Rowan And Aelin Novels & Stories

That he just ignored all those sweet assuring words from her tongue. The rumbling of thunder and the flash of lightning made this moment more difficult for them to carry on. “Rowan…” She placed a warm hand on his neck. “Everything will be alright.” Eliane knew it wouldn't. With the kind of mindset of Alpha Karin and how everyone treated a wolfless eighteenth birthday celebrant…“I’m just right here for you.” Rowan reached for her palms, holding her hand as if she was his wife—his Luna, his moon. His mate.

“How do you suggest I do that?” “Find a she-wolf,” Gaius said. “Someone willing to play her part. Someone he wouldn't reject.. Seduce Kael. Or better yet.. make it look like she did that's if he plays hard to get. Set them up. Make sure Alina catches them in a compromising position. The heartbreak alone would rip through their bond like a knife. Mate betrayal is one of the most traumatic events a bond can endure… especially when it’s perceived as intentional infidelity.” A dark grin stretched across my face. The idea was wicked... and perfect.

“Aria.” “Rowan,” Alden warned. “What?” Rowan asked. “I just wanted to see her up close before the council tries to dress her in fourteen layers of silk and call the question closed.” He pushed off the pillar and sauntered closer. Up close, the resemblance was almost worse. Same eye color, but with more mischief. Same mouth, but looser. Same bone structure, softened by a rogue’s grin instead of a prince’s line. He circled me once, slow and obvious.

The way her gaze lingered on me, even for a moment, sent a spike of fire through me. The bond pulsed, sharp and insistent, reminding me she was mine, but also that she could feel everything I felt, could sense every strain, every flare of frustration, every beat of my heart under stress. A hand brushed my shoulder—Rowan, who had remained nearby since the allied pack’s visit. His eyes met mine briefly, cool, unreadable. I didn’t lower my guard. Not even for a second. “Kael! Enough hesitation!” Darius bellowed. “Focus! Now!”

Then one name stopped me cold. Rowan and Elaine. The confirmation had been penned in fresh ink at the bottom of the list, accompanied by their official seal. They had accepted the invitation. Officially. Publicly. A chill slithered down my spine, sharper than any blade. Rowan—my once-trusted commander turned rival, whose ambitions had nearly cost me everything during the border wars. And Elaine, his cunning wife, whose smiles hid fangs sharper than any wolf’s. Their presence at the coronation was no gesture of loyalty. It was a declaration.

"My dearest Alistair, I write this with a heavy heart, knowing that we can never return to the days we once shared. I will always love you, Alistair. I will carry the memories of our past in my heart until the day I die. But you have a wife now. Queen Elizabeth is a good woman, and she deserves your complete devotion. Fate has made it clear that we were never meant to be together. You found your fated mate, and because of that, what we had must stay in the past. Please, do not try to see me again..." Rowan stopped reading. His voice trailed off, and he stared at the paper in absolute shock. "Wait..." I whispered, my brow furrowing as I read the words over his shoulder. "This person... this p

My head snapped to the side, and I tasted fresh blood. “Don't ever say that again,” Rowan said. “You are an Alpha. You will act like one. I’m giving you one last warning. Stay away from the archives. Stay away from Elara. If you don't, I’ll do more than just banish her. I’ll make sure there isn't enough of her left for a bond to even cling to.” He let go of my shirt, and I slumped back against the wood. “Do you understand me?” he asked. I didn't answer. I just stared at the floor. “I asked you a question, Aiden.” “Yes,” I whispered.