Semua Bab Blood And Desire: Bab 21 - Bab 26

Odessa paced the length of the yard with her whip at hand, eyes darting and judging, scrutinizing the Omegas as they did the work she had assigned to them. They had been up all morning, washing piles and piles of laundry that seemed to go on endlessly and had only just finished at noon. Scarlett knew there were others assigned to do this but Odessa had decided to make them do the washing instead. Women of the harem were there to serve the Luna and please the Alpha in bed, she had said it herself when they had first arrived, but she had made them do the work anyway, perhaps to punish one, every other person had to bear the brunt of it.The winter sun hung low, its heat was chilled by the weather, barely warming them up but with the sun out, it was much warmer out here than within the castle’s cold stone walls. They had been provided with warm clothes to wear but it did nothing to keep the cold out or warm them up. Odessa and Jada were better dressed than they were for the cold and Scar

The crescent winter moon hung lonely directly above castle Holgah, with the stars and the clouds banished from the sky giving the feeling of quiet emptiness, casting gloomy shadows against the building. The wind howled loudly, pulling the cold from the north and wrapping the castle in a chilling frost, but within, a different uneasy chill engulfed the inhabitants.Luna Imogen had gone into labor just as the sun was beginning to set behind the tall greens of Bracerose woods, and what had thought would be short lived had gone on to stretch for seven hours, lasting past midnight and still with no sign of the child coming out. Physicians and midwives had been brought from all across the kingdom at the Lycan’s order to aid in her delivery and now there were about twelve of them circling her in her chambers. None had been able to help and Imogen was already at the end of her strength.Scarlett stood just outside of the Luna’s chambers along with six other Omegas, wash cloth and a basin of w

Dawn crept over Castle Holgah with a pale, reluctant light, the sun rising cold and thin above the jagged peaks, its rays struggling through heavy frost-laden clouds. The air was sharp and biting, carrying the scent of pine and fresh snow, but inside the Alpha’s chambers, the fire had burned down to only embers that glowed faintly in the hearth, leaving the room in a dim, somber hush. The silence was heavier than the winter itself, broken only by the distant howl of the wind outside and the faint crackle of dying flames.Luna Imogen had lived only until the early hours of the morning. Several times she had requested to see Winter, her voice weak but insistent, yet he had chosen to stay away. The physician had told him she might not live to see the sun rise, yet that had not moved him to go see her. Now she was dead. The child—a son—had been born.He stood on the balcony, his black cloak draped loosely over his shoulders, hands braced on the stone railing. His gaze was fixed on the dis