A part of me knew I was asleep when my heart started to race. The incident was three weeks past but still my body froze and a familiar pain seemed to slam into me. I was hyperventilating and trying to get myself to wake up but the more I tried, the more I slipped deeper into the nightmare. "Wake up, Sagira," I heard a voice that sounded around me as if it was coming from a room lined with speakers. "I am here," the voice continued. "I've got you." The last words were spoken in a quiet voice that seemed choked with emotions. I felt a hand gently combing through my hair as I started to regain consciousness. My head was in someone's thighs. The room was dark and then cold lips pressed against my cheeks, my forehead, my eyelids. My eyes snapped open and I bolted upright with a gasp, my hands flying to my chest and then every other part of my body as if taking inventory."You're fine." Firm hands gently pried my fingers from my hair when I gripped them hard. "I am here." I turned to Val

VALENS"I've never said that out loud, have I?" She buried her face into a pillow when I asked that. I could see the tip of her ears turning red even though she hid her face from me. I felt incredibly foolish now that I thought of how I reacted when I saw those pictures. I should have been furious but not at her. How could she cheat on me when she reacted like this to me? How could I not have seen? A lot of things would have been different if I had the foresight, the knowledge I had now. 'Love her,' the oracle had said and it turned out that I didn't have to try hard to love her. I didn't even have to try. She was my curse breaker. My mate. By every standard, she was my savior. I was nearing the three-month-mark in Redville; the one that brought that itch that could only be scratched when I moved to a new land. I hadn't hit the mark yet but I knew without a doubt that the itch was gone forever. I would never have the urge to leave this pack behind. I would never have an itch to wan

VALENS"Clover, what is it you want, really?" I'd known this girl since childhood. She had never undermined my authority like this before. "Valens, are you going to treat me like this because of – because of some –" "Pick your next words carefully," my wolf growled. "They'd determine whether you keep your head or not." "I know that she's your mate but I'm your friend. Doesn't that count for anything? I bore your curse with you. I stood with you when no other woman would and now you're threatening to banish me?" "You didn't break my curse," I reminded her. "I would if I could!" I pulled the phone from my ear when she yelled, peeping to see my mate still sleeping. "You know I wanted to be your lucky clover but it's not my fault and you know I tried. We tried everything," she emphasized the last word. My heart pricked at the words that were little more than accusations. Yes, I tried everything in the early days of my curse. I was desperate to be free of the spirit of a wanderer. I

"No." "You are being unreasonable," I protested."I am not being unreasonable. You are not allowed to see him. You are not allowed anywhere near him!" His voice raised, his arms crossed over his chest and I knew he wasn't relenting. But I wasn't relenting either. "I am going to see him. I'm going to see him today, in fact. You can either come with me or not." "There is no question here. No debate. You will not see him. That's final." He slammed his palms down on his desk to emphasize the finality of his words. "Valens, I am your Luna," I reminded him. "You should stop treating me like a mere omega." "I –" He paused, his brows crinkling. "It is my duty to protect you. I must protect you.""What protection do I need from a chained prisoner?" I couldn't help but snap. Something occurred to me then that made me frown. "Is this about my protection or is it just because it's Lucien?" I frowned. The frown on his face melted away. "It's not about Lucien. It's about you." He sighed, raki

I didn't need to be led by the hand to where my worst enemy was being held. My wolf sniffed him out from the numerous scents in the dungeons. Valens grabbed my forearm as I walked away from him with all intentions of finding Zavier. "The people know about you, now. I suggest we go home. We can do this another day." The expression on his face made it clear that he'd made up his mind and he had no intention of backing down. Unfortunately, I too had made up my mind. After seeing Lucien, I would not rest until I saw Zavier. I wanted to see him in the most humiliating position. I wanted to see what he looked like defeated and on his knees. How did he feel knowing his legacy would end with him? There was no chance for Skylar. Their lineage ended with them which was a shame really. Centuries of ruling Redville and the entire lineage of what used to be great men would end with them. "We can do this another day but I want to do it today." I tried pulling my arm from Valens' grip but it was