“Which is the only thing I want.” He finished.
It was his vow that he’d have me that set me with determination.
He will not. My face hardened. Making me seem far sterner than I usually was.
I’m leaving this damn place before he has the chance.
I knew enough about Alaric to feel intimidated and to know he didn’t bluff. He meant what he said.
Then tonight, just as dark was beginning to fall, the camp exploded in chaos.
Draven and Alaric returned from a hunt with Edrick on a makeshift gurney. Bleeding everywhere.
Fury, Edrick’s Beta, jogged from his hut and swore at the sight of the Alpha. “I told him I needed to go with you boys. Damn him!”
Fury followed them into Rebekah’s hut.
It was one of the only times I ever knew of, that The Healer let males beyond her threshold.
Despite all of Rebekah, efforts, Edrick was soon dead.
Our Alpha was dead.
Killed by the Alpha of the NightHunters and his son.
Edrick had managed to slaughter the Alpha but only to scar the adult son.
The camp was awhirl. People were sobbing. Wolves were howling. And both of his sons were grieving near the fire. Still covered in the blood of their father.
***
I looked at them. Feeling slight guilt at being in the background and wondering if I should do something to help them. When I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I looked behind me and saw Marta there. Her salt and pepper hair a bit wild around her face. “It’s time.” She whispered.
I looked at everyone around me who seemed crumbled by the loss. I blinked back at Marta.
“Now is the time.” She urged, nodding toward the fire where the boys were clearly distracted by their pain. “Draven is Alpha now and both he and Alaric will need to acquire mates very soon. Whose pretty little hole do you think Alaric will be after?”
I eyed her in horror. Already knowing that answer.
Mine.
***
I had a moment’s hesitation. Wondering. Do I stay?
“The Mating Moon is upon us in a few night’s time. Everyone knows how ruthless our males become during it.”
I couldn’t argue. I was aware our males were the most virile of the wolves roaming after the plague. Each of them capable of being an alpha in their own wright.
With the aggression, lust and animal natures to match. Even after Alpha Edrick had found me in the woods, I had known I wouldn’t stay. They took me kicking and screaming into Asara Territory.
I could hunt. So, I could eat. I didn’t need them.
And I’d be no man’s victim.
So as soon as they got me in those walls, I was planning a way out.
“Have you missed the way Alaric watches you?” Marta persisted.
I looked at Alaric’s profile.
Tall, broad and blonde, I couldn’t deny he’d caught my eye more than once over the last year. He was solemn and striking and watched me like he might pounce any moment.
Now he’s warned me he’s going to.
Though he’d bent to my will at every turn so far. Doing the many things, I’d asked him to.
“Bring me a squirrel to skin”, “Bring me cones from the needle trees to scent my hut with cloves.”, “I need a dress.”
I knew his kindnesses were not based in generosity. He’s been planning on mounting me under a Mating Moon.
It was nearly painful under the Moon’s sway to not have a female to pound into. The agony of suffering all night with an insatiable lust was pure anguish.
Fortunately, it wasn’t as extreme for us females. Though our feminine scent did become stronger. We were more easily aroused but it was our bodies that were primed for sexual bonding. Not our minds.
***
So, despite my remorse for the death of their alpha, Edrick, I came to a decision.
To do as Marta told me.
Edrick was a good man. And he’d taken care of me, despite my resistance.
Kinder than I expected. Kinder than he had to be.
Always looking for the good of the pack.
I found my only friend, the only other female I could tolerate. “Vanna Rae?”
She turned stunned eyes to me. Watching the bloom of havoc in the camp. “Yes?”
“Come here.” I caught her arm and tugged her into the shadows next to a hut. Knowing we were near enough the fire that it’s crackling might mask some of our words, but far enough away the light couldn’t touch us here. “I’m leaving.”
“What?” She gripped my upper arms harshly.
“I’m going. Tonight.”
“You can’t!” She looked back toward the fire worriedly. “They’ll kill you for sure!”
“It has to be now. If I make it out, promise me you’ll follow. Don’t let them get ahold of you. They’re absolutely vicious.”
She bit her bottom lip and nodded hesitantly. But I was worried. I could see the hollow of fear in her eyes.
