lifted his head up to look at me, and emerald green eyes bored endless holes into mine. He knocked the wind out of my lungs. Kael Stormrider. I wanted to say something so bad. I lifted my hands to sign, to ask him what he was doing there, but he stepped into the room without giving me a chance to invite him in. My gaze dropped to the bottle of wine in his right hand. He had been drinking. “Elora,” he breathed out. His soft, silly baritone was now rough, as rough as the calluses etched on his hands. Sierra seized control immediately. “Mate!” She exclaimed. “He’s ours. He’s our mate!” I blinked twice, thrice in fact. She was happy, elated. While I was confused. I had always loved Kael, and I had a feeling he was mine. I was right, all along! His gaze was unfocused, his steps unsteady. Did he know it was me? He had called my name, so he knew. Still, I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that… “You smell... so good,” he murmured, taking a step closer. His voice had stolen into my thoughts. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, his hand lifting to cup my cheek. His touch was warm. It sent a blazing heat through me— like fire. Was this really happening? Was the man I had prayed for all my life finally my mate? “The goddess has brought you and I together just like the prophecy said. A Valewind and Stormrider. Together, and in love,” he whispered into my ear. “We would correct the mistakes of this world for generations to come.” I swallowed hard. I knew that prophecy. Only, everyone had always thought it would be he and Selene. She was the prettier one, the warrior. His lips claimed mine, and I felt myself melt into his arms. Every thought I had in that moment vanished as he guided me to my bed. My instincts screamed at me to stop. I didn’t. He gently tucked my hair to the back of my right ear as he looked into my eyes. “This would mark our first night together. Our love would reach the heavens, my lady.” If I was in love with Kael when he was only a polite brother-in-law-to-be, I was tripping over my heels now. He undressed me slowly, taking off the blue gown I had put on after much effort tonight. I lay bare and naked in front of him, but without fear. I was his, and he was mine. “Undress me, my lady.” He had always called Selene that. Now, it was me. “Call me by my name.” I signed. A small smile showed at the edges of his lips. “Undress me, Elora.” My heart almost lept out of my chest. I took his clothes off with shaky hands. And when we were both naked, pale underneath the full moon, he kissed me. Kissed me deeply, every worry I had slowly melted away. When he joined me at my core, I was wet enough to welcome him. The first man, my mate. I cried out in pain, but it was gone quickly. Followed my an immense pleasure that caused me to throw my head against the headboard. Once again, tears of joy filled my eyes. Could this be it? Could this be the happy ever after I always wanted? I raised my hips to meet his, drowning myself in the relief the pleasure offered. I felt comfort in the raspiness of his breath against my neck The thought of being seen— by someone else. More importantly, the man whose eyes I see everytime I go to sleep. Kael pulled me closer, his lips finding mine in a kiss that stole my breath. It was everything I’d ever dreamed of and everything I feared. I couldn’t stop him. I couldn’t stop myself. My ecstasy heightened—his touch, the way it ignited a fire I didn't know existed in me. his warmth, the overwhelming pull of the bond. He traced kisses down my left ear, to my neck, before whispering. “The heavens would witness tonight. For after this, I am yours,” more kisses. “And you are mine.” With that, he dug his teeth deep into the skin of my flesh, and I cried out. With that cry, came a release unlike anything I had ever experience. Like I had been holding back a flood gate. When it was over, Kael lay beside me, his arm wrapped around my waist. His breathing was steady, his face peaceful in sleep. He sniffed in the scent of my hair, and I felt him smile. “I always knew it was you,” Shamelessly, I found myself smiling. “Selene.” My world came crashing down.AUTHORThe skies were stained with storm clouds, heavy with the weight of blood yet to be shed. Thunder rumbled low, as if the heavens themselves mourned what was about to take place. Stormrider’s gates had cracked open with a roar, and warriors poured through like a flood.In front of them, Varek and Kael mocked the little number they currently watched. Their army outnumbered the South’s with at least nine thousand. Varek’s eyes on them. The southern army, smaller, leaner, stood their ground outside the scorched edges of the field. VAREK could not, for the life of him, figure out if this was all they had, or it was a trap. Their presence here meant they had been told about what was to happen today, long before it even happened. Had they gotten reinforcements? Was this an ambush? The Stormrider prince had laughed and was more than ready to attack, but the former grand commander had seen more than enough of war to know when something was wrong. He studied the silver wolf in front
