LOGIN- RODERIC
"Lucas, get out," I muttered, not bothering to open my eyes. "And stay out."
"You need help getting down the rocks, Alpha," Lucas said from somewhere behind me. His boots crunched on the frozen gravel, the sound far too close for comfort. "Don't act like you can just glide down there."
"I can slide down on my ass perfectly fine," I snapped, finally cracking one eye open to glare at him. "I'm naked under this blanket, Lucas. I don't need you staring at my junk while I do my daily ice-bath routine. Go wait by the tree line."
He let out a heavy sigh but didn't argue. He knew that tone. He dropped the bag of medicine onto a flat stone, turned around, and tramped back up the ridge until he was out of sight.
Finally. Absolute silence.
I hauled myself out of the makeshift wheelchair, dragging my dead weight down the smooth rock ledge until my lower half slid into the plunge pool. At the start, the water was just cold enough to raise goosebumps. But the second I got deep enough by that waterfall, everything changed as the water suddenly turned warmer against my skin.
The volcanic pressure in my chest spiked, sending a heavy wave of white-hot heat surging down my arms. The glacier water began to hiss and steam around my shoulders, the uncontrollable energy of my power melting the shelf of ice beneath my hands before it could even try to freeze me.
It was supposed to stimulate the nerves. Supposed to keep the muscles from completely turning to mush while we figured out how to break the hex in my spine. Personally, I thought it was just a daily exercise, but it gave me an hour of peace away from the pack house.
I leaned my back against a smooth boulder, letting the water gently brush against my hips, as I stared up at the grey sky.
My mind immediately drifted back to the council meeting. The elders were back on their usual bullshit, breathing down my neck about finding a Luna. A pack needs a female alpha and an heir, they said. I’d nearly bared my teeth at them. A Luna? For an Alpha who couldn’t even stand up to pee?
It was a joke. I cursed those old bastards under my breath, watching the mist rise from the water.
If the Moon Goddess wants me to have a mate so bad, I thought bitterly, she can just drop the girl right onto my lap. Otherwise, they can all shut the fuck up.
The second the thought crossed my mind, a massive roar echoed from the top of the waterfall.
I didn't even have time to look up before something massive broke through the mist. It wasn't a log. It wasn't a boulder. It was a person, plummeting straight off the ledge of the falls.
The person hit the deep pool with a sickening splash, sank for a second, and then came thrashing up for air. I just stared, completely paralyzed as the current shoved the person forward. It dragged the body toward the shallow bank right where I was sitting, both arms giving out entirely.
Then, the person fell forward.
It was a woman!
Instead of smashing into the jagged rocks, she landed sideways right across my lap. Her dripping wet head hit my thigh, and a mass of tangled, dark hair plastered itself right across her face, hiding it completely.
I held myself completely still without a single reaction. I just stared down at her blankly, my eyes probably rolled back in absolute disbelief.
But then, the shock wore off, and reality set in.
A woman lying across my thighs. Her weight was rubbing against my genitals. It brought a sudden, heavy rush of heat straight to my lower belly and down to my cock. And surprisingly, she didn't burn!
I froze, panic flaring in my chest. How the hell was I reacting to her? I was supposed to be completely dead from the waist down. The doctors said the nerves were totally fried, yet this random, soaking wet girl lands on me, and my body suddenly decides to remember how to work? It was impossible. It made no sense.
Dammit!
She stirred against me, letting out a weak, raspy cough. She blinked, squinting up through the wet strands of hair, her eyes finally focusing on my face, then down at where she was lying.
"Oh," she croaked, her voice completely shot. "Uh... sorry."
"You're heavy," I lied, my voice dropping into a low growl to hide the fact that my heart skipped a beat. "Get off."
She tried to push herself up, but her hands slipped on my skin. She froze, her eyes widening as she realized I hadn't shifted an inch to help her. She looked at my legs, still submerged and completely motionless under her.
