FELIXThree hours earlierI didn't like it. No. Scratch that. I hated it! I was forced to watch Nova being escorted by the guards as if she was an outsider, unworthy of remaining in the audience hall of a great Alpha Rainier. Who did he think he was, a King?! I knew that Nova wanted me to stay calm and pretend to accept their rules, but blood boiled within my veins, and I could feel my inner beast digging its way to the surface.Gisele must have spent all her life trying to turn bitchism into an art. Nonetheless, I would ignore her gladly. That was even my original intention… before she insulted Nova in front of me. It took all my inner restraint not to slash her throat. My mind sent me carefully crafted frames of a scene where it happened. My claws elongated, my hand raised, and my blades ripped the flesh from her neck. Her eyes dilated a split second before her venomous mouth opened, and she realized she could no longer speak or breathe. Another heartbeat later, a thin red line appe
FELIX I tried calling Nova, but it turned out that the dead battery wasn't our only communication problem. It was next to impossible to call each other, and the text messages went through only occasionally. Apparently, in the pack organized by eighteenth-century rules, the need for a telephone signal or internet was minimal, or at least it worked like that within the packhouse. If it hadn't been for all the gold-soaked flooring, walls, and ceilings, I would have thought that I was now living in a fucking Mormon village. Of course, the pack communicated just fine without phones or the internet; all they needed was a mind link. Not that it discriminated against all the wolfless creatures living within our pack's territory. My blood boiled again, but for now, I was helpless. All I could do was make a mental note to improve the signal as soon as I became an Alpha. But, could I become this pack's Alpha? The seemingly friendly future Gamma kept his eyes on me the entire time he led me to
NOVAI was so worried about Felix that I couldn't sleep. Last night, he tried to call me, but our call was disconnected after two seconds, and my attempts to call him back turned out to be useless. After another hour, I got a message from him saying, "I'll work something out. Thank you. See you tomorrow at dinner."That pissed me off and frustrated me even more. I was trying to do whatever I could to meet with him, and he was suddenly OK with waiting until some freaking dinner?! Someone could have killed me in the meantime! Of course, I might have been overreacting. We were in a new place, surrounded by hostile, scheming people. I was the one who told him to pretend to play by their rules for now, but I meant it when I said "pretend," and not to actually stick to their rules! I wanted to see Felix. I needed to see him, and after my conversation with Eric, I had a lot of information he was going to need to rule this pack.I thought about sneaking out again, but the packhouse was huge,
NOVA"Nova, wait!" Felix ran after me. He grasped my wrist and brought me to a halt.We were standing in the corridor with four guards watching us and anticipating a fine drama. Felix gave the guards a meaningful glare. "Go somewhere else." They bowed down to him and sauntered away. Whatever happened on those training grounds must have earned Felix more than just his father's respect...I gritted my teeth and locked my eyes on him. "I can't do this alone," I said, swallowing a big knot forming in my throat. "I needed you to say something, to be there for me just like I have always been for you because in case you have forgotten, I am here and dealing with all this for you."He grabbed my other hand, pulled me closer, and sighed. "Well, you're doing the exact opposite right now."I frowned and jerked my hands away from him. "What?!"His jaw clenched, but he slowly drew in a breath to calm down. "You were the one who told me to play by their rules, and now it's you who doesn't want to f
FELIXOne week laterFor these past couple of days, all the arrangements for me to become an Alpha had been going smoothly. Once I had defeated Lance, no one questioned my right to lead the Crimson Moon Pack. My cooperation with the warriors was improving as I got to know them. My relationship with the new family got better too, and yet I was still restless, constantly feeling like something was missing…Of course, I knew why I felt this way. Nova left, and I did nothing to stop her. Rainier seemed pleased with my decision. He called it taking the responsibility seriously, but I would call it being a cold-hearted asshole. I wanted Nova near me, but right now I couldn't even grant her permission to walk freely in my presence. My authority was only superficial, and the only genuine power I had concerned leading warrior groups.Another thing proving that I was an absolute ass following Nova's suggestion and listening to Eric's bits of advice. I could sense that he was still cautious arou
NOVALast night I had a nightmare. I was standing in the middle of a courtroom filled with wolves that were cursing me, snarling at me, yelling at me... My hands were cuffed with enchanted silver, and my feet were bare. When my trial began, Felix turned out to be my judge. He was looking at me without a single ounce of affection. Then he read aloud the indictment, which stated that I was accused of attempted murder.I shouted that it wasn't me, that I was innocent, but no one listened, and no one believed me. Felix stared at me with disdain and sentenced me to death. I begged him to hear me out. I kneeled before him and cried, but he walked down from the podium, smiled darkly, and cut my throat…I woke up screaming. My eyes opened wide, and tears streamed down my cheeks. I pressed my hand to my chest, trying to stop my heart from bursting out of my chest. My entire body was covered in sweat, but I was shivering as if I was freezing in the middle of summer. The sudden knock on my door
NOVAI opened my eyes and found myself staring at the unfamiliar ceiling. I was lying on a bed covered in silver silk sheets, and this bed certainly wasn't my own. Cinnamon. Everything around smelled like cinnamon—a perfect mix of spicy and sweet. I lifted myself to sit and looked around. The room was brightly saturated by the sunlight falling from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The wall, ceiling, and floor color tones drifted from dark grey through dove-like shades to white, giving the impression that this place was impeccably clean. Suddenly, the door in front of me opened, and Asriel walked inside, carrying a glass of water. He was wearing a black shirt with an unbuttoned collar and rolled-up sleeves, and a pair of black pants. A few strands of his black ruffled hair fell on his forehead, filling me with an irresistible urge to comb them up with my fingers."You're awake." He smiled and handed me the glass of water.My lips curled up nervously. "H-how did I get here?"He sat on the
NOVAI couldn't sleep. I was lying in my bed with my eyes open, and I stared at my trembling palms. I hurt someone. My powers had always served to heal people, but for the first time in my life, I used magic to cause pain. I watched blood flowing from their mouths and the wide streams of red covering their fingers, and I felt no regret. They deserved it, and attacking them was the best kind of defense I could think of. Even so, deep in my mind, I felt that I had crossed a line I had never thought I'd cross.I wished I could have told Felix what happened. That lack of signal around the packhouse was pissing me off even more than before. I needed him to comfort me. I needed him to hug me and say that I hadn't done anything wrong. I needed him to tell me that we would be together again soon. I needed him...The stress must have drained me at some point because the next thing I knew, the alarm clock roughly pulled me out of my dreamless sleep. I rolled out of bed and forced myself to do m