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A Call From The Council

~AlaricThe atmosphere in the study is tense. My elbows rest on the table, fingers crossed, as the envoy of the Werewolf Council on screen, concludes his report."Two are dead."The words hang between us, weighty, impossibly so.I breathe in carefully, my eyes narrow as I absorb this information. One of the top ten alphas ranked in the element games had been discovered with his throat ripped apart, his corpse dumped in the river like refuse. Another, also ranked top ten in the element games was discovered in his own bed, with his heart removed from his chest and left, respectfully, by his side on the bed.A message. A threat.The element games have always been a brutal display of power and a fight for survival, but this...this was different.Assassinations. And whoever was carrying them out was accurate."You think this is targeted," I state, my voice even, but there is an edge to it, a storm brewing beneath the surface.The envoy nodded. "The pattern suggests that they're killing th

Mikos' Arrival

~AlaricFor a long moment, Kyra just stares at me and I hold her gaze for as long as it lasts. Finally, she diverts her gaze and mumbles something inaudible, but I take it to be an acknowledgement of my promise."About that back ache..." I change the topic of the conversation, which earns me a sideways glare from Kyra.She is already far along and I have been worried to see she is yet to show a bump, but after being examined by Sera, Kyra and the child are perfectly healthy and it seems we only have to be patient.Something in me craves the sight of that bump, that physical evidence of my child growing in her so everyone knows without a doubt that she is mine... even if Kyra doesn't know it yet."I'm pretty good with my hands..." I begin to offer but Kyra is quick to turn me down."I think I'll pass." She says blankly.I have to admit, that hurt. Since our return from the island, Kyra strongly avoids every semblance of intimacy and I fear it's because I revealed to her that Carla was

A Note

~KyraThe Silver Tower has always been a solid structure, towering, ancient, and a testament to the power and influence of the Lycans. Tonight, though, in the silence of my quarters, I feel caged in for the first time since we returned from the island.I sit by the windowsill, looking out over the devastation left by the wildfire. The forest was recovering, albeit slowly. I can see a few patches of greenery, here or there, but it is nothing compared to the dense forest that once outgrew its bounds.The sight of the devastation reflects my own feelings in some ways. The awareness of his presence somewhere within these same walls makes a slow, troubling current churn through my blood, try as I have to prevent it.Mikos is here.I have spent the past few months running ahead of my past, pushing forward, never glancing back. And yet, fate has chosen to bring him to my doorstep, to knot him into the tapestry of my life that had finally begun to make sense.I let out a harsh breath, wrappin

Regret

I have managed to evade him.It has been days since Mikos' arrival at the Silver Tower, and in that time, we have not crossed paths at all. I have not seen so much as a shadow of him.I know he is here. Sometimes, I can pick up traces of his scent in the halls, faint, but unmistakable. But he keeps his distance. He leaves early in the morning for work, under Rhett's reluctant escort and doesn't return until late in the evening, well after my bedtime.His presence, however, still looms over everything. With not one but two powerful Alphas in the house, the Silver Tower is a whirlwind of activity. Alaric is being tugged a dozen ways at once, guarding Mikos and the other Alpha from the mysterious assassin, offering advice on the ongoing investigation into the two assassinations, attending video meetings with the council, running his company, and yet still finding time to train me whenever he can.It is impressive and I admire him for it.No, what I feel is more than admiration.Each mor

Your Choice

The atmosphere between us thickens, growing more tense and charged with something that was difficult to place a name on... something unseen, yet undeniable.My stance is firm, my chin lifted as I meet Mikos’s gaze head-on. His dark eyes, as unfamiliar to me as always, are unreadable now, something lurking beneath their surface."You’ve gotten stronger," he had said, his voice disturbingly soft.My fingers curl at my sides, heat twisting and churning just beneath my skin."What do you want, Alpha Mikos?" I ask, my tone is flat, not a single trace of warmth to be found.He hesitates, not because he is uncertain, but in a bid to carefully choose his words."There were things beyond my control, Kyra," he finally replies, taking yet another slow step forward. "Things I wish you could understand. It has never been my intention to hurt you."I inhale sharply, my breath measured.Perhaps there had been a time when those words would have meant everything. When I would have clung to them, despe