She’s afraid of everything. But I couldn’t say I could blame her. I wasn’t sure I’d be any different if I had no memory of what’d happened to me before I arrived here.
Fortunately, I did.
“There’s a break in the wall behind a tree in the south wall.”
Vanna Rae was whipping her head from me back to the fire as if afraid she might be caught talking to me on the night I made my escape.
Also, a reasonable fear.
But I could tell from the way she was moving and acting that she wasn’t listening. She’s not hearing a thing I’m saying.
“Don’t go.” She whispered fearfully. Looking furtively around.
We both knew why.
The Hayden brothers. They’re always watching her.
“If you leave, they’ll hunt you down.”
“They can try.” I whispered back. “But I’m very good at fitting in with humans. I’ll be hard to track.”
“What about Hunter?” She caught my arm and nodded toward one of the Hayden brothers. I couldn’t tell which, though she somehow could. I assumed she was talking about Hunter Hayden, the best tracker amongst the pack.
I was worried about him.
Vanna Rae was scared for me.
“If they don’t drag me back. You have to try to get away. Don’t let them kill you. Or force you.”
“Uh-huh.”
She could get away too.
Before the Hayden Brothers get her. But I was guessing. I didn’t even know for sure if I could get away yet.
I know Hunter can track at a dead run.
I know Draven can run down anything with two or four legs.
I know Vanquish or Jaecar won’t be kind if they get ahold of me.
And I know Alaric will be filled with vengeance that I tried to flee him.
The cards were stacked against me.
So, when chaos ensued as they came through the huge swinging door, bearing the body of our dead alpha, I’d taken advantage of the shouts and clattering and panicked shouts…I got out.Through the trees and through that crack behind the tree, and out to freedom. Evening light cast pink and orange hues along the horizon. Signaling that dark would soon be here.And this close to the Mating Moon, my smell would be more potent.Easier to follow.But I was counting on the fact that everyone would be too busy mourning the alpha and honoring Draven’s ascension, to pursue me.And the wolf I was the most worried about hunting me down would be in the thick of the mourning.Alaric.This is the only chance I’ll have. I reminded myself. As I wove to the back of the hunts.So, I took it.***“Run, girl. Run!” Marta urged from behind me. Her words echoing in my ear as I did my mad flight through the trees. Swinging around the trunks and lunging sideways to mark trees in directions I wasn’t going.Try
I looked over my pale shoulder and through the strands of my straight blonde hair, watching the silvery wolf emerge from the trees so close behind me. Loping through the grass. I forced my legs to go faster. Carrying me at a nearly inhuman pace that should’ve lent a clue as to what I really was.If anyone knew anything. I was counting on the fact that they were simple humans who did not.Most wolves abhorred the company of humans. Knowing they were more powerful, faster and more animalistic, they tended to keep their distance.Which also keeps them from hunting us as zealously as the mages do.The wolf behind me was cutting the distance.Heading for me.He leapt and his teeth barely missed strands of my knee length hair as he tried to catch it without taking out my legs entirely.Trying not to hurt me at least. I could appreciate that.He could’ve torn my leg out from under me and injured me.But he wants me for a mate. And doesn’t want me broken.At least not until he’s done with me.
