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However, my entire being seems to have melted in the wind when I saw the one in front of me. It was a tall, lean man with pale skin, black hair, and the most startling grey eyes. His irises are the color of diffused storm clouds, and they look just as threatening. When he meets my gaze, a cold chill zaps my spine. It’s Rhysand, and his features keep shifting, changing, but I can still see who and what he is at the core of it all. He looks less monstrous and more handsome this time, but there’s no denying that behind those eyes, there’s nothing. He has no soul, no heart, no sympathy.

I muttered, and Zara looked like someone had reached into her chest and squeezed. “I never knew details,” I added. “But I knew enough to know it wasn’t clean.” She nodded once, sharp, controlled but terrifying because that was the version of her most likely to burn kingdoms. --- Cassian’s P.O.V He came to me himself. Interesting. “Ryker.” The Alpha, the territorial storm cloud in human form. He found me at the ruins just before sunset, standing like a man trying very hard to remain civilized. I respected the effort briefly.

Watching her brown sandals like they held the answer to all her problems. Cassiel cleared his throat once, and the noise stopped. “I’m going to skip the introductions; you’re all familiar with who we are. I’m only here to clear the air. Rhysland is not an abused, sheltered kid. He’s a spoiled nepo baby who decided that when I wouldn’t let him drink himself to death that he would go search for his supposed real ‘family’. I’ve done nothing but show him kindness, and he hasn’t repaid me with the same thing. He’s slandered my name, used my money, and acted like a victim when he is anything but.” Cassiel paused, and I saw Rhysland’s face turn white, then red with rage. He started walking towards

So now I'm trying to do whatever he wants and play his game, instead of having to watch the Big Man company go bankrupt and screw up. I have many friends there: Gabriel, Annie, Shasha, Dexter, Jane, and Cindy. I'm not going to make them suffer just because I'm too stubborn and don't want to lose to Rhysand del Millero. Even so, I know.. I know very well that behind all my struggles, there is a feeling of happiness because of him. A passion and attraction that is so strong from within me. I can't stop succumbing to his touch. Rhysand is a dangerous man I've always denied. And whatever awaits in the future, what happens to me because of him .. I can only believe that I can face it.

My friend took a step towards us and I was sandwiched between the two siblings. “Anything that concerns Sarah is my business. She is my Sarah, my pack. Mine not yours.” Cassius snarled like a beast and gripped me around the waist and dragged me against his body. “Nothing here in this kingdom is yours, Ascelina, even Sarah. You better remember this because if there was a next time I won’t be so forgiving.” Ascelina growled. Honest to god growled and her eyes flashed brilliant blue, making me gasp. Because usually, they were green.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

My father’s Beta, Elijah, didn’t have a male heir, so I didn’t have to worry about bloodlines, thank the Goodess. Cassian is ruthless, merciless, and something to be feared. You wouldn’t know it just by looking at him, but it didn’t take much for it to come out full force. When my dad stepped aside and allowed me to take his place on the throne, I knew I’d need someone like Cassian in my corner. Someone willing to put everything on the line for his King, for his friend, and for his brother. That’s what I consider him. A brother, a friend. Someone who knows what lurks beyond the towering mountains south of Moorn where that mythical river disappears into the mist, and the very reason I have to

She hates the nickname, and yet this time, she only whimpers. In the middle of this, I am brought back to reality when I hear a twig snap. My head turns to the source. Another wolf, a huge black wolf but… It doesn’t seem to be very accustomed to walking. It looks funny, strange… weird and then… “Aysel…” ~~~~ [Present] The raspy note makes me yelp. We stand up and back away. I know for a fact that this alpha is Azriel because of the golden rings around his black pupils. I look at him warily nonetheless.

I shook my head, not sure if I should accept that he was my boyfriend or not. “Your Highness, you have to step back so I will take care of it from here….” Tyrion voiced out, showing up before us. He glanced at me, making a long face. What was the look all about? Sad that his Alpha was hurt or that I got another man after he betrayed me? I looked at the young man who smiled at me. “You shouldn't have done this—” that was all I could say. “He's the Alpha Prince…” “So am I, or you've forgotten?” he responded, causing an awe. “My name is Alpha Prince Kelvin. I am the Alpha Prince of the Snow Moon Pack.”

I asked, voice trembling from weakness and fear. He was quiet. His gaze was stuck on me like he was contemplating whether he would answer my question or not but after an agonizing silence I heard his voice again. “Azrael Sterling,” he spoke. “King Victor’s son,” I shook my head. That can’t be right. Caius never mentioned to me that he had a brother. No one in the palace mentioned the name Azrael either. His name was foreign to my ear but it doesn’t sound like a lie.