Elle’s POV   Elle cautiously walked down the narrow aisle, slowly, as she tried to avoid looking around at all the strange faces that were watching with incredible interest. All eyes were on her. It made her short walk seem to last forever, and her feet felt encased in heavy cement. She took one ginger step at a time. The glowing moon luminously glistened as it lit the room, revealing wild eyes and unfamiliar faces all around her. They looked like people. They sounded like people. But the only thing she could smell was animal, and with the way they looked at her, she wondered if she was an innocent bride or their hunted prey. She didn’t know if she was going to like this strange society. A buried part of her, which was a large part of her, felt so alive where she was. Th

  Elle’s POV Arya explained to Elle that her responsibilities were making beds, cleaning the house, and doing laundry. The news was frustrating considering the promises before the wedding. But she didn't have much choice; she was trapped. It was up to Elle to make the best of a horrible situation. But Arya explained that everyone had responsibilities, and this was hers until she was ready to take on the title of Luna and accept her role as moon mother-  whatever that meant. They walked as they talked through the halls. “This is the kitchen,” Arya said, dancing her way into the room. She wrapped her arms around a skinny boy who looked even younger than Elle. “Asher is the best cook in the world.” She bragged. Ash

CH 15 1572 REJECTED   Elle’s POV-    Elle was sitting on the couch when they came out of the office. She anxiously gnawed on her inner lip. Doctor Cayden stepped out first and sat next to her. He gently pulled her hands into his. When he saw her bandaged hand, his eyes widened, full of questions. “I got mad and hit a wall earlier tonight, and Axel bandaged me up.” She said self consciously. He began unwrapping her hand. Corvin went into his room as Doctor Cayden examined the injuries she inflicted on herself. “You might have the temper of a CrimsonNight.” Doctor Cayden teased gently. “But it looks like your hand is almost healed, and I wouldn’t recommend more than a cou

Corvin’s POV   The sun was shining brightly over the eastern horizon when Corvin strode naked up the front steps of his keep. His wolf had run the rest of the night with his pack. It was reassuring that he could feel her and knew that Elle had eventually calmed down.  She had been upset for a little while after he left. But it wasn’t half an hour later; he could sense her laughter. She seemed to cheer up before falling asleep. He slipped into his sweats as he walked up to his familiar apartment. He was especially quiet because he did not want to wake Elle. But her smell was all over the apartment. Her scent reminded him of that kiss last night, and he felt his blood heating. ‘But her scent isn’t strong enough.

  TRIGGER WARNING: LIGHT BDSM Elle’s POV Elle stood outside the mysterious door that she was forbidden to enter and pressed her ear against it to listen. A faint voice tempted her to open the door. There was so much that they had not told her about that maybe exploring this one wouldn’t be so bad. It held the key to the future. “Moon mother?” A sleepy Romanian accent asked from behind her. She swung around guiltily; her eyes darted around the room furtively. “I’m not doing anything.” She exclaimed.  The man that she met the other day, when Arya showed