"You... you can't move?" she whispered, staring at me as though she’d just figured out a puzzle. "Are you paralyzed?"
"You got it," I muttered. "Now get off me before you freeze to death."
Something clicked in her wide eyes, panic, mostly. She didn't argue. She hurriedly scrambled backward, splashing awkwardly into the shallower water, and swam a few strokes over to the edge of the pool.
As she dragged herself out onto the gravel bank, the thin, tattered clothes she wore clung tightly to her skin, making them practically transparent. I caught a full view of her shifting into the light, naked body clearly visible underneath the wet fabric. It left little to the imagination, showing off her long legs and the curve of her tempting ass.
Who the hell chooses to swim in ice water like that? Crazy woman.
"Hey," I called out, my voice raspy. "Who are you? What pack are you from?"
The girl didn't answer. Her eyes darted around the bank, landing directly on the flat stone where Lucas had dropped my gear. My dry clothes were sitting right there on top of the bag.
Before I could even figure out what she was doing, she lunged forward, grabbed the entire pile of my clothes in one swift motion, and hugged them to her chest.
"Hey! Drop that!" I shouted, trying to heave my upper body forward, but my useless legs anchored me to the spot.
She took a couple of steps back, looking at me over her shoulder like she was terrified and running out of options.
"I'm sorry!" she yelled over the roar of the water, backing up toward the dense trees. "Thank you for the clothes! I'll compensate you for them later, I swear!"
"You little thief!"
"I'll pay you back!" she screamed, and then she turned on her heel and bolted into the brush, disappearing into the woods.
"Lucas!" I roared, the sound echoing off the canyon walls. "Get your ass down here right now!"
- RAVENAThe clinic was dead quiet except for the steady, annoying scratch of Ashton’s quill against heavy parchment.He dipped the nib into the black inkpot, scrawled another rigid line of high-caste administrative wording, and then stopped, rubbing his glasses against his sleeve before glaring at me over the rim of the table."I'm risking my entire medical license, a flogging, and probably a very painful execution by helping you forge a High Council entry warrant, Zavier," Ashton whispered, his voice cracking with panic. "You could at least tell me what you're planning to do with Master Volt's official brass seal.""Relax, Ash," I muttered, leaning against the wooden supply shelf while nervously flipping the heavy brass stamp over in my palm. The metal felt cold, heavy, and entirely too incriminating. "I'm just returning a borrowed office supply.""That's a Council-grade requisition stamp, not a quill!" Ashton hissed, his hands shaking slightly as he held the damp parchment near the
- WILLOWBefore I could slam head-first into the stone edge, Roderic leaned out of his chair, his broad arm shooting around my waist.He yanked me back, catching my entire body weight flat against his chest.I gasped, my hands slamming against his shoulders to steady myself. His dark leather coat was hot, his heavy pulse thudding hard under my palms. He held me locked tight against him, his face inches from mine, his shaky breath mingling with mine in white puffs in the night air."Gotcha," he rasped, his eyes dark, intense, and completely unblinking.I couldn't move or say another word. My chest was heaving, my fingers clutching his coat lapels, my lips parted just an inch from his.Above us, the heavy dark clouds suddenly parted, and the sky exploded into brilliant, dancing ribbons of green and violet light, the northern lights bursting across the mountain peaks, casting a glowing, magical sheen over his bare face and my upturned eyes.Neither of us looked up at the sky. We just sta
- RAVENAThat night, I pulled out the pendant with the silver chain that I always kept stuffed in the front pocket of my trousers.It was a raw, heavy piece of Crimson Gibcasite, wrapped in a crude silver wire that was already starting to tarnish along the loops. The stone itself looked like a drop of dried blood frozen in crystal, dark and cloudy around the edges. But whenever the torchlight caught it just right, a sharp, fiery crimson pulse seemed to flash from deep inside the core. The stone rested against my palm, carrying a soft, steady thrum that felt eerily familiar.I stared at it in the quiet dark of my room, my thumb tracing the rough edges, wondering if this stupid rock had anything to do with the golden freak-show magic that had erupted out of my hands in the clinic.I didn't get time to figure it out.A heavy fist slammed against my door frame, making the iron latch rattle hard against the wood."Zave! Get your boots on!" Instructor Franz’s loud, rough voice barked from
