Hera’s POVThe events that’d unfolded at Alpha Arnold’s birthday celebration had left me shocked beyond what words could possibly convey. There were several ways I’s have expected things to go south as it usually did during our celebrations of late, but the arrival of a supposed dead and cursed member of their family was beyond expectations.Just like most people in Crescent Valley that knew of the cursed tales regarding Ethan, I’d never have thought that he’d have survived long enough to be alive in his twenties. That conviction about his death had left me utterly shocked when he’s waltzed into the ceremonial hall like he rightfully owned it and everyone in it.I’d watched with an immeasurable awe while he proved his superiority by brutally killing the king who’d been the most powerful Alpha in Wandercoast, and afterward he’d crushed an elder’s skull without hesitation for speaking up against him.Despite the horrific sight it’d been to most people, it’d only spiked my admiration for
Ethan’s POVEverything had slowly began to fall into place in the past few days that I’d taken over the palace at Crescent Valley. Of course, the fear I’d immediately instilled in the hearts of the palace workers and the royal court alike had been largely instrumental in getting shit done just the way I wanted.The very night I’d chosen the dead King’s room as my dwelling place, I’d hated how his cowardly scent of betrayal hung over everything and it’d disgusted me to the pit of my stomach to have to ensure that.As soon as I’d sent my trembling mate out of the room, I’d barked out orders to the maids to get rid of Aragon’s junk that was lying around, replace it with my belongings and clean the place such that I wouldn't pick up the faintest scent of the deceased bastard.I’d also made it clear that there’d be dire consequences for them that could cost them their worthless lives if my instructions weren't followed to the letter, and they did well to remember that killing was an enjoya
Arnold’s POVWith dread, I and the members of the royal court had quietly prepared a funeral for my father because we didn't want to tick off that sadistic bastard Ethan. However, since he’d also died a lowly death that was unbecoming of a King who’d been held in high regard, it was the tradition to hold a small ceremony for such unfortunate deaths.However, we’d killed two birds with one stone by taking advantage of Ethan’s absence at the funeral. The elders and I picked a convenient time and place for a meeting of the royal court in hushed tones and communicated it with other members of the court secretly.We couldn't dare to hold our meeting in the regular hall at the palace because Ethan would easily catch a whiff of it and we’d most likely lose our heads ruthlessly before we could get a chance to explain our intentions.In the same light, he was the main topic of our meeting so it’d be absolutely foolish to have one where he’d be able to learn of our plans to overthrow his newly
Ethan’s POVMore than anything, I was sure that after how I’d threatened to kill the elders and Alphas present at their flimsy secret meeting, they’d never dare to go behind my back and pull shit like that again, except of course they had a death wish, and I’d wholeheartedly make it come through.After I’d left their shabby meeting place, I set out for the palace feeling rather pleased with what I’d done but for some reason, there was another unsettling feeling tugging at my guts like I needed something more to feel whole.I wasn't feeble enough to dwell on any emotion rather than my bloodlust so I instantly knew that those unsettling feelings in my guts were from my wolf. I also knew him well enough to know that he’d only developed those feelings when we first met our mate, and by stirring me he was fishing for another opportunity to see her.On a mission to calm his agitation, I involuntarily set out to find our mate to relax his nerves once and for all. As I walked out of my chambe
Ethan’s POVThe faces of both she-wolves before me distorted into shock the minute they’d heard a strange voice.I watched their irises dilate the minute they’d turned around to realize that I’d been the one that had intruded on their flimsy gossip session. Undeterred by their shock, I walked closer to them with my eyes trained on my mate like they could bore holes through her fragile skull if I stared a little harder.But right before I reached them, the maid beside her instinctively jumped in front of her which cut off my view. Her eyes narrowed at me in an attempt to appear bold but I could see her arms shaking slightly and I noticed that she couldn't even stare right at my face for more than a second.I’d frowned slightly at the unwelcome interruption and in that same moment, the maid spread her arms in a way that I assumed was supposed to pass as her feeble attempt to protect my mate from me.Luckily for her, I was more amused by her attempt than aggravated so I didn't feel the n
My throat dried up.My hands became unbelievably clammy.And for a minute, I thought time had frozen.It was incredibly shocking that a man that seemed like he could angrily rip my head off of my neck was suddenly kissing my lips mere seconds after barking threats at me. My hands were relating awkwardly at my sides, my eyes were shut tightly as though I was scared of what I’d be met with if I opened them and my heart was threatening to push past my lungs and explode.I had absolutely no idea what to do as his lips dominated mine fiercely and I just stayed rooted in one spot. What I knew for sure was that I’d never experienced anything quite like how he was kissing me, it was the direct opposite of the warmth and delicate motions with which I and Arnold kissed, his was one filled with immense hunger.As his lips moved against mine it’d felt urgent, demanding and like it was borne from a predatory craving to dominate me completely. A strange feeling washed over me as I realized that and
My chest rose and fell heavily as one of the many weird aftermaths of the kiss I’d just shared with my mate. The kiss with her has completely unraveled me and as a stranger to emotions, I had no idea what was raging within me.But it wasn’t just the emotions.The kiss had also felt overwhelmingly powerful, so powerful that I was confused if I was the one in control or if she was somehow dominating me the entire time. It didn't feel like I was in control despite the fact that I was doing all the kissing and she wasn't even kissing back.Kissing had never felt that way for me in my entire life, the few she-wolves I’d fucked meant nothing to me because they’d just been a means for release and I wasn't even particularly attracted to any of them.Then there was my mate, with her I felt an overwhelming desire to devour her by mapping every inch of her body and leaving marks in my wake to remind everyone that she was mine, and mine alone. I was constantly fighting the need to ravish her whol
For the first time in my life, it felt like the moon goddess had turned her back on me and I was going through a series of hardships without a plausible solution in view. I felt that way because it’d been a couple of days since Ethan barged into our secret meeting to overthrow him and his threats had caused most of the royal court members to back off to avoid losing their lives plotting against him.Since then I hadn't been able to come up with a foolproof plan to get rid of Ethan once and for all, and everything I’d thought of seemed feeble and unrealistic because I was up against someone that was empowered by a curse that made him no werewolf’s match.I also couldn't get out the fact that he also had plans to hold a Coronation ceremony soon because that’d mean that he would be king and I’d lose the throne that I’d worked so hard towards succeeding all my life.And as if that wasn't enough, he also had his eyes set on Layla, a woman who’d been a gift sent to me directly from the moon