LOGINMy heart felt like it had been clawed open and my bloody shattered heart was handed over to me in my cold hands. I cried until the tears refused to come. Until my throat felt so sore. It felt like it had been filled with sandpaper. And when I finally collapsed in bed, the tears stopped. Just vanished as I'd never cried. I started at the ceiling, feeling empty inside. When the door opened, I didn't move and when Arin slipped in beside me, she wrapped her arms around me until I slept. I woke up some time later in the day and she was still there. "You slept for a while" I nodded. "My body needed it" Her eyes stayed on me like she had more questions to ask but she didn't. "I want to see Christopher" I said and she frowned. "The king...""I need to see Christopher Arin" I repeated, pushing all the urgency in my voice. She nodded "I can make it happen. But it cannot be today" I bit down the protest that I almost let out and nodded. "It's fine. Tomorrow then?" She nodded. "Tomorrow"
KING LEONIDAS POVThe sound of sobbing followed the click of the lock. I turned away and walked towards my office, Fenrir following closely behind me. The bottle of unopened scotch that had been sitting on my table untouched for days called to me. I didn't resist this time, pouring the drink into a glass and drinking it down. Fenrir watched me silently. The little shit had ruined everything. I wanted to smash his head into the wall but I had to control myself and my explosive anger. "I think you made a..." I didn't let him finish, I hurled the bottle towards his head and he moved out of the way just in time for the bottle to narrowly avoid smashing into his head. The bottle landed with a loud crash and the smell of alcohol enveloped my office. "You had just one fucking job" I growled at him. "I had no idea you were going to be there" he tried to explain but it only got me angrier."And what the fuck did you plan to do?" "Talk to her. I could have convinced her I was Finn and if an
No. I was wrong. I had to be. There was no way it was him. He died. I watched him die. The king buried him, mourned for him. I sat by his side, and I held him. "No" I muttered, backing away. It could be Finn. They had reconciled and were close now. That was the only reason he was standing beside him."Are you okay?" The voice asked again and I gasped. There was no mistaking that voice. I'd spoken to both of them countless times to know who exactly owned that voice. "Fenrir" I muttered again and he looked around in confusion. "Not..." "There is no need for that" King Leonidas cut him off. I dragged my eyes to his cold face and even colder eyes that were watching me."What's happening? Fenrir is dead right? Do you have another brother? They must be triplets? It can't..." I rambled as they looked on, offering no explanation. "Somebody tell me" I yelled and Fenrir stepped forward. "I'm not dead...I never died" "Then what...What happened? Why did you lie?" I asked, heart beating so
I knew there was nothing good about her visit here. Most likely she came here to gloat but I was in no mood to listen. "What are you doing here?" I asked hostilely and her cold smile dropped. "I'm going to be queen soon. I can go wherever I want to" "The king gave instructions. This room is off limits," Arin spoke loudly and I looked to her with a silent command. She didn't need to get involved or things would get messy for her. Heather scowled. "I do not believe I have to deal with this. A lowly servant speaking to me? How dare you?""Not too long ago, you were no better than a lowly servant. I gave you clothes to shield your modesty" Her left eye twitched and her lips pressed into a thin line. "I wish to speak with Rebeccah alone. Get out" Heather ordered loudly but Arin didn't budge. She looked to me for confirmation and I nodded. "It's fine" she hesitated but when I urged her with another nod, she walked past. I looked back at Heather who was staring at the room with barely
My vision swayed. It felt like I was reliving my past all over again. My second mate...choosing another. He was going to mark her. He was rejecting me even without knowing it and he was claiming her. The announcement in front of the crowd was the final stamp. The pack would make preparations…they’d know he was serious since he’d never made an announcement. My knees buckled when I tried to back away. Arin's hands caught me. "Becca" she called but her voice sounded distant. Only the sound of my heart pounding filled my chest. But my eyes, it took in everything. Heather's happiness. The crowd jumping around me. King Leonidas's soft gaze was directed at her. My stomach churned and I felt bile rising. I couldn't be here. I backed away, blindly pushing out of the crowd. The air around me began to vanish the longer I stayed between them. My body failed me, my legs almost gave out but someone caught me. "I'll help her" I vaguely recognized the voice. Masculine and full of concern but it so
“Why didn't you warn me?" His gaze shifted to Arin who watched us silently. "Excuse me" she muttered and rushed out of the door faster than I could blink. "I told you, there are consequences. I couldn't have given you a warning" "It could have prepared me. He knew and I..." I tried to leave without speaking the truth. "This is for the best""For who? I can't...""Whatever it is you're feeling and you think you can't survive it, you're wrong. Nothing good will come out of you staying next to him. You'll get hurt. He'll get hurt""Then what can I do?" I cried desperately. There had to be something that I could do to make things better. "Leave" he muttered emotionless."How? I'm locked in here and..." I really couldn’t. I didn’t think that I could survive it. "I can take you away" I stared at Christopher suspiciously. "Far away. That was your plan in the beginning right? What your mother wanted for you. To escape this pack and leave far away. I can do that for you but you have to
I didn't stop running long after I was out of that room. I narrowly missed bumping into walls because of my blurry vision. When my legs finally gave out underneath me, I was somewhere I didn't recognize. A narrow hallway. My hands shook as I pulled my knees to my chest. I'd murdered a man. An in
She turned away and walked to the exit. She didn't say the words but I knew she expected me to follow her. I'd come to understand that some instructions didn't need to be uttered by words. And in this castle, those instructions were expected to be obeyed. No time for questions. I followed her, ig
Everything became still. Time stopped and I forgot how to speak. My fingers trembled by my side, despite my attempts to still them. Fear crept up my spine as I stared at the truth but refused to believe it. "You are...the king" My voice was breathless...shaky, full of disbelief. He doesn't respond
I stared on in disgust at the sight before me. The man bound in chains was a bloodied mess. Cuts marred every exposed inch of his naked body as he shuddered in the cold room. Blood dripped from those cuts and formed a pool underneath him. The stench of blood and gore was strong and my stomach lurc







