The Price Of Fate
“I learned that foolish people from this side had made a bargain with King Lucian. A bargain to weaken and break the barrier so he could cross and claim the fertileland.”
Fertileland. The word went through the field like something dirty. I felt it under my skin. Not packs. Not homes. Not families. Not forests where children ran, kitchens where mothers cooked, training fields, bedrooms, sickrooms, burial grounds, laughter, grief, living. Fertileland. A thing to take. A useful side. A place of growth for those who saw nothing but hunger and territory. Ronan’s anger darkened through the bond. Ethan’s face turned cold. The visiting Alphas looked at one another, and for the first time, I saw some