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The ride here felt like it was never going to end and honestly I wished it didn’t because being stuck in a car with all those girls was like being forced to sit inside a pit full of snakes. They kept glancing at me with that same look people always give me in Star Snow Pack. Like I was dirty or diseased or something beneath mud. They didn’t say anything because the handsome man that dragged me here more like lifted me like I weighed nothing and dumped me inside the car and told them to behave. But their eyes were screaming insults and the way they shifted away from me on the seat like I stank made my chest tighten. I already knew they were pack members from some other pack and I was just the leftover servant girl that somehow ended up in the wrong place and got dragged along. They didn’t stop though. They didn’t need their mouths to bully me. They kept whispering to each other loudly about how excited they were to impress the Alpha King. One was bragging that her aunt once met him at a ceremony, another said she heard he only likes girls with curves, another one even giggled that maybe if he doesn’t choose a single mate, she could be a harem member. They were all so happy like this was some festival and at some point they started arguing about who would be prettier standing beside him. I kept my eyes on the window but I was listening because I don’t know how not to listen. Then one of them said something about Ella being upset that she got mated just when the Alpha King finally decided to take a mate. And someone else said it must have bruised Ivo’s pride too because he has always wanted Ella. Hearing his name again made my throat tighten. My chest hurt so bad I had to rub it. I thought I was done crying over him but it was like the rejection was still carved into my skin. It still burned and I hated that it still did. I shouldn’t care. I shouldn’t want someone who slapped the soul out of me. The only good thing is that I accepted the rejection before leaving Star Snow or else I think I’d still be feeling the bond tearing me apart. When we arrived at the castle (yes actual castle not pack house) I thought they brought us to the wrong place. I didn’t believe someone like me could step on ground like this. The girls practically tripped over themselves preening and fixing their dresses and patting their hair. I stayed behind them praying I wouldn’t faint from how big and beautiful the place looked. They pushed us into a room and gave each of us clothes. Dresses with real embroidery and beautiful stitching. I had never seen anything like it. I held mine like it was going to disappear and stared at the girls stripping confidently in front of everyone. Their bodies were perfect with soft skin and curves everywhere, they were glowing. And me I was all bones and scars from overworking and starvation. So I hid behind a large folding screen and wore my dress as fast as I could. Maids came back and lined us up and walked us through some long hallways until we got to a huge dining room. They said the Alpha King and the Queen Mother were waiting. I heard a few girls squeal like puppies. My heart did this weird thing in my chest because I had never seen royalty before not this closely anyway. When the doors opened I thought I imagined him. The Alpha King was sitting at the head of the table looking like uh I don’t even know how to describe it. He was so handsome it almost annoyed me. His hair was messy and falling into his face like he hadn’t shaved or brushed in days but somehow that made him even more handsome. And then those eyes dark and deep and intense. They landed on me for only a second but I felt it straight in my stomach. I looked away quick because I didn’t want to embarrass myself. The Queen Mother spoke first addressing all of us with this grand voice. The Alpha King didn’t say anything. He looked tired and bored and angry. I couldn’t really tell. I kept my eyes low until the food came because the smell hit me like a punch. I don’t even remember picking up the spoon. I just started eating. I ate like I hadn’t eaten in weeks because honestly that’s exactly how it felt. I didn’t even care what anyone thought. The girls around me were picking at their plates like they were afraid of food. Some were even whispering and laughing at me but I didn’t stop. I was starving and everything tasted too good to waste. When the meal was over everything changed. The Alpha King pushed back from the table and for the first time I noticed he wasn’t standing. He wasn’t sitting on a normal chair. He was on a wheelchair!! My breath caught. I didn’t know what to feel. Shock? Sadness? I swallowed hard because I didn’t expect it. He wheeled back slowly so everyone could see him clearly. His voice was flat when he spoke. “I’m permanently disabled. I won’t ever be able to walk again. If you can’t handle that, you should leave. Right now.” One girl choked as another whispered “no way!” under her breath. Then one by one they all started standing up. Even the ones that claimed they were head over heels for him minutes ago. They left! Some walked out fast like they were escaping something frightening. I stayed sitting and I didn’t know why. I didn’t know if it was my place to stay. Maybe it was stupid of me. Maybe it was fate or maybe my head was empty from hunger but I stayed. I lifted my chin and looked at him and his eyes met mine like he couldn’t believe I was still there. The Queen Mother turned to me her eyebrows raised. She looks exhausted from everything happening and she didn’t even bother to hide it. She probably just want the best for her son and the people. “And why didn’t you leave? Why do you want to marry my son?” “I uh I just want to marry him.” I opened my mouth and the words rushed out before I could think. I didn’t know why I said it maybe because there was nothing left in my life anyway. Maybe because I had nowhere to go and I was too tired to run again. Where would i evem go? I'm never going back to Star-snow pack. The Queen Mother smiled like she just won some secret war. “Perfect! You wont ever regret this! Now go get ready. You’ll sign the marriage certificate shortly. The wedding night will also be tonight.” My breath hitched at the last sentence but I nodded anyway. “Okay.” I wasn’t sure if I meant it but I said it.~SilverThe prophet showed up at breakfast three days later looking as smug as someone that old and wrinkled could possibly look.I was eating pancakes that Caspian had attempted to make and pretending they weren’t slightly raw in the middle when the doors to the dining hall opened and the prophet walked in with his stupid staff and his knowing eyes.“The bond is weak,” he announced without preamble.Caspian set down his coffee. “Good morning to you too.”“There is nothing good about this morning when I can feel the instability in your mate bond from across the kingdom.” The prophet walked closer and I felt Bastian tense beside me. “You completed the bond once. It was not enough.”My stomach dropped. “What do you mean not enough?”“The mate bond between three people requires maintenance. One encounter was enough to form the connection but not enough to sustain it.” He looked between the three of us. “The bond is already weakening. And with it the healing effects on the kingdom are sta
