The one who had recognized me stood before me and slapped me with all her strength.
“We’re not afraid of you, abomination,” she snarled.
Another one took her place with a mocking smirk and slapped me too.
“You should’ve stayed in the kitchens,” she said.
It was then that one of them spotted the moonstone pendant around my neck.
“What are you doing with such a fine jewel?” she cried, outraged.
She tried to grab it, but I covered it with my hand.
“Don’t you dare touching it,” I warned her.
Lila and another girl held my arms back. The tall one grabbed the pendant chain and twisted it around my throat, choking me until I stopped wriggling.
“Where did you get this moonstone?” she demanded.
“The queen gave it to me,” I grunted, gasping for air.
“The queen! Sure!”
“To a bloodsucker like you!”
*Dale is an old English name for a narrow valleyThe distant sound of galloping hooves disturbed the deep silence of the night on the prairie, where the tall grass rippled in the cold northern wind toward the trees. The forest poured down from the hills enclosing the only access to the narrow valley, ending at the high plain like a wall of darkness under the clouded moon.Two dozen shadows climbed past the last slope to the prairie, staggering as they tried to run toward the woods, their trembling voices trying to encourage each other.“The Red Woods!”“The Dale is right there!”“One last run!”“Don’t stop now!”The fugitives stumbled toward the other end of the prairie, where the shadows of the forest promised shelter. Men and women, even children, they were all dirty and barefoot, injured, eyes wide in terror. The fittest runners sprinted ahead while families tried to stay together, pulling by the hand the weaker and younger ones.Among them, the smith pressed his wife’s hand, as sh
BOOK 1 - WINTERWomen came and went about the square, smiling hi at the old weavers, who had brought their looms out, to work under the pale November sun. Past them, they ignored the compliments from the hunters, having their beer at one of the corners.No boys in sight. Good. Maybe I’d be able to go get water from the well and be back to Teah’s place without incidents. Just in case, I tugged my sleeves further down and tightened the shawl wrapped around my head, to hide my white hair and as much of my pale face and my purple eyes as possible.I breathed deep, eyes ahead on the well, and pressed on. But it didn’t matter how much I covered myself. The voices all around soon turned to hostile whispering. That was why I always tried to come to the well at sunrise, when I didn’t come across anybody. But Teah had used all her water on her tests, and she needed more, so there I was, with her two empty buckets, forced to expose my oddities to the whole village. Like I’d chosen to be as I am,
Minutes went by and nothing happened. I heard the man swimming in the pond, and them the waterfall’s sound changed. Curiosity overcame fear and I peeped through the bush.He was standing right under the waterfall, the water up to his hips, his back turned to me. It slimmed down from his broad shoulders to his slender waist, the muscles in his arms popping up as he washed his face and his dark hair.I stared at him, speechless. Not so much because he was butt naked, but because he had the healthiest, strongest, most beautiful body I’d ever seen. His skin was almost as pale as mine, and it looked as smooth as silk.Then a moonbeam touched the trees and the top of the cliff. And my dirty blood allowed my eyes to see clearer, not only around me, but as far as the man in front of me, a hundred feet away.And my heart skipped a beat when I saw the subtle tattoo covering his back, light lines like drawn with silver ink: a cross and a crescent moon.I muffled a cry, because Teah had told me a
I knew what he was seeing and smelling: the very image of his sworn enemies.Never minding my own tears, I forced my shaky hands to undo the collar of my dress. I pulled it open, closed my eyes and let my head back, offering my throat as the only sign I could think of to show him I knew my life was in his hands.The wolf kept growling for a moment longer. I didn’t move. Then, to my utter surprise, he turned around and leaped away into the woods.Going back to Teah’s place took me forever, because my leg hurt so bad I needed to stop every few steps. At least there were no boys guarding the access to the village.The shortest way took me near my father’s smith workshop, right by the house he shared with his wife and my stepsiblings. There was a big dog laying outside the workshop closed door, and it barked as soon as it smelled me.I hid in the alley across the street and peaked out. I recognize Van’s shepherd dog, and a moment later, Van himself hurried out of the workshop with my step