LARAI’d cowered behind the king. Wondering if that door would hold. Willing to let that pack of nights stand between me and the vicious brother of the Alpha hunting me.I’d let anything stand between him and I. As long as it kept him from getting me.“You poor thing…” The king rubbed my hair down around my tearstained cheeks. Brushing away the dampness with old fingertips.He had a kindly face. Gentle eyes but a hard jaw beyond that white beard, that told me that his hand could be as brutal as nice.I was going to work for nice. I looked at him and wondered how far I could take this. How far will I go to avoid the wolves?Any distance. I decided. Steadying myself to what might come.I clung helplessly to the old king’s arms like a lost child. Forcing my face as vulnerable as I could make it. “Please, please help me. I’ll do anything…”“Of course, Dear. Of course we will. My, my you are a pretty one, aren’t you…Beneath all those tears. You’re luck you made it. He nearly got you.”You’
It was a normal morning. I rose and my maid tended me in my morning rituals. Brushing my hair until it was a soft yellow halo framing my face. She then plaited it. Weaving in some shining white pearls. Next, she dusted my lips with a bit of rouge to freshen my face.She pulled a sky blue dress of fine silk over my head and helped gather my hair from beneath it. Tightening the laces until I felt I couldn’t breathe. Then helping me into the matching slippers.The fire was still needed to warm my room because though the sun was up, it was a moggy, damp morning. And the castle seemed to encourage the dampness to cling. Building the chill.I grabbed a gold silk wrap with tassels on the edges and pulled it around my shoulders. Emerging from my room with a purposeful walk.I’m starved. I had every intention of heading straight to the Dining Hall to retrieve some breakfast when I was stopped in my tracks.A knight was passing me in the corridor. He wore full armor, but his helmet was tucked u
To my secret relief, he was unable to perform and soon gave up.I sensed his frustration as he lay next to me. “It changes nothing, My King.”It’s better this way actually.“Such a great frustration for a man such as I, to have such a beautiful wife, alluring from her toenails to her forehead, and be unable to enter her.”“I’ve told no one, My King.”“Do not. Not so much as a whisper to a maid.” He said sternly. “Though you’re forgiving, our people would not be. They’d say our marriage was unconsummated.”It was.“They’ll cast you from this castle when I’m gone.”“What do I do when you are?” I asked softly. Feeling a bit fearful. Though I was strong, there was still much I relied on him for.He’s my guarantee of safety.Though I looked forward to being Queen to run the realm, something I’d been learning for a year now, I feared what might happen.“Consider Bartholemew, My Dear. He has an eye for you. And he’s young enough to give you heirs.”“I’ll consider it. But not a day before the
Alaric.Asking me how long I’d thought I could hide from him.A lot longer than I had, it appeared.“What do you want?” I lurched off the wall but met his solid chest. He had me caged in such a way, he was inescapable. His breath warm next to me. Still tainted with the hint of some wine.And far too close.“I’ll call for my Guards.” I gave him a hard shove but found his body utterly unrelenting. I tried to twist away but he caught my elbows and held me to him.“Do you think any of them would hear you before I silenced you?”Silenced? Killed or knocked me unconscious?As far as his question, no.He’s far too fast.“What do you want, Alaric?” I said acidly. Working hard to hide the fact that he had me trembling so hard that I felt like my legs would give out.“You know what I want.” His yellow eyes slid down my face and neck to the low cut of my dress. “You ran away because you knew.”“No.” I denied. A bit too quickly. “I didn’t want to be claimed by wolves.”He frowned and gave me a si
When I only nervously licked my lips, he touched the bottom of my chin. Lifting it to draw my eyes to his piercing blue ones.“Are you so sure, you don’t want me to take you now?” He reached intimately to caress the inside of my thigh, over my dress, slipping his hand up. Inch by inch. Bunching the fabric against my center. His hand finding the place already superheated.My hands fluttered and I dropped my head back on the wall, completely unprepared for his nearness.Or the effect it’s having on me.Swallowing hard, I fought for control. I knew it was nowhere near a Mating Moon.So why am I reacting so wildly?I could feel the response of my she-wolf. Writhing just under my skin. My arms rippled like a wave under my skin, as my body struggled against the change.Don’t. I willed myself. Trying to even my breaths, to slow my racing heart.“How long has it been?” He taunted. “Since you last ran?”His nimble fingers were stroking toward my opening and rubbing the bud at the crest of my c
Things changed the day that I was eating in the banquet room.I’d settled down to some eggs and steaming linked, sausage for breakfast. The Dining Hall was relatively empty.As it usually is when I come to breakfast. It seemed I was generally the only early riser. Which was why I did it so often. I liked the peace of being the only one in this great hall, save for the guards near the mantle and door and a sprinkling of servants cleaning, I was the only occupant.I sawed at the bit of sausage with my knife and took a delicate bite. Savoring the spicy, tangy flavor.Nearly oblivious to the presence of the servants working diligently around the room. A man feeding logs into the fire and a few maids dusting. A servant stoking the fire, threw in the last log a bit carelessly. Which was what first drew my attention to him.Servants are not usually so careless for fear of reprisal. My blue gaze flitted over to him in time to see him spinning round and leaping into a full tilt run. Nearing