Nomia povTonight is the full moon. I woke up feeling anxious. Aminta is pacing in my head. Restless. Anxious. Eager. I feel mostly dread. What if I fail everyone by losing? What will happen to Breanna and Bridget if I lose? On more than one occasion Zared has made it clear that they are protected by me. What if I can no longer protect them the way I can now?“Triton's Trident Dysnomia! Stop that thought train! We won’t fail.”I stop pacing the room. “Why not? How can you be so sure of that?”“The Moon Goddess is on our side. She wants us to win. She sent me to you to ensure that. Everything that ever happened to you happened for a reason. Breanna and Bridget’s wolves know it, they put their trust in you. Everything has led up to this moment.”My knees tremble, “I’m not born for greatness. I’m just a slave…” my words trail. “Neptunes nipples, Dysnomia! You are a dragon princess! Your mother was fated to the dragon prince! She was taken from him. You are the product of love and destiny
Zared POV“Aminta?!” Gunther screeches in horror, sounding like a cat who just had a bucket of water dumped on him. “Why is this so bad?”“Aminta is one of the oldest wolf spirits; she's a protector that always brings her mission to a successful end. Pseudea doesn’t always bring her mission to a successful end. She’s distracted or over courageous or promises more than she can do. She is only here on earth when the Moon Goddess really needs something done. Or when Aminta is bored and wants to shake things up.”“Have you defeated her before?“I can’t remember. We only get to keep some memories of past lives. Maybe we were mates before. Maybe we were mortal enemies. I don’t know.” “Didn’t you recognise her then?”“Zee, if I have no or only vague memories how do you think I would remember how Aminta looks? How would I know what her scent is like? Also these change over lives. She may be auburn it this life, black in the past and white in the next life.” The full moon is at its apex, M
Dysnomia povFor the first time in my life I belong somewhere and not to someone. Though I do have to inform him that I am no longer his possession. But I consider that a formality. I am free, no longer a slave in some form. The feeling is bittersweet. I want my freedom but I wanted it with Janus not with Zared. It feels wrong to treat Zared like my slave but I do want some form of revenge. He nor anyone else can give me back the years I lived as a slave nor can the damage done to my body and mind be undone. But I want something, maybe just acknowledgement? I do know that I have a plan that Aminta and I talked through. With Golden Claw usurping Red Star there are only a few packs left in werewolf territory. The rest of the land being no one's land, basically rogue territory. I want to take over those few packs and turn the whole werewolf territory into a country. But first I need to become Luna. I want the pack to know that I am the real Luna. So I will mark and be marked by Zared.
Zared povGunther and I are at odds. With a snap of her finger Dysnomia has changed us into her personal assistant. We lost our office and have to find a new room to create an office in. It has to be smaller than Janus’ gamma office that she has taken as her office.Maybe to irk me maybe because it’s most efficient she has given my big luxurious office to Blagdan and the three men Janus deemed suitable for gamma. Adding the warrior I wanted to kill at Red Star to the band of merry Delta’s. I understand what she is doing. She is creating a group of men she can trust to oversee everything. I just don’t like not being the one in control. We do get to mate with her and mark her before the ceremony next week. I look forward to that, especially now I know that I won’t be turned into a weak side kick. Others will barely notice the difference in me. Gunther however is furious with the changes. He desperately wants an out. He even considers going rogue. “We’ll build up a new pack and then ta
Dysnomia povI look at the market stalls being put into place for tomorrow's ceremony. Breanna and Bridget have really gone all out in planning the festivities. They enjoyed it and it was obvious that Zared was beyond clueless on how to organise it. There will be musicians and a dancefloor, games for the children and competitions like archery for the adults.I notice I’m giddy, I’ve never been to a festival or something like that before. Now I have the power to organise one. Nearly everyone has been given the day off. Those that have to work at a stall, competition or in the food industry have to work, but everyone else is off, including the slaves. Tomorrow I will become Golden Claws Luna. The day after that we will leave for the human realm. I think it will give me some closure I can find things to use on Zared so that he knows what he put us through. “Not sure it bothers him the way it bothered you and the others,” Aminta points out. “That seems true,” I have to admit, thinking
Zared povDysnomia wants to turn the world order around. She has ideals she is now hunting down. Gunther and I decide to indulge her. Aminta might have defeated Gunther under the light of the full moon but that doesn’t mean every woman can dominate every man. She wants to install a matriarchy, men being inferior to women, it’s not going to work out. The world is the way it is for a reason. Men, especially those of Alpha blood, are stronger than women. As alpha’s sleep around a lot we have a lot of offspring. Ending slavery is another one of her weird idealistic romantic ideas. There is simply not enough money to pay them as cervantes for the work that they do as slaves. Besides that, owners of slaves should be compensated for their loss. Who is going to pay for that? Whole is going to arrange housing? Education? Most of them are too stupid to remember their own name. How in hell are they going to survive by themselves?Her idea of bringing all the lands under our reign is excellent t
Dysnomia povThe older woman who opened the door has bright blue eyes that look into my soul. She introduces herself as Celeste. I immediately like her when she sends Zared off to the bar and ushers me into a room which seems to be the inspiration for Zareds sexroom. She lets me take it all in before she sits me down at a small table. Without asking she places a mug of tea in front of me and takes the other chair. She cradles her mug and seems to be thinking about something.“I hardly know Zared, he’s been here a few times. But I know he has some… some outdated views on sex and relationships in general. I guess you and Zared are in a relationship and it's not going smoothly? Inside and outside of the bedroom?”I stare at her. Her directness, her bluntness. I don't know how to deal with that.“We are in a relationship and we have some struggles,” I admit to her.She humms, “And for whatever reason you don’t want to leave him. So he’s decided to bring you here so you can learn a few tr
Zared pov It was an eye opener to hear that Dysnomia wants me to experience the same things she did. But what she isn’t taking into account is that I have the mate bond pushing me towards her. Maybe, more importantly, I’m not her. I can endure to achieve a goal. My goal is and always has been to be the most powerful alpha. I needed her to be able to kill Ahriman and I didn’t even know it at the time. I assumed I would need her power. But I needed her to get Ahriman into Golden Claw where I could capture and then kill him. Another difference is that I, unlike women, don’t think too much about things. I enjoy the sensation of her massaging my prostate. Yes, it’s slightly awkward especially with Celeste watching and coaching Dysnomia but I park those thoughts. “That doesn’t make it easier to earn her forgiveness,” Gunther dryly remarks. “We need her to achieve our goals.” “With Ahriman gone, we no longer need her. The few remaining Alpha’s we can handle by ourselves..”“Getting rid