~SilverWe spent the next hour mapping out timelines. When the poisoning started. Who was where. Who had access to what. The pattern that emerged made my blood run cold.The tea had been introduced three weeks ago. Right after Viola found out about the bond completion and she’d been told she was being replaced as potential Luna Queen.“It’s Viola,” I said. “It has to be. She had a motive. She had access through the Queen Mother. And she left right when we started getting suspicious.”“But how did she get into Mother’s private garden?” Aurora pulled up security footage. “Look. The garden has cameras. No one went in or out except Mother and Margaret in the past month.”“Then she didn’t get the poison from the garden. She got it somewhere else and added it to the tea after it was prepared.” I started pacing. “Where does the tea go after Margaret makes it?”“Kitchen storage. Then it gets brought up to the brothers’ chambers every morning by the breakfast staff.”“So Viola could have tampe
~SilverI made it exactly two days before Bastian cornered me about the bond. I was in the library researching antidotes to Wolfsbane poisoning when he walked in and sat down across from me without asking. Just looked at me with those clearer eyes and said the words I’d been dreading.“You’re scared. I can feel it through the bond constantly now. What’s wrong?”I closed the book too quickly and the sound echoed in the quiet room. “Nothing. I’m fine.”“Silver you’re a terrible liar and the bond makes it impossible anyway. I can feel your anxiety. It’s been building for days and it’s keeping me up at night.” He leaned forward. “So tell me what’s actually going on.”I looked at him and realized I couldn’t keep dodging this. The bond was betraying me. Every spike of concern when they ate something. Every flutter of relief when they made it through a meal without getting sick. “I think you’re both sick,” I said carefully. “Something is wrong with your bodies. Something beyond what Dr. W
~SilverI was in the middle of searching Viola’s abandoned rooms with Aurora when the pain hit through the bond. Not nausea this time but actual pain that was stabbing and radiating from Caspian’s chest like someone had driven a knife between his ribs.“I have to go.” I dropped the drawer I’d been rifling through and ran for the door.“Silver wait—”But I was already sprinting down the hallway following the pull of the bond. It led me straight to Caspian’s study where I found the door locked. I didn’t bother knocking. Just slammed my shoulder against it until the lock gave way.Caspian was on the floor behind his desk collapsed. His skin was gray and sweat was pouring down his face and through the bond I felt everything. The poison was worse this time like whoever was dosing them had decided to escalate.“Caspian!” I dropped to my knees beside him and pressed my hands to his chest. “Can you hear me?”His eyes opened but they were unfocused. “Silver? What’s happening to me?”“I don’t k
~SilverIt's been three days of feeling Bastian get violently ill through the bond and wanting to scream. Caspian had an episode too on the second day and I’d been in the middle of painting with Aurora when the nausea hit me so hard I almost threw up myself.“Are you okay?” Aurora had asked.“It’s not me. It’s them. Through the bond.” I’d pressed my hand to my stomach trying to separate their pain from my own feelings. “Something is really wrong.”I started keeping a journal and wrote down every time one of them got sick and what they’d been doing before. The pattern became obvious fast. It only happened after meals. Specifically after breakfast and sometimes after lunch. Never after dinner which was weird.On the fourth day I marched down to the kitchens at six in the morning before the staff got busy. The head cook was a woman named Margaret who’d been working at the palace for twenty years and knew where every spoon was kept.“Can I help you Miss Silver?” She asked when I walked i
~BastianThe rest of the day passed normally. I feel better than fine actually since my vision was still improved. I went through emails and attended a video call with a neighboring pack’s Alpha and had dinner in my chambers. LBy the time nine o’clock rolled around I’d almost convinced myself it had been a one time thing. Stress or bad coffee or some weird bond adjustment like Dr. Woods suggested.Then there was a knock on my door.Silver stood in the hallway wearing leggings and an oversized sweater that made her look younger than her nineteen years. Her silver hair was pulled back in a messy bun and she had her arms wrapped around her pregnant belly in that protective way she always did.“Can I come in?” she asked.“Of course.” I stepped aside and she walked past me into my chambers. It was the first time she’d been here since before we rejected her and I watched her take in the space like she was looking for changes.“You redecorated,” she observed.“Yeah. After you left I could
~SilverThe hours passed in blur with preparation and counting down hours like a prisoner waiting for execution.Sarah tried to keep me distracted with painting sessions and gossip from the palace but nothing could stop the relentless march of time. Aurora visited twice and held my hand without ask
~SilverI made it to lunch before everything exploded. Sarah had brought me breakfast in my room and I’d spent the morning pretending to rest while actually spiraling about that stupid dream and the prophet’s impossible demand. By noon I was crawling out of my skin with restless energy and decided
~SilverI slammed my tower room door so hard the walls shook.My hands were trembling as I pressed my back against the door and tried to breathe. The conversation with Bastian on the balcony was replaying in my head on a loop and I couldn’t make it stop. The way he had looked at me. The way his vo
~BastianShe ran like we were monsters chasing her through the dark.I stood there in the council chamber watching Silver disappear through the doorway and felt something crack inside my chest. The look on her face before she bolted was pure horror. Like the prophet had just sentenced her to death







