LOGINRAVEN“Eilís, answer me!”He ignored me. His gaze remained fixed on the window.“You let him take control!” When he still ignored me, I took a step forward and hit his back in anger. He didn't even flinch. “Stop ignoring me!”He finally turned to look at me. “Apparently it's one thing we agree on.” His eyes flickered down to my stomach.I gasped. “Eilís.”“You got what you wanted, didn't you? My consort?”“Why are you acting like I purposely wanted to get pregnant so I could become the ‘consort’? It was the only way to avoid punishment for treason! It's not like you had any other way!”“You should have waited. You should have asked me. You should have consulted me before you did it!” he threw back.I threw up my hands. “We've argued over this before! You know I had to do it. There was no other solution!”“You should have told me! And not decided on your own! You should have trusted me!”“I do trust you,” I said, my voice dropping softly when I saw how deeply I’d really hurt him. “And
RAVEN My gaze was locked on Eilís. Why was he frowning? Why wasn't he happy? I was finally accepted. Shouldn't he be happy? “Go forth and celebrate, and tonight we shall hunt!” the King said. The howls seemed to get higher before everybody slowly dispersed, until I was left with the King sitting and grinning from ear to ear. Eilís slowly stood up, the frown not moving from his face. I took his arm before he could walk past me. “What's wrong?” When he raised his eyes to meet mine, I was shocked at the anger I saw there. “We need to talk,” he said, pulling away and walking out. I stared at his back, my heart suddenly in my throat. I didn't remember doing anything wrong. Did I do something to annoy him? “Raven,” the King called before I could go after Eilís. “Yes, sire?” I turned and bowed as I walked toward him. He gave me a smile, his gold eyes bright and glowing. “You don't need to do that anymore.” He chuckled, raising a hand to rest on my shoulder. “I will send Denis to ass
RAVENThe King stepped down from his throne, his presence dominating the dais. I stood completely still by the middle pillar, the heavy fabric of my robe suddenly feeling like lead against my skin. He wasn't smiling anymore, but the dark satisfaction on his face was undeniable."Today, we honor the preservation of the royal lineage," the King began, his booming voice cutting through the silence of the hall. "The Goddess has seen fit to bless this house, and the pack will witness the official binding of the heir."I glanced at Eilís again, but he hadn't moved an inch. His posture was rigid, his hands clasped tightly in front of him.m. Why was he so still?"His Grace," the King continued, gesturing toward me with a wide hand, "has fulfilled his initial duty to the crown. Therefore, he will take his rightful place among us."He turned slightly toward the side of the dais, where two priests dressed in grey robes stood waiting. Between them, they carried a large silver tray. The flickerin
RAVENThe maids dressed me in an elaborate silk robe inspired by the court's traditional designs. It was a soft, pale pink fabric draped heavily off my shoulders, exposing my collarbones and the upper part of my back.I scoffed mentally. Show off the marks, why don't we? Not like they don't already see the claiming mark, but now we had to show them the love bites too.But I had to admit, the silk was beautiful. The wide collar and sleeves were framed by a thick, ornate border of gold and light blue silk, heavily embroidered with dark floral patterns and twisting vines. To finish it, they fastened long, dangling silver earrings to my ears that brushed against my neck with every movement."You look very beautiful, Your Grace," one of the younger maids whispered, smoothing down my hair, which now cascaded much longer past my shoulders. "The colors suit you.”I couldn't even bring myself to look in the mirror."We must proceed," their leader announced, adjusting the fur-lined cape over my
RAVEN The morning sun broke through the curtains, hitting my eyes and forcing me awake. I instantly bolted upright, my heart pounding as my gaze swept the room, looking for any sign that the Wolf was still present in the room. He was nowhere to be seen. The room was empty, quiet, and completely still. I let out a shaky breath, moving to slide my legs out from under the furs, but the moment I shifted my weight, a sharp ache flared up from my lower half. A choked groan caught in my throat, and I immediately collapsed back onto the pillows, gripping the mattress. “Damn monster,” I cursed bitterly under my breath. Every single muscle in my body felt bruised, and my joints throbbed with heat. I gritted my teeth, carefully trying to maneuver myself out of the bed a second time, moving an inch at a time to avoid triggering the pain in my ass. A knock on the door made me freeze in panic. My hand flew to the sheet, ready to pull it up to my chin. But then my brain kicked in. The Wolf
CW : NonCon Panic locked my throat. I didn't hesitate—I scrambled away from his touch, rolled off the bed, and flew across the room toward the doors. I yanked the handle, kicking the wood loudly in a desperate bid to alert the guards outside. But two massive, strong arms closed around me. The Wolf dragged me backward, lifting my feet completely off the floor. I thrashed against his grip, but he hauled me across the room and threw me violently onto the bed. His weight descended over me, pinning me down flat. Warm lips closed over mine, pressing hard as they tried to force my mouth open. I ripped my mouth free and cried out, "Stop!" “Be as loud as you want, little bird.” He whispered against my lips. “Stop it!” The Wolf didn't stop. If anything, my protests only seemed to incense him. With a loud rip, my robe was torn down off my legs, leaving me completely naked from the waist down. I took advantage of the momentary release and tried to scramble off the bed, but he dragged me
RAVENA few minutes after Mirabel left the room through the passage again, dinner was brought up by a servant who wouldn't even meet my eyes. Denis had stood beside him and made sure the man tasted the food first. He then waited for a few minutes, eyeing the servant as if expecting him to collapse
Mirabel turned the brush over in her hand, her thumb tracing the wolf-head engraving. "Homage," she repeated, her voice gentle. "Is that what they call it now? Sending the puppy back to the kennel to remind the breeder who owns it?" "It’s a tradition," I insisted, though the word felt brittle in
My father began to lead the way, we reached the base of the grand staircase.Danica walked ahead of us, her footsteps sharp and frantic. When we reached the end of the hall, she stopped before the double doors of her own suite. She turned to look at me, and for a second, the mask of the "dutiful s
The carriage jolted as we hit a deep rut in the road. Outside, the landscape shifted from the dense, pine-scented forests of the wolf kingdom to the flat, manicured greenery of the human territories. I leaned my head against the glass. The closer we got to my father’s estate, the more the dread ti







