There’s barely anything stopping me from telling Myrtle to stop if it hurts her too much but I can't.I need to know what I'm dealing with here.Myrtle's voice is bitter and cold as she begins,“Back in the day, there was really nothing like consent, you know that right?Even if there was, some people felt it naturally didn’t apply to them and this King Damian was one of them. He was an Alpha, he was King, history says he was a smart man who thought strategically and planned well, but he was also a tyrant to some people. In the case of Harriet and the family of Ragnar, the Duchess was only a mother trying to ensure her daughter didn’t die while trapped in a strange power.She sent a letter to the King asking for a healer, because then, healers could just about fix anything. And King Damian had a team of them at the palace. She was a Duchess, her husband was a Duke, they were relatives to the King, and all she asked for, was one healer.The King came himself and took one look at Briel

A light knock at the door startles me but not so much that I jump this time, and when I turn to look at it Mira is standing there.My eyes go lightly open because she’s all dressed up, her hair perfectly made, like she’s totally going on a date.Reginald’s shadow just behind her tells me he’s on board with the picnic plans, and more than that apparently if those shoes are any indication. I think he’s also dressed.“Are you sure you’ll be fine on your own, Luna?”I roll my eyes and give Mira a chiding smile, “Of course I'll be fine. You can drop the file on the counter there.Mira drops the purple file at the counter by the door and it goes shut when she exits. I head over to it immediately and scan my eyes through the contents.What I find is a bit strange.I read the sentence twice just to be sure I understand, and even then I don't fully understand it.I pick up my phone and place a call to Priam. The line rings and he picks up after the second ring but his voice is slightly pissed

“What’s the matter?”Roman comes in to find me lying on the couch with my eyes to the ceiling and every thought in my head simply blank.I already told myself I would tell him when he comes back home, yet truly saying it makes all the difference because I find out I can't.I say the first thing that occurs to me,“Sixteen-year-old Hunter might have had a thing for my male cousin, Oliver.”At Roman’s pin-drop silence, I sigh and continue.“They were friends, and Hunter’s mum saw a letter he had penned to some mysterious person he was supposed in love with.A few months later, Oliver was killed.”Roman comes to sit beside me and his weight dips the couch down. His scent invades my senses again and it’s as refreshing as it is calming, yet my heart is still in silent turmoil, and so is the look on Roman’s face.He looks confused as he speaks.“I knew Hunter when he was Sixteen... He never said anything about a male he fancied.”I huff in amusement, “Yeah, no kidding. Like he’d actually sa

The world has faded out of view and now all I can see is her. She stares at me, and I stare back because I have no idea what to make of this.The person in front of me is ray of light thin. She’s almost see-through.“I am see-through.”My mouth is snap shut and I'm lost for words. I turn around and I can't see anyone.I can’t see Roman. I can’t see Alpha Kai. I can’t see Maya or Axios.Only the forest remains, and with the forest is her.I stare at the woman for a while and she stares back at me, amusement clear on her face.She asks me, “This isn’t your first time speaking to someone like me is it?”I shake my head slowly because it is. I’m still aware of every part of my body. I can feel myself and everything around me, so I don't know how this is happening. My voice is wary when I ask,“Are you a ghost? or am I having a hallucination?”The lady shakes her head, the action is undeniably perky as she responds, “I’m not a ghost per se, and no this isn’t a hallucination.I’ve been p

“ALPHA! PERMISSION TO APPROACH AlPHA!”The presence of Roman’s head warrior sets nervousness rolling in my veins.My heart is cold and thumping in my chest as I think of what Maya just told me but Roman’s already standing and walking over to the man.I slip into that side of his consciousness he’s reserved just for me, and I listen to what the warrior says,“Locals on the far side of the borders have reported sightings of strange wolves.They’ve killed thirty men in the past two days. Half of them trained warriors and the other half locals.They’re the same… as before.”I see an image flash past Roman’s eyes and in it, a wolf appears to me.This wolf leaps out from Roman’s imagination into mine, and it makes itself solid to me. It isn’t the normal one. It looks feral, like something in it has rotted and coagulated into something nasty.“They’re the wolves that attacked the pack all those years ago.”A chill surges through my bones when Roman says that and his warrior nods.Roman pas