LOGINAriaI don't remember the great hall of the Crestwood pack ever seeming so vast.I stood in the center of it, as my heart pounded against my ribs. I had to force myself to be still and breathe. The stone walls rose around me like the walls of a fortress, and the torchlight cast flickering shadows that seemed to dance with anticipation.I had requested this meeting. No, I had demanded it, actually. And now, as I watched the council of elders file into the hall, their weathered faces etched with suspicion and curiosity, I knew that everything depended on whatever happened within the next hour.Remus was seated at the head of the long table, and his expression was unreadable. He had barely spoken to me since the night in the healers' quarter, after words about Caelum's parentage had been spoken aloud. I knew he was waiting, watching, and trying to piece together the puzzle of what to do with me.But he didn't know. None of them really knew.Not yet, anyway.Marcus was absent; he was prob
The day passed in a blur of activity.I spent the afternoon with Caelum, reading him stories and playing games; I tried all I could to give him some semblance of normalcy after the trauma of the previous night. He seemed to have bounced back quickly and well, as children often do; his laughter now fills the room, and that alone was able to chase away some of the gloomy shadows that lingered in my heart.But even with that, I still couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. We were both being watched.Every time I looked up, the fear in me subconsciously half-expected to see so
AriaWhen the morning light filtered through the healer's quarters in pale golden streams, it cast long shadows across the stone floor. I had barely slept. I hadn't slept well the last two nights; every time I closed my eyes, I saw Caelum dangling from that rooftop, and his small voice filled my head as he called for me, and all over again, I felt the terror of almost losing him forever.But he was here with me, safe and sleeping peacefully beside me, with his hand curled around my finger as if even in his sleep, he was afraid that I might disappear.I hadn't moved from my seat all night. Since I couldn't sleep, I just sat there, while I watch the gentle rise and fall of his chest, and counting each breath like a prayer answered.The knock on the door was soft; it was almost hesitant.I rose carefully, making sure not to disturb Caelum's sleep, and crossed the room on silent feet. When I opened the door, my father was standing in the corridor, with a look of concern in his expression.
VivianI took a deep breath."You want to know the truth? Then, fine. But once I tell you, you can't unhear it. Selene. You can't unknow it. And you will have to decide what kind of person you want to turn out to be."Those words tasted like ash on my tongue, it tastes bitter and burnt. For twenty-five years, I had carried the weight of this secret, protecting my child. I had buried it so deep that even I had almost convinced myself that it wasn't real. But secrets always have a way of festering and poisoning everything they touch. And now, looking at my daughter, my beautiful, ambitious, but foolish daughter, I knew that the poison had finally reached its mark."They came to me when I was pregnant with you," I said, my voice sounding hollow and barely recognizable even to my own ears. "The Order, I mean. I had never heard of them or come across them before. But they knew everything about me. They know about my ambitions. My fears. And my... resentment of the servant woman who got p
SeleneI couldn't sleep.I lay in my bed. It's vast and empty, empty for a married woman. I stared at the canopy above me as my mind churned with a thousand dark thoughts. The image of Remus standing so close to Aria... too close, in that dimly lit room came back to me. I caught the soft and unguarded gaze he had given her. He had never looked at me even a little bit that way. It had never been with me, and it brought tears to my eyes that burned behind my eyelids like a brand.And that child. That gray-eyed brat, that insufferable child who looked so much like...I sat up abruptly, my heart pounding. No. I wouldn't think it.I threw off the covers and rose from the bed; I felt the softness of my silk nightgown whispering against my skin. Perhaps Remus had returned to his chambers by now, and I could still salvage the night, and somehow remind him of his duties and promises to his wife.I padded barefoot into the corridor, and savored the painful pleasure of the cold stone as it bit
RemusThe council chamber emptied slowly; I watched the elders file out in pairs and groups, their hushed whispers and furtive glances speaking volumes. That alone spoke louder than any words.I remained seated at the head of the table long after the last of them had gone. I couldn't bring myself to believe what I just heard; my gaze was fixed on the documents that still lay spread across the polished wood.Forged documents and a dead clerk. In short, a conspiracy had taken place in the heart of my pack.Meaning, we have an internal traitor.I finally rose, and my body felt heavy with the exhaustion that came with the news.I made my way through the silent corridors and entered my empty chambers, and the fire had burned down to embers. Surprisingly, Selene was nowhere to be seen. That should have been a relief. Instead, I only felt a hollow ache.I left my chambers and my feet carried me through the winding passages of the packhouse, past the guards, until I found myself standing dire







