Lukas I slept terribly. It was the worst night of sleep I’ve ever had. Even worse than the night I was way too drunk at Alpha Phil’s academy. Or the night after my 19th birthday. After June had walked out of my room and I knew she had made it down the stairs to the main floor, I let out all of my anger and frustration. I slashed through the curtains with my half-shifted hands, tore the bedding from my bed, and threw whatever I could get my hands on. It was the worst feeling ever. To have her pulling herself away from me because of my mate, when she was my mate. Every fear and insecurity she had about me leaving, about me meeting someone who would replace her, was completely unfounded, because she was already the only one for me. But I couldn’t even tell her that. I could say absolutely nothing to assuage her fears. And then, foolishly, I had offered to mark her. I pretended I didn’t notice the way she flinched away from me when I said that, but it hurt. My wolf had whimpered and h
Lukas “Well, that was all a bunch of bullshit.” Dave closed the door to the guest suite behind him, and I chuckled to myself. I made my way to the minibar in the far corner of the clean, mostly white room. I poured myself a drink and one for Dave as well. He wasn’t wrong. The entire “ceremony” to welcome us to the Royal Pack was really just a bunch of posturing from Tobias, Leonidas, and Malcolm. There was truly no point to the procedure — it wasn’t even the event in which we were being asked to swear our loyalty. It was just them showing off their positions of power and trying to intimidate us with their wealth and prestige. Even the supposedly casual dinner we attended afterwards was anything but casual. I dreaded what the formal luncheon tomorrow after the actual ceremony would be like if that was their definition of casual. “It’s all just misdirection,” I told him. “All the glitter and gold and ceremony is to keep the focus off of the fact that he stole the throne away from t
Drew I pressed my nose to the ground as I walked through the pack grounds in my wolf form, the slight breeze rustling over my fur and tickling my sensitive ears. The incline of the foothills on the edge of the territory could be a deterrent to lesser wolves. But with my beta blood and my magic and newfound fairy protector powers, it was easy peasy lemon squeezy for me. Except for the fact that I couldn’t fucking find June. We were supposed to be training together, but she had disappeared. She portaled herself away from us as soon as her dad had turned his back to talk to Myles for one second. Fucking fairies, I thought to myself as I tried to catch her scent. Ever since Luke left yesterday, she’d been sulking and moping, and all of our attempts to cheer her up had fallen flat. Not even Thor had provided an adequate distraction. I felt her through the bond, felt her slight melancholy and worry, and then I finally found her scent. My wolf’s tail wagged, and I bounded off into the
Lukas The library in the palace was a beautiful room, although clearly neglected. There was one lonely werewolf manning the extensive collection of books, and dust covered nearly every surface. The rows of shelves extended back as far as I could see, and up three levels as well. So many books, left to time and inattention. The werewolf paid us no mind when we entered. He didn’t even look up from his newspaper when we walked in, and Dave and I waited to be acknowledged, but after a moment, we realized that would not happen, so we just went on our way. At least the space wasn’t locked up or inaccessible. Just completely disregarded. The king clearly needed to have access to some of the books here, which is why he kept it open, but he didn’t really want anyone to use it, which is why we had a hard time finding it at first, and why it looked the way it did. Not only was there dust on every surface, but most of the lightbulbs were burnt out or well on their way, some of them occasional
Juniper Lukas’s ceremony was in two days, and the packhouse was looking like a warehouse for party decorations. The linens and centerpieces — minus the flowers — had been delivered, and we were spending the morning in the dining room, going through it all to make sure everything was there, and nothing was forgotten. The next day, we would start setting everything up outside in the courtyard, and the day after, the flowers would be delivered and set up as well for the ceremony that evening. To say I was a little stressed would be an understatement. I was EXCEEDINGLY stressed. I did not understand how Luna Claire could look so calm and composed about everything that needed to get done in time, when I was wound up on the inside. I felt as though even the tiniest bit of added stress would cause me to snap. As excited as I was about Lukas’s ceremony, I also couldn’t wait for it to all be over. Although, that also meant I would become luna soon, which meant I would do things like this by
Lukas Once the door to my dad’s office shut, all I wanted to do was sigh in relief and shake off the heebie-jeebies that I had ever since Bianca walked through the dining hall doors at the palace. Everything about her was grating. Her voice, her personality, her over-the-top sweetness. My wolf was constantly growling at me in my head, baring and gnashing his teeth. I had questionable control over him. All he wanted to do was shift and run out of the packhouse to go kill a rabbit or a deer and bring it to June’s cottage as an apology and to show her our strength and prove to her we could take care of her. Her reaction had broken me and had almost ruined everything I had been plotting since the moment Bianca uttered that awful word at the banquet. Mate. I had waited so long to hear that word said to me, and now it had been, but not by the female who should have said it. When Bianca had sidled up to me and called me “Lukie,” all I wanted to do was shove her to the side and pull Jun
Finn I was pissed. I was so fucking pissed at that fucker. I was going to kill him. I was about ready to march over to the packhouse and demand to find out what sort of game he was playing with his mate. I knew firsthand the damage that kind of rejection could do. I wished I didn’t, but I did. At least with my mate, there hadn’t been another woman in the picture. Just a misunderstanding. I wasn’t sure what was going on with him and that Bianca bitch. Drew and I had both tried to link him when he introduced her, but he blocked us out faster than I could blink. I wanted to trust him, trust that he wasn’t completely fucking up his life, trust that he had something up his sleeve with this whole situation, but fuck, it was hard to have faith in him with how it affected June. Her reaction in the driveway was heartbreaking. To see her being so strong when he was outside, to then watch her break down once he was gone — it was awful. It pissed off both my dragon and me. We had both become e
Lukas I adjusted my black tie as I stood in front of the mirror in my bathroom, my stomach a jumble of knots, my heart beating erratically in my chest. It was a mixture of excited nerves because of my upcoming ceremony, and anxious nerves because of the impending attack from the royals. I set all of my plans, and everything and everyone was in place for the ceremony and what would happen after. I could only hope that nothing would go awry. A soft knock came at my door, and then it cracked open. “Lukie? Are you ready?” Bianca asked me, her eyelashes blinking. I bit back my growl at the ridiculous nickname and gripped the edge of the counter tightly with my hands before I turned to look at her. If I wasn’t already mated to the most stunning woman in the realm, then I’m sure I would have found Bianca beautiful. Well, that and the fact that she was a witch in disguise, and a potential spy for the king. I hadn’t missed how she’d looked right at the mark on June’s arm that linked her