How much more clueless can Erebus be? There probably won't be an update tomorrow so I can give my hand a day to rest. But I will shoot for the next day.
ELLA “Here is my credit card,” Erebus says as he hands me a shiny black credit card over breakfast. “You will need a gown for the Winter Solstice Ball.” I look from the black card in my hand and back to Erebus, then back to the card once again. “Wha… What kind of gown do I buy?” “Traditional Victorian,” Erebus says as he shoves another forkful of eggs in his mouth and thumbs through his emails on his phone. “What? Where?” I look down at the elite card in my hand once again trying to gather my thoughts. “Where do I even buy a traditional Victorian gown?” “There is a dress maker in town,” Erebus says with a wave of his hand like it is no big deal. “Have her make one for your friend too.” “You… You are inviting Sophie to the Winter Solstice Ball?” I stutter in shock. “Who are you and what have you done with my Dark God?” Erebus only chuckles as he wipes his mouth and places a small kiss on my forehead. “I will see you later Vixen, I have work to do.” With my mouth wide o
ELLA My arms stretch out to my sides and the feel of empty cold sheets meet my hands. Sitting up in the bed I pout at the spot that is usually taken up by my Dark God. He rarely leaves without saying goodbye. Flopping back on my pillow I try to choke down the nerves that are building in my body. Tonight is the night of the Winter Solstice Ball. Tonight is the night that Erebus has decided to introduce me to his pack, to the city as his mate and Luna. My mind is swirling with what ifs. What if the lycans don’t accept me? What if they notice that I bear Erebus’s mark, but he doesn’t bear mine? Should I mark him before the ceremony? Do we mark each other during the ceremory? What exactly is customary in lycan ceremonies? My head is swirling with so many questions that I begin to develop a migraine. There is only one person that can put these feelings at ease, and he isn’t here by my side. Throwing my feet over the edge of the bed I rush to the closet and throw on the first
EREBUS Today is the day of the ball and there is too much to do but all I want to do is to lie here and be next to this vixen that the Moon Goddess gave to me. The light breaking in through the windows casts a halo around her and she looks like a goddess herself. Her long, dark hair sparkles in the light and her eyelashes flutter as she sleeps. The runes on her arms that were once black are now a glowing silver color. Every time I touch her body the runes shimmer brightly as if they are emitting their own light. Wrapping my arms around her I pull her in for one last cuddle and her bare ass wiggles against my body. Even in her sleep she manages to turn me on. Slowly and carefully I remove my arm from under her pillow and prop my pillow against her back, hoping that she remains asleep. She will need her rest for tonight. Last night I told her that I would be announcing her as the next Luna and Queen of Lycan City. I could tell that she is terrified of being named but eventual
ELLA Emmett knocks on the bedroom door and I yell for him to come in. Cracking the door just a little he peeks around the opening and covers his eyes when he sees that I am still in my towel. Sophie and I are laying on the bed throwing popcorn in the air trying for the other one to catch. “Luna,” he whispers while he tries not to look in my direction. “The stylist team is here.”Pushing myself up on my elbows I groan. “Fine,” I sigh. “Send them in.” Emmett opens the door and a team of three female she-wolves rushes into the room. One is carrying a large make-up case, another has a bag full of hair products, and the last is carrying an oversized dressing bag. Two large chairs are brought in by some of the guards and set in the center of the room. Sophie is grinning ear to ear with excitement and I only wish that I could share it with her. In the midst of all of the chaos I am still thinking about how Erebus doesn’t want me to be his Queen.“Hello Luna,” the one with the dr
VANESSA “What do you mean you can’t let me in?” I screech at the guard standing in front of the ballroom doors. “I am sorry, Miss,” the guard says stiffly. “But we have been instructed not to let you into the ball tonight.” “This is some sort of mistake,” my voice is shaking with embarrassment. “I am the daughter of the former Beta of this pack. The rightful Luna.” “I was instructed to take you to the dungeons if you do not comply,” he says coolly with a bit of a smirk on his face. “You will be the first to lose your position when I am Luna,” I scream as stomp away into the night. Not wanting to face the embarrassment of going home and telling my father that I had been rejected by the King once again. I head into the woods near the ballroom and listen to the music wafting from the party that I could not attend. My hatred for that rogue grows by the day and I cannot wait to cause her down fall. Erebus will be mine if it is the last thing that I do. “Shouldn’t a beauti
ELLAWinding through the green house tables I try to put as much distance as I can between Erebus and myself. His beautiful blue and green eyes have swirled completely to black orbs, and I can feel his anger radiating off of him in waves. He stalks me around the tables slowly. “What are you running from, Vixen?” His voice is low and gruff. Lifting my skirt I travel further back into greenhouse while the sound of the rare winter rain beats down on the glass above me. “I’m not running from anything,” I lie. “You could have fooled me,” he growls lowly and in an instant he is standing in front of me blocking my way. “You kissed Vanessa,” I say quietly, not daring to look up into his black eyes. “She forced herself on me,” the irritation is apparent in his voice. “She has been banned from seeing me or you ever again. If you don’t believe me ask my guards.” His eyes flicker between black to blue and green and I can tell that Erebus is struggling to gain control back from his
Hello, Lovely Readers. I just wanted to let everyone know that I have heard your complaints about chapter 37 and 38. I apologize to anyone who feels cheated. I did revise chapter 37 and plan on revising chapter 38 within the next few days. I do not know how long it will take for these changes to be seen on the app. You will get a few extra memories on top of what you already have read. I felt like it was important to include those chapters for those that did not read Fated to the Enemy to provide some clarity on a Silver Wolf and the problems that come with being one. Once again I want to apologize to anyone that felt disappointed. I do hope that everyone contines to read.
VANESSA I fall to the ground with a thud. My head is spinning as if I had too much to drink but I refuse to vomit in front of this witch. Pulling myself unsteadily to my feet I take in my surroundings. The room is impossibly dark, but my eyes adjust easily to the lack of light. I find myself standing in the center of a small cell. A small cot sits in one corner and a bucket in the other. Approaching the heavy bars on the door I reach out a finger to touch them and the sting of silver causes me to draw my finger back. Hushed voices are echoing down the long corridor outside of my cell. “We did not ask you to bring just any Lycan, Lilith.” A woman’s hushed voice travels to my ears. “You were meant to bring the child.”“The child is well protected,” Lilith’s voice rings out in return. “This one may be able to help us get to the child.”“What makes you think that she will be so willing to turn on her own,” the first woman asks with curiosity.“She wants the same thing that we