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“No... Hell no, in fact there's no bloody way in hell.”I didn’t even look up from the parchment I was pretending to read.“Asher just go to her so peace will reign,” William grunted as he spoke.Well it was as clear as day that he was twice as tired of Mira as I was... Damn she wasn't even my Luna yet and she was already acting like my wife.Fuck! Ragnar was right. I really did act too soon out of impulse... If I had just waited a bit. If I had kept Kira close instead of banishing her, she would never have met Dante and I wouldn't be in this stupid predicament with that crazy woman.“I said no, William,” I repeated, my voice flat and laced with all shades of irritation “I’m not going to Mira.”William, who had been leaning against the edge of my desk with his arms crossed, slowly narrowed his eyes in frustration for me to see, well that was how he was anyways. He was another thorn in my perfect flesh just like Ragnar.“You do realize she sent a personal message, right? Not just any

The market of Blackthorn pack smelled like rain, spices and leather. A very weird and strange combination, but for some reason it wasn't really unpleasant.Kira walked slowly beneath the soft golden light of the shop's chandelier as I picked out a beautiful deep green gown that matched her eyes in a way that made me forget more than half of my stress.'The demoness’ wedding to Asher is in six days' time... The blood moon is just around the corner as well...,' Kai reminds me. Right.... Mira. The annoying reason we’re still in this god's damned pack."We need to hurry up and get out of here with our mate," he added, I was just about to reply to him when my baby girl began talking.Her voice was so soft as she lowered the green dress. “Do you think she asked for an apology because she wants to marry him?” I didn’t answer her. Instead, I ran my hand along a rack of other pretty dresses, pretending to study the colors and admire their odd patterns while Estella's gaze lingered on us. “D

The fire crackled low in and the shadows danced across the carved stone walls of my chambers. I’d been awake watching the skies and thinking hard about everything that had happened to me in the space of one week, first I found my mate and now I was on the verge of losing her to an idiot... when the knock came, it was three sharp bangs that spelled out urgency, not courtesy.“Enter,” I called out, as I already recognized the scent behind the door.'Now what does he want?' Kai sighed 'To mock us about the cute picnic I suppose' I whispered to him.Viktor stepped inside, his expression mischievous as always, though the tension around his mouth told me he wasn’t here for idle updates. The door closed behind him with a solid click and I immediately turned my head over to where Kira had fallen asleep but she was still.“Yo! You have a message,” he said simply, his voice low but clear.I quickly straightened. “From who?”He stepped closer and handed me a sealed envelope.. one I knew with

The knock came just as I finished lacing my boots. Early morning sun filtered through the tall windows of my quarters, but I already felt the weight of the day before it truly began.“My Lord,” came William's voice, cautious as he entered my chambers. “Lady Kira has declined breakfast. And from word on the hallways, She was seen heading toward the palace library alone.”I froze. The library? Alone?Of all places, it surprised me least.. but unsettled me most. Kira didn’t do anything without reason. And from the little I had studied about her, she never withdrew unless something cut too deep for her to say aloud. Which means she was still avoiding Mira, her lookalike.“Where is Dante?” I asked, quickly grabbing my jacket.“He's out for a walk with Alpha Raymond.”I nodded once and used my hands to dismiss him. My boots echoed through the corridor as I moved quickly almost as if I was light as a feather, ignoring every bow, every glance, every whispered word behind my back.Because for

The garden was beautiful and quiet this morning.Not the eerie kind of quiet . No.. it was a rare kind of quiet.. not just peaceful, but reverent. The sky hung really low with silver and grey clouds, making us aware of the kind of rain that normally promised to fall but never actually followed through. The kind that watched. Waited. Listened.I moved slowly among my delicate roses, my gloved hands cradling the stems with practiced care so as not to ruin my little ones. The petals were flushed with deep crimson, some were flushed with snowy white, their velvety folds heavy with dew. I favored these Bloodwine roses and snowflake roses, as Mira normally called them and I had bred them well to bloom despite the cold.Just... Like me.'The sky seems to be whispering words to us. It's unfortunate we just can't understand... Something doesn't feel right' Diane stirred and I giggled.'Its just the weather Diane'I hummed softly to myself as I adjusted the vines, the faint scent of soil and