I didn’t have a choice, so I told Teah what had transpired in the woods. However, I was wise enough to leave out the part about watching the Alpha change and swim in the nude. I knew that if she ever found out, she wouldn’t spare my life like the wolf had done.I think the only thing that spared me any punishment was that I still was in bad shape. And I soon got worse. Looked like my leg wasn’t the only thing I’d messed up during my night adventure. The pond’s cold water, and all the hours I’d spent wearing my soaking-wet clothes, had affected me. That night I was burning in fever, and in the morning I was coughing and struggling to breathe.I lost count of the days I spent lying on the straw mattress before the hearth, shaking and choking, moaning in pain every time I tried to move, because my chest and my leg hurt and burned.Finally, Teah forced her rheumatic bones to crouch down by my side. I wasn’t fully awake, lost in that fevered tossing and turning that filled my head with hot
The village square was surrounded by torches burning in the winter night. Nobody cared about the cruel cold frosting the thick layer of snow on the streets, and the cleared stone floor of the square around the well. Everybody in the village, myself included, had worn all the warm clothes and cloaks we had to witness the ceremony.Once a year, two nights before the first full moon of the new year, known as the Wolf Moon, all the single girls in the village, between seventeen and twenty, lined up by the well wearing their best dresses. Then, several wolves in human form showed up to pick the three lucky girls who would leave the village. It was one of the rare occasions when wolves openly showed their human forms, and I think that was the true reason why nobody wanted to miss it.The chosen girls moved with the wolves to their castle, at the other side of the Dale, and paired up with a young wolf. They lived a long life full of luxury and happiness in exchange for giving birth to a coup
“Nice show you put on,” Teah scolded me the minute we walked into her place. “Are you crazy? Thank God she intervened in your behalf. Else the whole village would’ve jumped on you!”“The princess,” I murmured. “Her eyes.”“Oh, yes, and her hair. I know. Nothing as blatant as you, but anyway striking for a wolf.” Teah shrugged. “Every now and then one like her is born.”I rubbed my face, still trying to think straight again.“I need to go home. I need to pack.”“Pack what? You hardly own the clothes on your back. Forget it. They will give you anything you may need. And you better stay indoors. All the girls who weren’t chosen would give anything to find you alone. You’ll stay right here until it’s time to go to the clearing. And I’ll walk you there myself.”I couldn’t sleep that night. I lay on my straw mattress by the fire, under the blankets and the bearskin. By the time Teah woke up the next morning, I had already gone to the well and cooked breakfast.At noon, my father came knocki
“Yarrow!”My own cry startled me awake. I was half-sitting, and even though I was still facing the fire, the cold in my chest reminded me I was naked. I lay back down in a hurry, pulling blanket and bearskin up to my nose.I noticed a trace of light from under the edge of the blindfold still covering my eyes. Meaning the other times it’d been night?“Are you well?”The wolf’s whisper startled me again and I curled up under the covers, nodding.“What did you say?”I shook my head, embarrassed.“Say it again.”His whispers now had an edge of authority, the wolf talking to one of his subjects.“Yarrow,” I mumbled.“The flower? What about it?”“You…” I stuttered, trailing off.I heard the rustle of fabric and his next whisper sounded closer to my head, like he’d leaned over me.“Yes?”“You… You smell like yarrow, my lord.”I heard him stiffen up.“Beg your pardon?”He was still talking in whispers, but they lacked any warmth now.“I’m so sorry, my lord. I didn’t mean to. You smell like th
The one who had recognized me stood before me and slapped me with all her strength.“We’re not afraid of you, abomination,” she snarled.Another one took her place with a mocking smirk and slapped me too.“You should’ve stayed in the kitchens,” she said.It was then that one of them spotted the moonstone pendant around my neck.“What are you doing with such a fine jewel?” she cried, outraged.She tried to grab it, but I covered it with my hand.“Don’t you dare touching it,” I warned her.Lila and another girl held my arms back. The tall one grabbed the pendant chain and twisted it around my throat, choking me until I stopped wriggling.“Where did you get this moonstone?” she demanded.“The queen gave it to me,” I grunted, gasping for air.“The queen! Sure!”“To a bloodsucker like you!”
