MasukThe vines rip at my bindings, slipping into the plastic like a snake would a crack. They curl and twist with purpose, finding any tension point they can and tearing at them. They split the zip ties with a near-silent pop before setting me softly on the ground. Everything hurts, and I’m almost positive my shoulder is dislocated, but with my hands free, I don’t wait.
I run.
“Don’t let her get to the trees,” a man’s voice, sharp and panicked screams out. He sounds way too close for comfort. But he’s too late.
Luckily, my magic had deposited me close enough to the forest that I can taste it. My magic knows the forest, and the forest knows me back. I run for the safety of its shadows, knowing without a doubt that it will hide me.
My feet smash through the undergrowth, and it takes all of my senses to keep myself upright and not tripping over every root
The words ripple through the room like a cast stone in a still lake. By the numerous head nods that follow, it’s seems his mind wasn’t the only one thinking it. My chest tightens at the thought.But this is a good thing, right? Three mates while exiled to a human realm is already crazy enough without adding a fourth one to the mix. Even so, it feels as if I’ve been betrayed all over again. He claims to want me at his side, but he isn’t mine to want.Talon goes unnaturally still, his body coiled like an animal who doesn’t want to be seen. For the first time since we’ve entered this room, his manic seems to clear for just a moment, as his smile fades into something sharper. And I know without a doubt, that the betrothal is real.“Betrothal?” I echo, before I can stop myself. I need to hear it from him, hear him tell me that his words are all pretty but fake.A calm settles inside of me, and Kai swears under his breath, no doubt feeling the change as my magic coils to solve the problem.
The sound of my heart drowns out all other noise in the room as my eyes lock on hers, but she quickly averts her eyes toward my ear. She knows. I mean, of course she knows, but how many others here do? The Fae thing was bound to get out after my little forest meltdown, but this is too soon.If the gossip spreads, they’ll come for me.Kai’s energy dances around me, blanketing me with calming waves. I turn my head toward him giving the barest of nods in thanks.No longer seated, the people stand watching me around the table, faces morphed in fear and shock. I step forward, pleasantly surprised when none of them move away.“What I am, or what I can do, is none of your concern,” I grit out between clenched teeth. My mother used to prattle on about how a royal should act when speaking to her people, but I’m tired, my magic is drained, and all I want is to find a dark place to cuddle up with my mates.“What you should be focused on is the Stonehollow pack. They aren’t going to take the loss
Talon’s grin morphs his face, stretching wide as a manic glee floods his eyes. “Do it,” He hisses quietly, as if we’re the only two in the room, and I hate what it does to my body.“Let them see you. All of you,” he murmurs, leaning close enough that his breath skims my ear. “Let them see just how strong you are… how perfect.” His grin curves wickedly, eyes glittering like he can already take the chaos we would create together. The blood we would bathe in.“But listen to me, my queen,” he adds, his voice taking on a deeper timbre, something dark and intimate that has me wanting to arch my back closer to him like a cat in heat. “When it’s all over… when their blood coats our bodies… can you promise you’ll finish them all?”His fingers trail lightly along my arm, almost tenderly as I grit my teeth. Everything in me screams to pull away from him, but I can’t. It’s like I’m hypnotized by need. “Because once they all see what you are, there won’t be any going back. You won’t be able to hid
My jaw tightens as I bite back a growl. Why does everyone keep calling me an asset? First Tam, and now Talon. Clearly I’ve been too nice to them, when all I want is to live a quiet life alone with my mates, and instead I’m here helping them for the measly title of asset.The taste of copper explodes in my mouth as I bite my tongue, trying to ignore the burning anger that seems to perpetually flow through me with Talon’s presence. But it’s no use.“I am not your asset,” I snarl. The room shifts around me uncomfortably, some of the men smirking like I’m here as the entertainment, while others narrow their eyes in agreement. They don’t want me here anymore than I wanted to be brought here.A lean man who smells faintly of wolf growls from his seat next to me, “You brought an outsider into our home without vetting her first? Our lands are sacred, free from the outsides who would do us harm. Our children roam these very halls, safe from the outside dangers, and you just waltzed her into th
It doesn’t take us long to walk the short distance from the stone house I woke up in, to the much larger one centered within the forest village. The dirt roads are oddly empty, our feet the only sound as they slap against the ground. But, if I turn my head fast enough, I can sometimes catch the curtains of a nearby house falling back into place.Loud voices ring out from the war room before we even make it down the hall, though not loud enough for me to make out words. But someone sounds angry. And judging by the tense shoulders of my mates, they can hear what is being said, and they aren’t happy about it. Something slams, while chairs scrape against stone floors, and the voices steadily rise. Tapestries filled with frolicking wolves, and what I’m sure is the royal family, line the walls.Until Talon shoves open the wooden doors, without a hitch in his stride. His presence swallows the room in an instant and all sound just… stops.Every pair of eyes, some glowing with wolves and some
Talon’s pale eyes flash gold for half a second, his wolf dangerously close to the surface. “I’m summoning her into a war she’s already a part of, and she’s going to walk in beside me like she belongs there, because she does. No one will disrespect her when she walks in a position of power.”In Faerie, I walked in a position of pretend power. I was the leader, but cowered behind my mate as he made the rules. That’s not what Talon is promising here. Here, we’re equals. Is that what I want? Sure, a small part of me craves it. But every time I think I’ve figured out the game, someone upturns the board and changes the rules.I hold his gaze, searching for answers that aren’t there. “I don’t belong to you.” I whisper.“Not yet,” His smile is slow, almost lazy as he leans closer, his lips tickling my ear. “But you will. And when you finally do, my throne room will be stained red with the blood of your enemies, until no one doubts it.”I turn my face the barest bit until I can meet his eyes,







