All Chapters of Feral Heart: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Selena" Selena snapped out of her reverie. She smiled up at him with her big brown eyes, deciding to ignore whatever that was. Callum could swear he saw a golden comet orbit her corneas. "You weren't by my side when I woke," she said softly. "What happened" "Dad wandered off again." He paused. "You know, his annual escapades?" "For your Mom?" "She's not my mother," Callum cut in, his tone acerbic. He looked away and Selena watched the rise and fall of his chest as he took in a deep breath. His mother whom he'd never even actually met. His mother who had abandoned them. That mother? "His Luna" he corrected her. "He went out in search of his long-lost Luna and he got ambushed by the Bloodfangs–" Selena gasped. "-But thanks to Vesper, we were there right on time before things could get out of hand" "What? How is he?" "He's out...actually" Then he smiled at her, "But he'll be fine," he immediately brushed it aside. "Come on" he reached down and swept Selena off the gr

Selena rapped upon the door of the bedroom she and Clara shared since childhood– mostly Clara's now. Selena barely stayed there anymore. Not since she and Callum had practically become a pair of clasped hands. Already, she was more or less his Luna in waiting. All that was left was the Moon's approbation and blessings before their bond could be consummated. What could possibly go wrong? Well, this was the notion she had of it all beforehand. Now...now she stood, a target in the fate of life's bow and arrow. Things were about to take a radical turn for the worse. Red, yellow, blue, or black. What was it going to be? Clara hadn't opened up so she shouldered the door in. It swung open with a judder on its hinges. She paused at the doorway to survey the room. It was like a palette of the colour purple, dim from the day's dusking hue. Clothes were strewn about the carpet floor. There was a bowl with bone fragments of chicken residue. Some model big sister she was. A catastrophic one. Clar

The scent of incense filled Selena's nostrils as she stepped into Uncle Bane's expansive chamber. The fur-lined table had a bunch of items on it. A fork with three standing candles casting shadows dancing on the walls. By the corner, a tall staff with a curled head leaned against stone, its base catching the faint shimmer of gold. A gold sceptre with an emerald ball twinkling gold as if he’d just performed magic on it. A glass ball on a gold base, entrapping a swirl of cloud as violet as the galaxy and cosmos. Leather sturdy books were stacked, the four of them at either side of his furry table. His bedside was at a further corner of the room. The small brass incense burner was plopped by it, mousey beside the ginormous bed, vapourizing curly wisps of smoke into the atmosphere. And on the branch of a wooden stand perched that jet-black crow—what was its name again? She always forgot. His eyes glistened. It scowled down at her. Selena breathed in, heavy and unsteady. The ambience of

The day was just setting in. Alpha Renwick walked with his youngest daughter along the castle grounds, their shadows stretching long over the stone path. They walked down the arched footbridge. Water trickled from the stream below.The Alpha had a dark cloak draped over broad shoulders. A silver clasp glinted at his chest. Beneath it, his tunic was a muted forest green, with a belt under it.“Dad?”“Hm?”“You know what I think about often?”“What’s that, Fifi?”“I’m not sure Lucian would make a good Alpha.”The Alpha let out a loud cackle. He looked at his daughter with amused eyes.“Yeah. He’s such a bummer.”“Ah. Well, I think he’ll make a good leader.”“Why so?”“He’s brave, he’s strong—”“Like his father,” they said in unison.“Oh, Dad.” She rolled her eyes.He smiled, his eyes creasing at their corners. “And I know for a fact that he’ll protect the pack someday when I’m gone.”“Do you know why they fought?” she suddenly asked, voice quieter, referring to her brothers.Renwick sig

Rowan dropped the goblet in his hand, deciding to go over to where his cousins stood.“Howdy,” he muttered.Callum had just left their midst. His cousins turned.“Rowan!” Erwin smiled.Nadia gave him a hug. “Great to see you” She smelt like pine needles.“How's it going?”“Great” He smiled in a line, nodding. “Uhh, having a good time?” That was all he could manage. Wasn't much of a conversationalist.“Yup, but I was wondering…Where is she?” Erwin took a sip of his drink.“Who?”“Lucian's mate. The Luna?”“Oh-Uhh” He laughed nervously. “I haven't met her myself.”“Hm” He shared a look with his sister. Another sip. “It's a strange thing”“It is” Rowan nodded. An awkward silence settled in. He should say something else, keep the conversation going. But he had nothing to say. What else was there to say? Also, he wasn't really in the mood for Erwin's company anyway.“Uh…Lucian's at the artillery range” He offered. “That his favourite spot…Callum too”“Oh never mind the bastard”“Pretty sur