JaceCarina's arm and leg sat on my body as though they belonged there. Her soft snores continued unperturbed, even though sunlight was already coming in through the windows. She had been complaining of heat during the night, and had begged me to keep the blinds open, but it was easy to learn her true intentions when she'd stripped and then practically begged me to make love to her. I moved away from her slowly, careful to not wake her. I glanced down at her naked body, and for a split second, I wished it was someone else. The hair was too light, and her body lacked the angles and trained muscles I'd grown familiar with.Shaking the thoughts out of my head, I got up and prepared to face the day. I had important business with the council.—I bowed lightly as I made entry into the conference room, throwing my navy blue coat over my shoulder. Every Elder was seated already save for Elder Joseph. Whose seat was mysteriously empty.I took my seat on the other side of the large conferen
ZaneThe curse was raging in intensity, and every night I shut my eyes, I could tell that I was steadily approaching the day when I wouldn't have been able to keep myself together. When I would finally fall apart and fade away like ash just as my ancestors had.The night I had spent with Ashley by my side had been the best I had experienced in a while, and not just because of the roaring connection I felt towards her. Right from that raging battlefield when I had taken her from the cold hands of those who wanted to keep her imprisoned, I had sensed something different about her. Something that had been strong enough to quiet the storms raging in my mind and the pain that ate me up on the inside since the curse had been passed on to me.Maybe indeed, she was the density I had been searching for, all wrapped up in a prophecy that time and age had muddled up.But if she was really the ‘Wolfless Luna’ from the prophecy, what did it actually mean for me?—I sipped the hot, black coffee I
Ashley “Fine. Take a seat,” I said, pulling out a chair for her and walking over the door. I looked around for a moment to see if there was anyone watching before completely closing the door to give the illusion that the apothecary was currently closed. Hopefully no one else came while we were discussing.“I won't be long,” she said, watching me cautiously. I knew she didn't like me, but I would have preferred if she didn't wear it so openly on her face. As though she wanted me to disappear.“Alright,” I said, taking the chair and making myself comfortable in it. “What do you have to tell me?”“You seem awfully comfortable for someone who just got here. A little kindness from the king and you've already let your guard down. I heard you were a warrior back in your pack.”“I was.”She cocked her head to the side. “And you were Wolfless?”Recalling the loss of Amy shot an arrow through my heart, but I pressed it down. “I was a warrior before I became Wolfless.”Something like shock pass
Ashley Chirping birds coaxed me out of my sleep. I moved to get up, before remembering that I hadn't slept in my own room the night before. I almost panicked, before Zane's playful face flashed through my mind. I actually slept in his room. It wasn't a dream. I tried to move my body, but a weight kept my torso pinned down. I looked down and noticed an arm thrown over me like a cage made out of a limb. Tracing it down with my eyes, I saw who it was connected to, and nearly gasped from the surprise.“Good morning,” he simply said, watching me with those serious eyes of his. “I hope you slept well.”I blinked a few more times before looking around the room in mock confusion. “How did I get here?” “I have no idea either,” he said, lips twitching again. With my focus drawn to his lips, the first thought that came to my mind was to lean across and kiss him. But I feared that might have been too brazen, so I kept my desires in check. “What time is it? I have to get to the Grove to work,
AshleyZane's request had me staring at him in shock, with my jaw slack. “Spend the night with y-you?” The very notion of it sent a barrage of thoughts too scandalous for my liking through my mind. The heat in my cheeks didn't make matters easier. I must have looked like a tomato.He seemed to find my embarrassment amusing, because his lips twitched in that very familiar way, curving as though he was fighting a smile.“Yes, I believe that's what I said.”“Why? I mean . . . You said you spend time away from people at night, because of your powers . . .”“Are you scared I'll hurt you?”I shook my head. That was the last thing I wanted him to think. I might not have known him as long as the people of his land, but I knew enough to know that he wouldn't do such to me—not on purpose anyway. I already trusted him that much.The reason for my hesitance wasn't him, exactly. “No, not at all. It's just that . . . I'm not sure if I'm ready for that.”“Ready for . . . sharing the same space with
AshleyZane's smirk told me all I needed to know concerning his thoughts on my question. My eyes went to his lips, as I was pleasantly surprised by his sudden reaction. “Why do you want to know our connection, Ashley?” he asked, eyes burning into my forehead as we stood close to each other, bodies almost pressing together. I became hyoer aware of his presence, remembering that we were very much alone once again.The kiss we shared burned through my mind like it had only happened the day before.“I just, want to know. You two seem very close.”“We are. We've been friends since childhood.”“Oh.” I chewed on my lower lip. “Alright then.” Bonds childhood friends had were usually very powerful that an outsider couldn't just come between.Zane's brow quirked up, and using my arm as leverage, he brought me closer to him. “Did you perhaps think we had another kind of relationship?”I shook my head, also trying to remove my intrusive thoughts. I could feel the hard muscles of his body through
Ashley“Zane? Are you in there?” Clara kept knocking. “Look, I know you don't like visitors at this time but this is very important.”I stared at him, at a loss on what to actually do. The only saving grace was the fact that Zane had locked the door before we started talking, so at least we could buy ourselves some time.“Should I leave?” I whispered, inching towards his window, which I was glad was quite open. A cool breeze slipped in, gently playing with the thin curtains. “You could get hurt,” he whispered back, casting a disdainful look at the window. “I know Clara can be . . . Tough, but she's a rational woman. She can be trusted.”“It didn't seem that way when she nearly threw me into the dungeons.”We must have looked hilarious, arguing with whispers while there was someone knocking outside and trying to get in.He gave me one of those his trademark sighs and pointed to his walk-in wardrobe. “Go in there, stay quiet, don't make any noises. I'll go let her in now before she bre
AshleyDeep breaths. All I had to do, was simply put my knuckles against his door, and I was going to be fine. I told myself over and over again that it was nothing, and that I simply wanted answers.“But who are you to demand answers from him, Ashley?” The sound of my own criticism muttered hung in the air around me. Did I really have that right to question him? The Lycan King? I rapped gently against the door of his room, and took a single step back. I just hoped that he hadn't gone to that dungeon to stay the night.As my mind started to wander off in a complex web of thoughts, the door unlocked, and Zane stepped between the door and the wall. He looked mildly surprised. “Ashley? Is there something wrong?”It took a long time for my brain to process his question, because he just happened to step into virw without a shirt. His muscles rippled with every breath, reminding me of the strength he carried. I shook my head a little and blinked, hoping that he didn't catch me putting as
Jace“Elder Joseph!” I could barely mask the frustration in my voice as I knocked on the door of his home. “We have serious matters to discuss.” I knocked two more times before placing my hand on my hips and pacing back and forth by the door.Footsteps approached from the other side, and the door opened to reveal the Elder's wife. She mostly kept to herself, and was hardly seen around the pack. Slight surprise coated her face. She wrapped the shawl over her shoulders tighter, as though the air was chilly. Which I found funny because the heat growing inside of me was unbearable, or maybe it had been born as a result of my anger.“Where is your husband?” I asked her when she kept looking at me quietly. “He's not here,” she said in an almost perfect tone.Aa though she had practiced that line over and over in front of a mirror. “There where is he?”“I don't know. All I know is that he isn't home.” As she finished the sentence her eyes darted away. I probed deeper with my werewolf sense