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THE INSPECTION OF THE FLESH
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Vying For The Alpha's Heart THE TEMPTATION OF OREON
The invitation had been formal. A scroll sealed with white wax, delivered by a silent Paladin.Alpha Oreon. Your spiritual audit requires a private session. The topic is the Sacred Union. Come alone.Oreon stood outside the heavy doors of the Guest Wing, now the Sanctum. He adjusted his tunic. He felt like he was walking into a trap, but he couldn't refuse. Not with the threat of dethronement hanging over his head like a guillotine blade.He knocked."Enter," Miya’s voice floated through the wood.Oreon pushed the door open.The room had been transformed. The furniture were now floor cushions of white velvet. Hundreds of candles flickered on every surface, filling the room with a golden, hazy light. The air was thick with the smoke of jasmine and heavy musk, a scent that was less "temple" and more "boudoir."Miya stood in the center of the room.Oreon’s steps reduced.She was not wearing her stiff, ceremonial robes. She was wearing a gown of sheer, white silk that clung to her body li
Vying For The Alpha's Heart THE MIDNIGHT MASS
The Great Hall was no longer a place of feasting. It was a freezing purgatory.It was two hours past midnight. The torches had been extinguished, save for a massive brazier burning white-hot behind the altar. The only sound was the droning, hypnotic voice of Lady Miya and the collective, suppressed whimpering of two hundred people kneeling on granite."Pain is the chisel," Miya intoned with her eyes closed and her hands raised to the ceiling. "It carves away the excess. It shapes the soul into a vessel for the Light."Finn stood beside her, his arms trembling as he swung a heavy censer of frankincense. The smoke was thick, acrid, and choking. His eyes were red and streaming, but he didn't dare stop. He swung. Clink-hiss. Clink-hiss.In the back row, huddled among the scullery maids, Lyra felt like her kneecaps were about to snap."If the Goddess wanted us to suffer this much," Lyra muttered under her breath, "she wouldn't have given us buttocks to sit on.""Shhh!" Matron Henga hissed
Vying For The Alpha's Heart THE SAINT OF THE EAST TOWER
The midday prayer service in the Great Hall was usually a time of silent suffering for the pack. Under Lady Miya’s rule, knees ached, stomachs rumbled, and eyes watered from the acrid smoke of the incense Finn was forced to swing back and forth.But today, the silence was broken by the groaning of the heavy oak doors.Miya stood at the altar with her hand raised mid-blessing. She lowered it slowly as her pale eyes narrowed at the interruption.Oreon, standing to the side with Kael and the guards, tensed. He expected bad news. Another warlord. A famine report.Instead, he saw his uncle.Abram walked in first. He wore black robes of mourning, his head was bowed, and his hands were clasped piously. He looked like a man carrying a heavy burden to the feet of the divine."High Priestess," Abram intoned, his voice trembling with manufactured emotion. "Forgive the intrusion. But a lost soul seeks the light."He stepped aside.A collective intake of breath swept through the hall.Holly steppe
Vying For The Alpha's Heart THE MEEK AND THE MIGHTY
The servants of Ashwood Castle stood in a single, trembling line in the lower courtyard.It was noon, but the presence of the High Priestess made the sun feel cold. Lady Miya walked down the line with her weirwood staff tapping a slow beat on the cobblestones.Tap. Tap. Tap.She was choosing a personal attendant. The Council Paladins were soldiers; they were too large, too brawny, too... masculine for the delicate work of her inner sanctum. She needed someone local. Someone to fetch her tea, light her incense, and bear witness to her holiness."Too tall," Miya murmured, passing a sturdy stable hand. "You block the light."She moved to the next. A scullery maid with red, chapped hands."Too rough," Miya dismissed, wrinkling her nose. "You smell of onions. It disrupts my meditation."She moved down the line. Her pale eyes scanned them like a hawk scanning for field mice. She didn't want competence. She didn't want strength. She wanted a blank canvas.She stopped at the end of the line.
Vying For The Alpha's Heart THE INSPECTION OF THE FLESH
The mid-afternoon sun was blinding, but inside the Alpha’s private study, the air felt too choked up.Lady Miya stood by the large balcony doors. She had thrown the heavy curtains wide open, letting the harsh light flood the room."Light reveals truth," she said, her back to him. "Darkness hides rot."Oreon stood in the center of the room. He felt exposed, even though he was fully dressed. He watched her.He hated her authority. He hated her judgment. And yet... he couldn't look away.Without the severe headdress she had worn yesterday, her hair fell in a long, shimmering sheet of silver-blonde down her back. The sunlight caught the edges of her white robes, making her glow. She looked ethereal. Untouchable.She turned. Her pale eyes assessed him."The ledgers are balanced," Miya stated, walking toward him. "Your advisor, Abram, is greedy, but his math is sound. Financial corruption is present, but manageable.""Then the Audit is over?" Oreon asked, hope rising."No," Miya whispered.
Vying For The Alpha's Heart THE WALL OF SEPARATION
The gavel didn't bang. The hammer didn't fall. Instead, the decree was spoken with a voice as soft and cold as falling snow."The Alpha is compromised," Lady Miya announced.She didn't shout like Philia. She didn't need to. Her presence was like a vacuum, sucking the noise and the warmth right out of the air."Compromised?" Oreon repeated. He didn't roar. He sounded incredibly fatigued. He leaned against the high table, rubbing his temples. "I am tired, Lady Miya. My pack is tired. We just survived an occupation. Can we not... skip the theatrics?""Sin is not theater, Alpha," Miya replied, her pale eyes unblinking. "It is a rot. And rot spreads through contact."She pointed her weirwood staff at Eltonia, who stood silently in the corner of the alcove."The Law of Distance," Miya recited, "Article Four. 'An unbonded female who clouds the Alpha’s judgment must be removed from his sphere of influence until clarity is restored.'"Oreon straightened up. "She stays. She is my attendant.""S
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