Rayna POVMorning came far too quickly. I woke tangled in Damon’s arms, his chest pressed against my back, his hand heavy on my hip. For a moment, I stayed there, letting the steady rhythm of his breathing soothe me. His warmth, his presence, the faint burn where his mark rested on my skin - it was tempting to never move again.But the palace had come alive. Voices echoed through the halls, footsteps hurried past the doors, and the distinct clang of someone dropping a tray made Damon groan into my neck.“Chaos,” he muttered, his lips brushing my skin. “Absolute chaos.”I laughed softly, prying his hand from my hip. “That’s what happens when you decide to host a ball in less than a week of founding a kingdom.”He cracked one golden eye open, giving me a look that was equal parts fond and exasperated. “Correction. You decided.”“You’re the one who demanded we start uniting everyone. The ball is part of that.” I slipped out of bed, tugging a robe around me. “Besides, you and Garrick will
Rayna POV His words slid into me like a challenge, low and sinful. The grief, the weight of Wendrah’s revelations, all of it trembled in me still - but the way Damon looked at me, like I was the only anchor he’d ever need, shifted everything.I swallowed, my voice rasping. “And what exactly do you have in mind to make me tired?”He chuckled darkly, pulling me across his lap with such fluid ease that my knees straddled his hips before I could protest. His hands roamed my waist, my thighs, claiming me with the sureness of a man who knew exactly what I craved. “Oh, little wolf,” he purred, lips grazing my jaw, “you won’t be able to stand by the time I’m finished.”Heat punched through me, feral and desperate. My fingers dug into his shoulders as I rocked against the hardness already pressing up beneath me.His lips trailed down my throat, sharp teeth scraping just enough to make me shiver. “Let me take your mind off everything,” he murmured against my pulse. “Let me remind you who you b
Rayna’s POVThe palace corridors felt longer in the dark, each step back toward our chambers heavier than the last. My mind was a storm - Wendrah’s fading face, Lira’s merciless truth, the echo of words I wasn’t ready to carry.By the time I pushed the chamber door open, the fire had burned low, shadows clinging to the corners. I slipped inside quietly, careful not to wake him. Damon slept light, but maybe… maybe the bond would let me steal this one secret until I could breathe again.I eased into the bed, the sheets cool against my skin, and turned carefully toward him.“Where were you?”The low rumble of his voice cut through the dark. Not drowsy. Not half-asleep. Waiting.My heart jolted. His golden eyes gleamed faintly in the firelight, open and steady, fixed on me.I swallowed. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”“You didn’t,” he said, his voice calm but edged. “I woke when the bond pulled tight and you weren’t here.”I froze, the truth snagging in my throat. “I just needed… air.”“Air.
Rayna’s POVSleep never came.I lay beside Damon, listening to his steady breathing, feeling the warmth of him pressed against my back, and still my mind wouldn’t still. Wendrah’s words clawed through me, each one a splinter under skin. It only changed the form.When his arm loosened in sleep, I slipped free. Quiet. Careful. My wolf whined in protest at leaving him, but I hushed her, cloaking myself in silence.The palace halls were dim, silvered with moonlight. Guards patrolled, but none stopped me - the bond of Alpha and Queen cut deeper than duty. By the time I reached the outer courtyard, my pulse was thrumming fast and wild.The forest called.I shifted halfway, letting claws curl from my fingers, eyes bright in the dark as I moved through the trees. The night wrapped around me, cool and sharp, every sound crisp. An owl. The rustle of a fox. My heartbeat.“Come out,” I whispered, my voice carrying on the wind.The air stirred. A shimmer, faint at first, then stronger, until the f
Rayna POV “And this curse…” My voice wavered. “I thought I broke it.”Wendrah’s gaze softened, almost motherly. For the first time since I had known her, she looked tired. “No, child. It only changed the form.”Before I could reach for her, before I could demand more—her glow faltered all at once, like a candle swallowed by wind. The clearing went cold. Empty.“Wendrah!” I lunged forward, clawing at nothing but shadows. My hands met only air, my heart slamming against my ribs as if trying to break free.Silence answered me. Not even the rustle of leaves.I dropped to my knees, the earth biting into my palms. My wolf howled inside, raw and frantic, as though we’d just lost family.Boots pounded against the ground, snapping me back. Kael burst from the trees, blades already half drawn, Garrick close behind her. Both froze at the sight of me, crouched and shaking.Kael’s eyes darted, sharp and searching. “Rayna… what happened? Where’s Wendrah?”I forced myself upright, my throat dry, th
Rayna POV I tightened my grip on her arm, refusing to let her slip away into silence. “Don’t you dare leave me with half-truths, Wendrah. Not after everything we’ve built together.”Her form flickered again - solid, then translucent, as if the world hadn’t quite decided she belonged in it. She tried to pull back, but I held on, anchoring her to me.“You said it costs something,” I pressed. My voice cracked louder than I meant, anger edged with fear. “What does it cost you? What is happening to you?”Wendrah’s eyes softened, moonlight dimming in their depths. “You are fire, child. Fierce, unyielding… even when you should be afraid.” A bitter smile curved her lips. “Perhaps that is why the Goddess chose you.”I shook my head, refusing the flattery. “Don’t turn this back on me. Answer me.”She hesitated, gaze drifting to the Academy rising tall and whole behind us, glowing like it had been waiting for centuries. Then her voice dropped low.“This body I wear - it is not truly mine. It is