LOGINBETA GARREN'S POV I choose the old mustering hall to having this 'talk' because I've noticed the walls here are far enough from any uninvited or eavesdropping werewolf to listen in. ... Even with werewolf senses. This place sits behind the kennels and the grain sheds of the Pack, half- swallowed by ivy and the other half by pure wood. There are no banners here and no carved wolves to glare from the beams, there are only several rough benches, a low dais, iron sconces sweating pitch, and the faint, familiar musk of oath- sweat and spilled beer. Perfect. THIS is just what I need; an excellent and comfortable location. I arrive before the second bell of the Pack rings and personally push the doors wide open, watching lamps that had already been light and set up burn low. As I stare at them, lost in my thoughts while I strategize, my ste
ELAYNE'S POV While Daddy leaves for his chambers, I stop briefly at mine then order a couple of serving Betas to let my dear 'friends' Urgh. ... Know that I'll be coming to see them for tea and berries. Of course they sent back word and agreed immediately; tea and berries are 'sneaky' words they use for saying there's juicy gossip. That's one reason why it'll be so easy to manipulate them, why I've been doing that so easily with my 'goody loving girl' image for all these years. They just lovvveeeeee the taste of scandalous stories; indulge them and you'll be in their good books. A chuckle escapes my lips at that moment; seems like all the pretexts and mixing up with other werewolves even though I hated it are finally paying off. ... But why did it have to take so long for those useless serving Betas to come back to give me their response?
ELAYNE'S POV "But Daddy," I whine. "What if I say she’s cursed, won’t that make the superstitious ones cling to favour her?" I roll my eyes as I add, "They might say rant about her pitiful she is. The last thing we need is that Daddy." I'll throw up if that happens. “Indeed pup, but you won’t just say she is cursed,” He corrects. “You will say that Royal Omega means ‘curse-born.’ As in, the kind of Omega whose bond breaks a pack. Spin a tall- tale about you coming across a prophecy in one of the old chronicles.” Immediately I hear that, I snicker. Daddy's right. Many of those high ranked werewolves, even the rich ones have never read a chronicle in their lives. ... And if there's anything I'm so good at, it's lying and playing pretend to the finest. A large smile tugs at my lips then, "Thos
ELAYNE'S POV "Before you go pup," Daddy says suddenly looking so serious as he sets his gaze on me. "There is something else you must know.”I frown at that. “What is it?”Daddy's lowers his voice then, “It appears the Lord Alpha and the High Priestess believe the Omega girl is...” He pauses, disgust hitching in his voices as he mutters, “... a Royal Omega.”I scrunch my nose, “What does that even mean?” Hell, that sounds like a line of a ridiculous song the lower kitchen serving Betas would sing while scraping pots.Daddy gives me a look then, and sighs. "This is serious pup. I'd dismissed it when they spoke about this privately. Both recalling what you said about the witch's spell not having any effect.." He shakes his head, "I think it might be true." Scoffing, I cross my arms about my chest, "What's so important about being a Royal Omega Daddy? What does it even mean? Don't tell me she's of noble blood, that thing only belongs in filth." Hearing my words, Daddy looks down a
ELAYNE'S POV I can't believe the turn of event; I'm burning inside, and I want to scream so badly.No, I want to spit at her and tell her to her face that the earth is dirt and so are those filthy Omegas, but I hold my tongue.... Especially since her aura is still weighing me down to the floor, keeping me pinned there.How humiliating.“Lord Alpha Theron is not your errand boy,” Lady Luna Mairead's voice reaches my ears then, making me stiffen as she continues. "... Neither is he your broom for sweeping at the moon. He is the leader of this pack, and while he leads, you will follow accordingly.”I glance at Daddy then, hoping he will at least stand up for me, but he has gone very still, his head even more lowered.And just then Lady Luna Mairead’s aura flares even more, causing me to wince."This," She orders firmly."... is the last time you'll bring this matter here. The mate bond is between my sons------ the Triplets Alphas------, their Omega, and the Moon Goddess. It is not fod
ELAYNE'S POV What in the name of---------Her aura is so much that it blooms in my ears, sending me forcefully to the floor, my knees connecting to the floor painfully. I feel Daddy's hand clamp on my forearm, steadying me out of reflex, but as I take a pained look at him, I see his own spine bowed over, his knees also in touch with the floor.I can't can't believe this, so much power.I raise my eyes, looking at the Lady Luna in shock and open mouthed bewilderment.“Lower your eyes,” She says harshly, though her voice is so calm.Faced with her Luna command, without even thinking, my head bows low, my hands falling to palm the floor while my back spasms from the overwhelming pressure and power coming off her.Damn it, I wasn't expecting this.My lips tremble as I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, rage boiling in me as I feel my wolf also bow lowly, baring her furry neck in submission.Nonsense!Ut------ utt------- utterly nonsense!I shouldn't bow to anyone, I should have all the
IRYN'S POV Fenric is standing in front of me now, and he's stripped to a plain black shirt, with the sleeves rolled to his elbows and his dark hair tied back at his nape. Now that I'm looking at him from a little distance, I can see that there are two knives hang at his hips and honestly he looks
NYALL'S POVFenric was right, Orien is being selfish.I rub my thumb across my knuckles, trying to ease the pain Orien had punched in there.I heal fast so there shouldn't be any visible bruise by now, but it still hurts.What the hell is wrong with him?If he doesn't care about what I and Fenric f
ORIEN'S POV We crash across the room in a tangle, hitting surfaces with our shoulders. Both our claws are extended, but we don’t fully shift------ regardless of how large the room is, it’s too small a space for both of our wolves to fit in.However but our wolf is visible in our arms, our knees a
FENRIC'S POV “I can't believe I’m being the responsible one now.” Muttering, I look down at the blade in my hands.The fight between my brothers is still on my mind, and I can still smell it in my shirt even after I stripped and washed.I couldn't really stand being near them again and play the c