I froze in fear, and Tilda grabbed my hand to make me walk again.“No, Tilda! Please!” I begged at the brink of tears. “I’ll serve any other table! I’ll scrub privies with Aurora and Selene! But don’t make me serve the Alpha!”She stopped to face me, surprised.“What is it, Joy? Why are you so afraid of him? I didn’t know you’d even seen him.”I shrugged, trying to find an answer without lying. The bathhouse! I told her about my coming across him while bathing Brenan, and how he’d reacted to seeing me. To my despair, Tilda shook her head, smiling, and kept walking.“Well, yes, he has a temper. But don’t be afraid, you’ll be fine.” She opened the door to my room and motioned for me to walk in. “Change your clothes. The green dress will work. I’ll wait to take you with the parlormaids.”I did as she said, fighting back my tears. My
The next day, I woke up before him. I was surprised to notice a trace of daylight through the black ribbon.“My lord?” I whispered, caressing his back. “Isn’t it morning already?”“It’s Sunday,” he grunted, sleepy, his face surely sunk in his pillow. “We don’t need to get up yet.”“But you’re going to church.”“I can go after lunch.”“And what excuse will I give to miss it?”“That you’re exhausted after a week scratching furry bellies,” he grumbled, rolling over to lay on his back.I giggled, feeling for his face and finding his eyes closed, his brow furrowed.“My lord, you know I can’t get dressed blindfolded.”“You’re in a hurry to leave me.”“Look who’s talking, counting down the days to go fight the vampires and leave me here, all alone in
The news spread as if wolves spoke with their minds.The healers overwhelmed me with questions about my encounter with the Luna queen, and seeing how over the top they were, I figured the whole castle was surely aware, or would be soon. I shrugged with tears in my eyes.“She’s the sweetest being I’ve ever met,” I said, and for some reason, that was enough of an answer for them.Even the wolf mentioned it that night.“Royal spoiler?” he teased, amused. “I have to call you my lady now.”“My lord!” I complained.He held me in his arms, chuckling, and kissed my forehead.“Thank you, my love,” he whispered, suddenly serious. “One day you’ll understand the importance of what transpired today. We’re honored she gave us her blessing.”“I’m happy to do anything to make things easier for you, my lord.”“And you h
The princess and the white wolf stopped a step away from me. I remained very still, fighting back my anxiety, while the wolf sniffed my head.“Look up, little one,” the princess commanded.I did, finding the queen’s shrouded eyes. Mine got full of tears. She smelled my face first, then my moonstone pendant, and let out a quick pant. The princess crouched down and the wolf brought her head down a little.“My mother wants to welcome you to the castle, Joy,” the princess said in a warm tone.She studied me for a moment and frowned, because I couldn’t fight back my tears any longer.“Speak. Why are you so moved?”I mustered all my courage to face them, my eyes on the beautiful white wolf, who seemed to be wrapped in an aura of wisdom and kindness.“I just want to express to you my heartfelt gratitude, your Majesty,” I said, my voice shaky. “Your husband saved my life when h
Aine and the other girls her age got busy with the decoration for the party, so we suspended my lessons for a while. All the service women were overwhelmed with work, which caused a multitude of little accidents. Not to mention the work for the cleaning and laundry crews was twice the usual, because they had to ready the guest wing.Tilda said it was the first time in her decades as a healer that so many humans knocked at her door. We spent our days taking care of small cuts, light burns, scratches, bruises. Soon Ronda joined us, because we hardly had the time to replace everything we used and get ready for the next day.And I insisted that we should double our production of infusions and lotions for joints, digestive problems and allergies, because I didn’t want to overlook the women we were already caring for.So Marla had to send three more healers to help us.“It’s the lionet’s fault,” they said, laughing. “How are
“Please, love!”I smiled, the tip of my tongue sliding up his erection in no hurry.He shivered from head to toes and his fingers moved faster, in and out of my body, to let me feel his urgency.I looked up, parted lips, enjoying his double caress. His hips came up, reaching for my mouth, while he panted and grunted. I decided it was enough of playing with him. So I lowered my head, taking in my mouth as much of him as I could, my tongue pressing his tense skin.He let himself go with a hoarse moan, my fist steady against his pelvis, letting his exquisite flavor pour on my tongue.Before I could do anything, he grabbed my waist and lifted me effortlessly. He guided my knees to sink into the pillows straddling his head. I grabbed the headboard when he made me literally sit on his face, his mouth between my legs, his hands grabbing my buttocks.It was my turn to moan and shiver and beg, his seed quelling my mind to enhance my sensa
Aine came to sit at the edge of the pool while Brenan lay on the bottom and I filled the bucket.“I come as a translator,” she smiled, nodding to her brother, and lowered her voice. “He wants me to tell you to not pay attention to those hags, because Ronda is right.”I nodded, adding lotion the water. I poured it on his back and rested a hand on him to stretch and reach the brush.“Ouch!” I cried, pulling my hand away with something stuck to my fingers.“Surprise!” Aine giggled, nodding to her brother for me to know it was his words.I looked closer at my fingers and found a tiny prickle stuck into my fingertip. I ran my hand carefully along Brenan’s fur and frowned.“Where have you been, my lord?” I asked, and looked up at Ronda, who was joining us back. “He’s full of thorny prickles!”The healer giggled with Aine while Brenan flapped his tail and pan
Ronda stood up, shaking arms and hands.“Wash the pool while I get more clothes,” she said to me.Kellan soon jumped into the pool. The healer left a basket with all I needed by the edge, within my reach, but she didn’t get into the pool with us.“Since you’re not a wolf, and you don’t know what parts need more and less frictions, maybe your touch can help you,” she said, turning the crank to fill my bucket. “We have a thick skin, so don’t be afraid of scratching harder when you find a crust. This time of the year, sometimes we need help to get rid of the last traces of bubbler we secrete during the cold months. Whatever you do, trust your gut, and that Kellan will let you know if he doesn’t like what you’re doing.”“Well, my lord, here we go,” I murmured, pouring the first bucket of warm water along his back.Ronda’s suggestion made everything easier, because