All Chapters of The Wolf King's Tribute : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Lena Novak pov “I wish you could break my mother's seal,” I muttered. Looking at me, he sighed disparagingly, then said, “I'm a healer, Lena, and not a spellcaster. There is a witch coven in the Black Forest under the high king's castle that you can locate and ask for help, but you would have to contend with wild beasts there as well.” Nodding in disappointment, I told Jacob I had to return to the Alpha's kitchen to help prepare the evening meal, then stepped out of his home. The fall weather had chilled the air, causing me to shiver, then curse at the jolt of pain from my injuries. “I need to stop getting myself in these predicaments or my back will become hamburger,” I murmured as I headed toward my father's house. I glanced up at the huge castle nestled high in the mountains. The wolf king Ash Ravenhurst's residence. He was said to be an ugly, ravenous beast that ripped the women to pieces who were sent to him. All in hopes of finding the one that could cure his bone-solidif

Lena Novak pov Lying on my small cot, I ran my fingertips over the inked name of my mom, Noreen Novak, written inside the leather cover. After that, I cracked open the worn pages of my mom's diary, hoping to discover what really happened to her in the end. I was also curious to break the seal I already knew she had placed on me. “You will need a center point to gather your power so it doesn't cause chaos,” I recalled quietly. My mom told me that every time she spoke of our inherited gifts, she wore a pendant around her neck. Furrowing my brow, I gritted my molars and decided to head back to her open room and retrieve the necklace she had always worn. “Please let it be on the dresser and not on her corpse,” I sighed as I stepped over the broken rubble. Cursing slightly for not bringing a flashlight, I narrowed my eyes as I searched the darkness for the bright blue stone that represented a star on the crescent moon necklace. Spying a light glow coming from underneath the dres

Lena Novak pov “Alpha told them that Rosalie was you,” Alex said frantically as I stood, listening to him while I prepared serving dishes. “Doesn't matter, Alex, it's not like any of them is the high king,” I responded, causing him to hiss through his teeth. “Alpha called the light-haired one Highness, Lena.” Rolling my eyes, I shook my head and muttered, “Let the show begin then. Now excuse me, I have to go set the dining table.” Grabbing the stack of plates, the butler placed two more on my stack and said, “Add two more place settings, Alex; grab two dining chairs from the cellar.” Nodding, I wove myself between the workers to get to the dining table. As I set the plates, I glanced into the living room and froze when I saw the same man from the coven, his white-silver hair unmistakable. “Ah, your mate is here,” my wolf, Willow, chuckled in my head. “No, I don't think so, wolf. How can a stranger be my fated mate? I don't feel anything for him. He looks rough and much more

Lena Novak pov Taken to a stone basement, I shivered slightly from the chill in the air. “Eve, is this where all tributes are taken?” Rubbing her hands nervously, the servant shook her head. “No, Miss. His Highness requested that you be put here because you are a witch. He, um, doesn't trust witches but does visit the forest coven for his treatments,” she answered as she stopped in front of a closed wooden door. After unlocking it, she gestured for me to enter. I peered inside the surprisingly large room and sighed at seeing a small wood-burning stove in the corner with several cords of wood. “Do you want a meal sent down tonight?” Feeling the straw mattress, I glanced at her and nodded. “Please, and are there more covers? The walls hold in the cold,” I said with hope. Still nervous, she apologized, but said I'd been given what everyone else received. Nodding slowly, I sighed and said, “I will use my cloak then.” “Did you want me to bring you a meal?” Nodding,