ELORA Is it much of a rejection if your heart still craves for another? “Do you miss him?” I had asked Sierra as I sat on my bed, flipping through the pages of one of the many books on my shelf. “I cannot say for sure.” She replied to me. We had started talking again after she regained her strength. She was a strong wolf, but she always used up most of her energy quickly when it came to saving me. “We were mates, and he was the first one I felt, but I do not think we were ever close to him. It doesn’t feel like we were ever one with him. Unlike…”“Ryker.” I said the name before her. She purred softly within me. She missed him too. I wasn’t even sure how long it had been since we last saw him. I wasn’t certain we would ever see him again. It was only a matter of time until Stormrider fought them. My father had refused to let me stay around the soldiers. He had claimed I didn’t want to be part of the bloodshed, so he would keep me as far away from it as possible. It was all ove
KAEL War would never be my first turning point, but if the wolves of the south wanted to be rebels, then I would treat them like rebels. The first time Varek Valewind had brought up the topic of fighting them, I reasoned with Elora and asked him to send them a notice. We could talk like men, the Veylard bastard and I. VAREK told me he had sent it. He also spoke before the council on how he sent the message three times, and the three times he did, he was ignored. It told me everything I needed to know. They wanted a fight. What sort of a man would I be if I didn’t give them exactly what they wanted? I looked over my armor one last time, smoothing my hands over the fine gold. It was heavier than usual. I hadn’t worn one in a long time, and it had been my dream as alpha king to never have to wear one, but Ryker Veylard pushed me to the wall successfully, and I would be a coward not to respond. I stood before the mirror, tightening the last strap across my chest. My reflection st
RYKER It was drizzling outside. The clouds were a thick shade of gray, heavy and ready to pour down on us anytime soon. I sat still and stared at my reflection, my fingers twitching slightly on the edge of the wooden table. Why in the goddess’ name were my hands trembling? Why couldn’t I seem to keep my fingers still? I should’ve been ready. I wanted…no, needed to feel more alive. I’d waited years for this, dreamt of it. This was everything I had ever trained for. What I went to bed thinking of, and the first thought that crossed my mind whenever I opened my eyes. And yet…I still wasn’t dressed.A bitter chuckle ripped from my throat. It was an irony, wasn’t it? I had spent all these years fantasizing of the moment I would finally get to put a sword through Varek Valewind’s heart. The goddess had given me a head start, yet I couldn’t find it in me to put some fucking clothes on. Did it matter? I wasn’t planning to fight as a man. My skin would rip into fur, my bones would br
ELORA Morning came, and with it the never ending gust of sadness and…nothing. Just a pure nothingness that left me questioning everything I had ever known to be true about myself, about my home. Did I ever belong here, because it never felt like I did. And I knew I had said it a lot of times, but something always seemed to remind me. Today, it was the third summon to the council that left me feeling like an impostor. I was only there to find out ways I could help Ryker and his people stay safe. The guard read out the words from a scroll with a seal that brought bad memories. The crest of Stormrider.The moment I saw it, my stomach twisted into knots. It was the thing that caused me to end up here. Ryker had found the mercenaries with the scroll and didn’t believe I was innocent. I pushed the thought out of my mind and thanked the guard when he was done reading. Tamika stood in the corner, watching me dress in silence. Her gaze was focused on my belly, and I didn’t need to look
AUTHOR Enough was…had to be enough. Athlea Valewind couldn’t take it anymore. A lot of things had gotten out of hand, so many things they had planned to stop were still existing, and she had to put a stop to it at that very second. She was tired. So tired of sitting by and doing nothing. The door creaked shut behind them, thick and heavy, muffling the grand hallway outside. Varek’s quarters, lit by a low fire and the faint flicker of enchanted candles, felt smaller tonight. Athlea didn’t wait. She had managed to keep silent the entire walk here, and she wasn’t sure her words would be able to remain tucked in her tongue for one more second, or that if it did, she wouldn’t burst open and die from it. She ripped her shawl off her shoulders, tossing it onto a nearby chair with a flick of frustration. Her footsteps echoed with fury as she turned to him.“I’ve had enough, Varek. I have had enough. First, she’s the silver wolf, and now she can speak? She can bloody speak”Varek sighed