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SIGRUN“Yes, your hatred for me was communicated perfectly through that kiss,” he said drily. “Ugh, you’re insufferable.” I scoffed and shoved at his chest, needing to put some distance between us. But of course he didn’t even budge.He smirked, but soon the amusement in his eyes faded and he turned sober. His eyes searched my face as though he was committing my features to his memory. Something strange tugged at my heart. “The North is no longer safe, Princess. Our borders were attacked a week ago. I lost good men.”Oh. The fight went out of me as soon as his words landed. People had died. “Is…Is that why you had to leave that night?” I asked softly. He nodded. “Yes. We had to make it to Linewatch as soon as possible. I spent the rest of that night on strategy discussions with my men. It is why I couldn’t come back to you. I should have informed you before we rode out. Or sent a message across while on the way. I was wrong. In the future, I will make sure to keep you informed abo

SIGRUNI blinked at his tone. Uh, excuse me?"I...beg your pardon?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him. We were practically at the center of the courtyard, and he was raising his voice at me when he was the one who left? Yeah, I didn't think so. He leaned into me and repeated, "I said, where the fuck are you coming from?" For a second, I just stared at him. The audacity. The absolute, breathtaking audacity of this man who had brought a new wife to his home and promptly disappeared for seven days without a single word to her. Then he suddenly materialized back home, and somehow I was the one being interrogated?Alpha or not, I didn't care. Where I came from, respect was an important part of any relationship. Especially marriage. The fact that I wasn't from here didn't mean I had to stroke his male ego. I snorted. It was void of humor. "That's amusing. That's really amusing."His jaw tightened. "What is amusing?""The fact that you're standing here demanding answers from me when yo

“What does that mean?” I asked. “What story?” What the hell had the Northerners been saying about me? I was curious as hell. I'd thought that they were above gossip.Elara simply laughed nervously and righted a supply that was askew on a shelf. “It is nothing too damning, I assure you,” she said with a slight wave of her hand. “Just that no one had seen you out and about ever since the Alpha brought you to the North. So, it…reinforced the rumors.” I narrowed my eyes. “What rumors?” She had the grace to look uncomfortable. “Well, that you…the Southern princess from Windsmoor…is a, well, my apologies, but there is no softer way to say this…” she exhaled, “a noble snob. Like most Southern nobles are.”I blinked. Huh. Coming out had been a really good idea, after all. People thought I was being a snobby bitch by staying indoors, when in reality I had spent the last seven days trying to adapt in a new environment, in a castle that was as huge as a small country. Now I knew what Meghan

SIGRUNThe morning air carried a sharp bite that made my nose tingle as I stepped out into the courtyard.A stable hand was already waiting beside my mare.The sight of her immediately improved my mood. Never thought there’d come a day where I missed a horse, but here we were. She lifted her head the moment she spotted me, ears perking forward, and nudged my shoulder as I approached.“Someone missed me.”Her warm breath puffed against my cheek.I scratched the white patch between her eyes and frowned thoughtfully.“I need a name for you.”Something that didn’t sound like I had stolen it from a children’s storybook.Unfortunately, my imagination had failed me completely.“Maybe it’ll come to me eventually.”A throat cleared behind me.I turned and immediately remembered that I wasn’t simply riding into town by myself.Two enormous men stood several feet away. Each sat atop a massive black horse with a wolf banner inscribed in silver. The wolves were identical to the one on my pendant.

SIGRUNSeven Days Later...I was bored out of my mind.It wasn't the normal kind of bored.Not even a "there's nothing good on Netflix" bored.I'm talking trapped-in-a-massive-mountain-fortress-without-WiFi-and-my-werewolf-husband-had-disappeared-into-the-northern-wilderness-a-week-ago-without-informing-me bored.There was a difference. A very important difference.For one thing, normal boredom usually didn't involve several hundred thousand square feet of gothic architecture. Seriously, Pillak Towers was so enormous that after three days of exploring, I still wasn't entirely convinced I'd seen all of the east wing. There were corridors that seemed to exist purely because somebody's ancestor had looked at a perfectly reasonable wall and decided, "Um, you know what this needs? Another hallway."There were staircases that led to other staircases. There was an entire gallery dedicated to dead Northerners that glared judgmentally out of oil paintings. I was almost certain that one of th

VARULThe moment the dining hall doors closed behind me, the scent of my wife became fainter.I disliked that immediately."This had better be fucking good, Darren," I said.I was in a foul mood.Not least because I had been seconds away from carrying my wife upstairs and locking the world outside my chambers when he had appeared.I had briefly considered the pros of having his neck on a guillotine for cock-blocking, until he had telepathically communicated the word Death to me.As members of the same pack, we operated with a hive mind that was only activated when it was necessary."It is, Alpha," he said solemnly. "I would not have intruded on your dinner otherwise.""Details," I said.He matched my large strides as we moved through the corridor."Two scouts returned from Linewatch. Both are barely alive. We have sent for Orasmus the healer."My jaw tightened. Sending for the healer meant it was bad.The fortress around us remained quiet. Most of the household was rounding up for the