SYLVIA The guards at the dungeon door let me pass without saying anything. The stench in the place was unbearable. I held my hand over my nose and breathed through my mouth, but it didn’t help much. It was cold and dark too, giving me the shivers. “Hunter?” I called out to him. “Here.” I saw him sitting on the floor in the cell. Relieved to see he was unharmed, but there was something in his eyes, he looked troubled. He got up and went to the bars where I stood. I reached out to him and he took both my hands in his and brought it to his nose to inhale my scent with his eyes closed. “Hunter…” My throat closed up with emotion. I wanted to scream, to cry, but most of all I hated seeing him caged like an animal. “It’s alright, Angel. I’m surprised they let you in here.” He touched my face and I placed a soft kiss in his palm. “Did you see anyone of my parents?” “I did. Oh, my love, what are we going to do? King Ulberg is threatening war. And your father…” I chocked on my words, tear

SYLVIA“Bring in the prisoners.” King Lucien demanded.The royal guards entered with Hunter, Joffrey and Marcelle in their midst. There were silver chains on their wrists and feet. Tears slipped down my cheeks when I saw them. My fists balled so tight I felt my nails cut through my palms. The hurt I felt from it couldn’t come close to the hurt and anger I felt in my chest. Guilt gnawed at my insides to see my poor friend looking ghostly pale and sick. I wanted to jump up in outrage. How dare they treat a pregnant woman like that!Kira intervened. “Be still. They will chase you out.” She was right. I felt Myra’s eyes on me, waiting for one move from me and she will have me thrown out. Or worse.Hunter stared straight ahead at his parents. His lips were drawn in a thin line. For a moment he turned his head in my direction and gave me a brief nod and a smile. I tried to smile back at him but my lips were quivering too much. I was on the verge of bawling my eyes out. I had to stay strong

SYLVIAI sat in the rose garden alone. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows over the castle and the grounds. I closed my eyes to take in the sweet perfume of the roses and lilacs that abounded there. It calmed my overloaded emotions a bit. Hunter had so much bitterness and hurt flowing from him and I felt everything.Kira longed to go on a long run and I shared that feeling, but now would not be the right time. Soon we would be called back into the throne room to hear what the queen has to say.I was startled when Kane came to sit down next to me.“Luna Sylvia. I’m glad to see you look well.” his deep voice had an extra lilt to it which I suppose was because of him finding his mate. He looked happier than what I have ever seen him, his dark eyes glowed from it.“I guess congratulations are in order.” I chuckled.He grinned at me. “Not without problems though. Her father wants to kill me.” A frown deepened between his dark brows.“There has to be a way around this.” I sighed.“She’

SYLVIAQueen Eira touched Frigg’s shoulder, “Pull yourself together, daughter. This is not how a princess should behave.”I watched Frigg’s demeanor change. Her icy blue eyes shone with a green fire as her wolf fought to take over.“Easy now,” King Ulberg warned as the door opened and a tall, broad-shouldered strawberry blonde warrior strode in.“You called for me, My King?” Gunnor bowed respectfully. He had a deep, sultry voice and I just knew it sent all kind of shivers through Frigg.I couldn’t help but smile. I know the feeling. Every time Hunter spoke to me, I melted.Hunter lifted a brow at me, questioning my smile as I looked from Frigg to Gunnor. He pulled me closer to his side, so close I felt welded to him. My possessive Alpha!“Yes, Gunnor.” He walked closer to his body guard, looking him up and down.Gunnor kept his eyes averted. Frigg’s heart beat at an impossible pace, but Gunnor’s remained even.“You have always been one of my most trusted bodyguards and warriors, Gunno

SYLVIAI woke up with Hunter kissing my neck, sucking on his mark. We lay, naked, surrounded by trees in the long grass. My hands curled in his long silky locks and I gave myself over to his mouth and his hands that explored my body.The night air did nothing to cool the heat from our bodies. We were burning in the flames of desire, drowning in our love. Nothing mattered but him. There were only us. My canines elongated and sank into his shoulder just above his clavicle.An explosion of color and stars exploded in my head as we rode our high together. I felt him shudder, coming down, sighing against my breast. I licked his blood from my lips, the wound I made had closed and I stared in wonder at the mark, my mark on my mate. He was mine for all the supernatural world to see. Mine forever.***Judging from the fires lighting up the night, the hunt had been abundant. The celebration was in full swing when we returned. Lively music played over the largest speakers I’ve ever laid eyes on.