LOGINMagnusI let her go. Sabelle and I had pressing matters to discuss. I promised myself to make it up to Erina later. Devil only knew why she was so angry. She was being utterly unreasonable.“Who’d you lie to, Sabelle? Me or them!” Gods help her if she lied to me. Not even carrying my child would save her then. My child. Thinking about it made bile rise in my throat. Gods! What kind of creature would she be? Devil spawn.“Lie? About what, nephew?” She lifted her brows, trying and failing miserably at innocence. The air between us crackled with tension.“Cut the crap, Sabelle! You know exactly what I mean.” My patience was wearing thin. “Did you help Erina or not!” I was putting myself out on a limb for her. Giving her a position of power, with how suspicious the wolves were of witches, it didn’t put me in a favorable light.“Mind how you speak to me, pet!” she hissed, her silver eyes turning to slits. “I didn’t lie. Not to you and not to them.” She pushed me away and strode towards the
Erina“This is a mistake, my king,” Elder Marcus staggered forward to fall at Magnus’ feet, his dark robe pooling around him. “We’ve served you for decades. We’ve always tried to guide you on the right path.”“Yes…” Magnus drawled. “The path of fear, of superstitious nonsense. Of control. I am not yours to control, Marcus.” His eyes scanned over the group of elders to rest on Klaus. “None of you. Not even the Supreme. I am the Lycan.” There was a dangerous edge to his voice, a barely controlled rage that vibrated in the air. “Erina and I will rewrite history. The old ways no longer apply to us or our heirs.”Klaus burst out in mocking laughter. He clapped his hands, a deliberate, slow applause to show his contempt. “Well done, Excellence. You’ve just sealed your fate and proven the prophecy right. This is the end of the Lycan rule.” Still so arrogant and self-assured even as Magnus’ soldiers surrounded him and his men.Having heard enough, I stepped down from the throne to join Magnus
MagnusA week had passed but today was the day of reckoning. It’s been a long time coming. They thought I was their puppet, but they were wrong. I’ve built this kingdom from the ground up. From the ashes of our oppressors, from the hunters and those that wanted to study us. Everything they have, all that they were, they have me to thank for it. Me, the Lycan. And this is how they repay me? By second-guessing every choice I made?Enough.“Is everything alright, Magnus?” Erina’s sweet voice pulled me out of my dark thoughts. “You look… intense.”I turned away from the window to see her watching me, concern furrowing her perfect face.“Intense?” I scoffed. “If you say so.” Murderous was more like it.She was breathtaking in her deep blue dress, sapphires gracing her milky neck, her golden hair piled high upon her head like a crown. Soon I would place a real one on her pretty head.“Don’t frown like that,” I told her. “You’re way too gorgeous to be so serious.” I could look at her for all
Magnus nipped at my lips. “Do you think you can take me, Huntress? Are you ready to be ruined by your slave?” His eyes held mine, dark with intensity, a storm waiting to be unleashed.I tugged at his dark locks, forcing his head back to expose his neck. “I can take whatever you give me, slave.” My voice held an unmistakable challenge; one I would surely regret later. Maybe.I watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed, peering at me through hooded eyes. I licked a stripe up the long column of his neck, his stubble rough against my silky tongue. A rumble vibrated in his throat. My fingers traced the curve of his collarbone down to his chest. His heart beat a fast rhythm against my fingertips. I swirled my tongue around one taut nipple, tasting him, teasing him.A growl left his lips. He hauled me up, thick fingers pressing into my butt cheeks, pulling me flush against his thick, pulsing cock.“Oh…” a breathy gasp. My back arched, needing him to fill me. He made me crave him, turned m
Our arrival caused an uproar. The pack gathered around us, the noise overwhelming, cheering, shouting. Flowers rained down on us as we made our way through the crowd. The sweet scent of crushed petals drifted up to us. I gaped at all the smiling faces, shining with expectation, hardly believing what I saw. Were they the same wolves who hated me not so long ago? Some actually tried to touch me, trying to get some of the blessing of the Moon Goddess. I never expected such attention. It was hysterical. Magnus had to step in to calm them down. “Alright, alright! Enough now. Give us some space. We will have a proper celebration tonight!” he had to raise his voice to be heard. “Prepare a feast to celebrate your queen’s victory. But now she needs her rest.” He lifted me in his arms, and the crowd parted to let us through, their voices following us all the way into the castle.As he carried me up the steps to our wing, I held on to his neck, burrowing my nose at the base of his throat to in
ErinaWith our hands linked, we strode towards the incline to join the pack at the top of the cliff. Halfway, servants hurried towards us, bringing coverings. A warm blanket for me and Magnus’ royal mantle. I wrapped myself in the soft blanket, but Magnus took his mantle and draped it over my shoulders as well.His scent and warmth surrounded me, chasing away the chill that had crept into my bones.“It suits you,” his warm voice washed over me like liquid silk, the desire in his eyes enough to melt my insides. I couldn’t wait to get home.My senses were in overdrive. Every touch felt electric. The slightest brush of his lips against my ear rippled through my body, making me quiver with need. Sounds were so much sharper, colors brighter. The sky bled crimson and gold from the east. It was the dawn of a new day, a new era.The pack parted to let us through, their voices resonating through my bones. So many vibrations in the air – fear, awe, a mixture of disbelief and reverence. It overw
Erina“How did you find me?” I was horrified, but the wolf was ecstatic to see him, purring at the back of my mind. “Where is Magnus?” I asked, my voice tight in my throat. My eyes searched for his familiar frame as if he could hide behind Hein.“It’s only me and Daphne.” He stepped around the desk
It’s been a week since we left Burgundy, and Yves was in no hurry to return to his vineyard. He said his manager has everything under control when I asked. We went to the opera house, the palace, acting like tourists. It was wonderful. I have never experienced so many places and seen so many intere
MagnusI will bring her back. Did she think she could escape me? I promised I would always find her. Even if I had to burn the world down.I strode down the bustling corridors to the throne room. There would be hell to pay for the person who helped her get away. I took my place on my throne of bone
ErinaI went into the gaudy woman’s apartment against my better judgment. But it was already late, and I would kill for a place to shower and sleep. I followed her into the living area, which looked decent enough but had a lingering smell of cigarettes and something I was unfamiliar with. She did n







