*Alec*The shrieks of women greeted me as I thundered to a stop in Moon Haven. Ember’s body shuddered again, but she kept breathing. The sound of her fading heartbeat and soft breathing was the only thing that had kept me going the entire journey. So long as she was breathing, so long as she was alive, there was time–there was hope. I panted, sucking in breath after breath as my heart thudded in my ears and the women scattered from the gardens, darting into their homes with fright. I knew from what my mother told me about Moon Haven that barging in like this was likely to cause more problems between the Maidens and Whitelark, but I didn’t care. “Rash,” a cool voice said from further into the village. “Just like your mother.”My stomach churned as I saw the woman who was speaking. She was beautiful, and I heard my men gasp as they realized the same thing I did: in another life, she could have been my mother. We had the same nose and cheeks. Her piercing purple gaze stared at me w
*Rhys*After Alec disappeared down the dark corridor and Chastine seemed to be frozen in place, I left the building. My alpha had asked me to return to Whitelark, so I would. I gathered those that had traveled with us here and started the long trek home. No one spoke. A solemn silence and anger seemed to dog our every step. I hadn’t told them what that woman said about Ember, and I wouldn’t until I could tell everyone at once. It wasn’t something I wanted to repeat.In the quiet, I took notes for the address I’d have to give and what would be the next course of action. Ember’s fate wasn’t something I could take the burden of, but finding Lukas and making sure that Alec could have the revenge he and Ember deserved, that Whitelark would be ready when war finally came, was my duty as his beta.When we arrived, I gathered everyone in the castle’s main hall. People trickle in, murmuring between each other. The warriors who had come back with me split off to go home and check in with t
*Alec*How long had it been? The windows inside the Palace were weird. I was counting time by how many maidens came in and out. Some of them brought food. Three meals a day, so I figured it had been a few weeks. The others who brought bandages and salves came less frequently. Ember was still a pale, bruised, unmoving form on the bed. She was still breathing. Her heart was still beating; thus, there was still hope. “Still here, I see,” Chastine said as she entered. “I expected you to at least stretch your legs.”I said nothing. The words wouldn’t come as I stared at Ember’s pale face, watching for some change in her status. Chastine sighed and took the chair beside me before offering a piece of parchment to me. “You have another message from Whitelark.”I glanced at it and took it. Rhys had been sending me these messages steadily. This was the third one, so it had likely been about three weeks since he left. The message was what I expected: war was on the horizon. Rhys ha
*Ember*I was drifting. The pain had long since faded to the back of my mind. I didn't know where or when I was. I didn’t even know if I was alive or if I would be for much longer. My mind felt like it was slipping away like sand through my fingers being carried off by the wind. When things started to clear, everything was shadowy, like I was peering through dark water. A woman was talking to me, but her words were muffled as if she was speaking through water. She went in and out of focus, but I was terrified of being separated from her. I didn’t know this woman, I knew, but whoever’s eyes I was looking through did. The clearer her face became, the sooner I realized that she had some of the same features as I did. It was her hair, the same color as mine, that made me think we had to be related. She pulled me close. I felt the warmth of her arms around me and could have cried because of how safe and cared for I felt, how scared I felt at the realization that we might be separated.
*Ember*My eyes snapped open, and it felt as though I was awakening to the world for the very first time. My heart pounded in my ears and I could feel panic crawling up the back of my throat. I wanted to scream, but when I opened my mouth, no sound came out.Two large, warm hands gripped my shoulders firmly but gently. It was only then that I realized that I had been thrashing around, as though my body had been trying to free my mind from the shadowy dream realm that I had been so helplessly trapped within.“Ember,” a familiar voice said from somewhere above me. “Hey, it’s okay. You’re okay.”Slowly, the figure above me swam into focus. With a sigh of relief, I recognized the intense features and dark hair of Alec. The sight of him instantly calmed me, though my heart was still racing wildly against my chest.“What happened?” I asked. My voice was cracked and dry, and my mouth felt like I had been sucking on sandpaper. I knew that something bad had happened? I could remember
Chapter 49: Tidings of War*Alec POV* The hour was late, and the Palace of the Moon had fallen silent. The hush had spread into Ember’s bedchamber, where she had drifted off into a deep, comfortable sleep.I listened for a while to the steadiness of her even breathing while she slumbered beside me. The sound reminded me that she was safe in these walls. Lukas would never be able to touch her here – her or her unborn child.The thought of the child made me pause. When I had told Ember that it didn’t matter to me who the father was, I had spoken only the truth. If the pup were Lukas’, I would look after it as my own regardless. But something in my heart told me that the child was mine and that it had formed from part of me. I couldn’t explain it. I just knew, deep in my bones.Sighing, I sat up. Ember stirred beside me, but she did not wake. I smiled softly down at her. She looked beautiful in the low candlelight. My fingers, as if moving of their own accord, brushed a l
*Ember’s POV*I sat on the bed, watching Alec rush about the room as he haphazardly packed his belongings. I felt breathless and numb. I supposed that I had always known that war would come as soon as Alec had rescued me from Lukas, but it had always been an alien, abstract concept. Now that it was actually happening, I realized that I had never allowed myself to really consider what war would mean. And with my newfound mate and the pregnancy, what would happen to us?“How long will you be gone?” I asked softly, trying to disguise how my brain was reeling from this newest development.Alec paused to look at me, his face unreadable. “I don’t know,” he answered. I knew what he really meant, that he didn’t know if he’d even make it home, let alone when.Tears gathered in the corners of my eyes, but I blinked them back. I needed to strong for Alec, and for the baby. But what would happen to this child if Alec never returned? What would we do then?”“Alec…” I started, struggling t
*Ember’s POV* Lukas wanted to take me as his Queen.I wanted to scream, or cry, or vomit, but my body went numb and all I could do was sit there are stare at Rhys in disbelief.How could this have happened? I had always known that the throne was dangerous. Shifters cheated, lied, and even killed to call themselves the Alpha King of the Silver Crescent. Even my own father had murdered his predecessor, poisoning him with silver in the same way Lukas had done to him.But I had never lived through that age. I had never known a time of war in Allusia. But this, I realized, was something more than outright war. Only an hour ago, it had been the rebels against my father, the Alpha King. Lukas had sided with the rebels, even led them depending on which pack you talked to. Now that he had claimed the throne, the rebels would split into smaller factions. The result would be immeasurable chaos within the rebel ranks, not to mention the severely dropped odds of the Whitelarks succeedin