The Past

The moment I step through the door, the cold air wraps around me like an accusation.And there he is.Alaric stands just beyond the entrance, half-hidden in the shadows, his posture rigid, his expression...My stomach drops.He heard it all.The realization hits me like a crashing wave, knocking the breath from my lungs.His eyes are what breaks me the most.That calm, unwavering strength he always carries is still there, but beneath it, there is a deep storm in those piercing eyes, and something more that sends pure anguish churning through me.Doubt.And something dangerously close to betrayal.Like he can't believe I stood there, listening to Mikos at all.Like he can't believe I had entertained even a second of my past when Alaric is standing right here. Now.My heart twists, my throat tightening painfully."Alaric..."I'm not even certain of what to say.I don't even know how to explain what I can't even begin to unravel myself.I refused Mikos. I shut him down. I made it clear t

A Moment Of Unspoken Truth

The air in Alaric's office is much heavier than it had been a few minutes before. The storm outside passed a long while ago, leaving only the soft whispers of wind against the window shutters. Inside, however, between the glint of dying coals in the fireplace and the faint scent of aged whiskey, the tension still lingers. It's not the kind that preludes danger, or the fragile hostility we have so often exchanged. It is something quieter, something neither of us seems willing to disrupt.I sit curled up in the leather armchair across from his desk, leaned slightly forward towards him. Alaric remained behind his desk, one hand resting on the armrest, fingers idly tracing along its curves as if anchoring himself to something solid. His other hand holds a wine glass, the amber liquid inside untouched.It is already way into the night, and we should have been on our way back to the silver tower a long time ago, but none of us is in a hurry to leave.I know I'm not.This peaceful atmospher

Walk Away First

The early morning chill greets my skin as I step out onto the courtyard of the silver tower. The shadowed woods stretches out before me, or what is left of it after the wildfire. My body is well rested, but my mind is not. Sleep didn't come easy, Alaric's touch still lingers on my skin, the weight of his gaze branded into my mind.Mikos has already phoned three times today. And left me about a dozen texts, I am beginning to contemplate handing my phone back to Cedric's custody, keeping it seems to be doing me more harm than good.I glance at the phone as it lights up once again, the screen glows with his name, and I switch it off without thought. Maybe it is a little petty, but the fact remains that I am no longer his to call. And him doing this is selfishly demanding my attention which he has no rights to.The air shifts behind me.Milo is a few feet behind, his silence as quiet and watchful as ever. Alaric has made it clear when he dropped me off that Milo will now stick to my side

Lunar Ceremony

As the doors of the elevator slide close behind us with a gentle click, the echo of Mikos's car door slamming shut is the last thing I hear. The exchange from just now lingers in my chest like a heavy weight, but I force it down with one slow breath.The elevator gets to the main floor and Milo heads away without a word, slipping into a hallway with all the grace of a shadow. I keep walking.The air indoors is warm, faintly scented with lemonwood and something sweet, syrup, maybe. Breakfast is being served.The floor I live in has always been detached from the rest of the pack, and the elevator from this floor is private. Due to this, though I know the silver tower is bustling with life, I hardly ever meet any other Lycans or partake in their usual activities.My circle is limited to those I got to know first and I don't feel at ease mingling with the rest of the pack.This floor, however has been quiet in recent days. Cedric is busy handling tower missions, the duties of silver tower

Preparations

"Come on, there's so much you have to see." Sera says. "The plans, the venues... the food, what else? I can't remember it all. But they'll fill you in on everything."I'm not certain how I got myself into this position, but since I offered to help with the Lunar ceremony, Sera had gotten busy, placing one call or the other.I didn't understand what she was up to, until now, when she just announced to me that she fixed a conference call with some of the other Lycan females involved in planning festivities such as this.Now these Lycan females flew in from silver towers all over the continent, and I hardly even know the agents in this tower. I know the Lunar ceremony is a big event, but I've never been in a pack as widespread as the Royal Fang Pack. There's just one Everdale Pack, meanwhile there are silver towers all around the continent with agents that all answer to Alaric.What is worse, Sera already told them about me. By her words, they are eager to meet me, though I'm not so sur

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