- RAVENARelieved, I let out a heavy sigh. "Ashton, thank God! It's you!"Ashton didn't scream for the guard post. He didn't drop his lantern, either.He just stood there in the dark, icy laundry alley with his jaw working side to side, staring at me through those thick round glasses like he was trying to solve a bad math equation."Get inside before your toes freeze off, Zave," he muttered softly.My breath hitched hard, my heart thudding in my chest, but I didn't get a chance to open my mouth. Before I could pull my boots out of the snow bank, a high, frantic shout echoed across the lower courtyard."Healer! We need a damn healer in the lower ward!"Two wardens came sprinting around the corner, hauling a wooden stretcher slick with mud and fresh crimson blood. On top of the rough canvas lay a young guard, a fresh recruit named Toby, his chest caved in, gurgling on his own breath after a stone archway collapsed during the perimeter wall repairs.Ashton didn't waste a second. He grabb
- RAVENA"Because I was just born different, Chief," I rasped, yanking my wrist out of his grip before my pulse could betray me any further. "Now put your damn tunic back on before you catch a lung chill."I didn't give him time to question me again. I left Roderic in the damp, cooling steam of the bath chamber, my hands still buzzing with the trace of his skin against mine.Two days passed in a tense, uncomfortable blur. The citadel settled back into its freezing winter, but every time I walked past Roderic's study, I felt his eyes tracking me through the open door. I was running out of lies. I was running out of ways to play the sloppy borderland stray when my own skin kept giving me away.By midnight on the third day, a heavy snowstorm blew in off the northern peaks, howling through the stone arches and burying the courtyard under knee-deep drifts.I was tossing a crate of frozen cabbage heads onto the rear supply porch when a sharp, low whistle cut through the whistling wind.Two
- RAVENAI remained silent and kept my mouth shut.My heart was still beating furiously as I pulled back from his grasp, forcing a dry laugh out of my throat. "I move like a survivor, Chief. That's all."Roderic stayed pinned in his chair for three intense seconds, his dark eyes scanning every inch of my hood before he let out a long, rough exhale that hit my chin. He released my wrists, leaning back into his iron seat and dragging a broad hand across his damp forehead."Your old man was a sadistic bastard," he muttered quietly."Yeah," I lied, swallowing the tight knot in my throat as I scrambled off the cold floor. "Tell me about it."I thought that was the end of it. I thought I’d dodged the blade for one more day. But three hours later, the entire subterranean level of the citadel started baking like an oven.I was down in the lower laundry room wringing out grease-stained rags when the stone floor beneath my boots went from freezing cold to hot enough to warm a tea kettle. A fou
- RAVENAThe two goons Elder Marrow picked to dump me at the edge of the world didn't say a word the whole trip. They just gripped my arms, dragging me through the dirt until the dirt turned into frozen slush.We were heading for the Hollowland.Every wolf grew up hearing stories about this desolate
- RAVENAI woke to the feeling of rough hands dragging me across the cold stone floor. All I could sense was gray light and voices yelling around me. They didn't even bother to open the cell door properly, just ripped the hinges from the frame."Time to face your punishment, kinslayer," one of the
- RODERICI was doomed. I began to realize that I was never getting out of this fucking wheelchair. It was like a moving cage. I clenched the metal rim until my fingers blanched as I dragged myself an inch forward, simply to feel the metal against my skin. My legs were like twigs, useless limbs co
- RAVENAThe stone under my feet was slippery with things that I didn't give a shit about. As I moved around, each step took me deeper into the damp, and my shredded tunic smelled of old urine and rotting waste. I smuggled a lot of extra weight around my throat. My inner wolf, Astraea, should have







