I don’t have time to comb through my emotions and see what I think of King Harvey. How much does he love me to break protocol so we can go to this Fate Party? He is mad at me, but I am mad at him so is that fair? He listened to me but didn’t understand. Did I understand him? Of course, I would keep him away from a war zone. That is all he was trying to do… but is he overreacting? I hear King Harvey punching the punching bag in our training room. One hit after another, each grunt of force he exerts echoes through the hallway. I wonder how loud we are when we make love… maybe that is why he jumped at buying our cottage. Walking into the training room, I hear clear as day the power of his punches against the bag. Each punch is an impossibly hard hit against the bag. I walk by him, and watch his fist go straight through the bag. King Harvey’s face is ashen and sweaty as he stares down at me. In this harsh light, I see the bags under his eyes clearly. “Are you okay?” I open my arms to
As we lay in bed, I let my mind wander for a moment. Never did I believe I would be in bed, naked with a werewolf king, let alone being married to a man that would kill and die for me truthfully. In this moment of peace and glory of my orb, my heart beats powerfully in my chest. I have gone from maid to married in no time. I do love King Harvey. I understand him wanting to protect me. Cradling my husband’s sleeping head to my bare chest and seeing the soft silver glares of his scars from war, my heart sinks to the soles of my feet. “I am sorry you went to war, King Harvey. I am sorry I fought you. You must be so scared. It is hard to picture a man like you as scared…” King Harvey looks up at me and smiles, his fangs poke my chest. “I am thankful you understand. And allowed me to keep you up an extra hour. Rest. I must teach you werewolf history tomorrow in preparation for the party.” It takes no convincing. I fall asleep as soon as my eyes close. King Harvey wakes us up early a
King Harvey sits beside me at a round table as he and the kings continue to speak of war. Eventually, King Harvey breaks down in laughter at some funny tale that I don’t get to understand. Meanwhile, the wives and I are still taking notes on what exactly to teach humans about werewolves, but werewolves about humans as well. A mutual understanding will bring both sides to an equal group. I wish I had the courage to ask about half-breed children, but I don’t. I have mentioned hospitals for innocent people and they like that idea, those that have been hurt in battle or otherwise will have a free place to go for help. “Elena,” The King of the East’s wife says. “We do need to see some of your luna powers…” “Why?” King Harvey tenses beside me and I hear the quiet click of his talons. The King of the East catches the sound and makes eye-contact with King Harvey. “My wife will not harm yours, Harvey.” The King of the East comments icily. “Very well.” King Harvey places both hands on the
In a blur, King Harvey takes us back to our castle and the men walks off to train. Beta Tom looks at me as if to ask a question, but simply walks away. King Harvey frowns as he wraps an arm around my waist, guiding us to the library.“Beta Tom is very anxious for your answer, Elena. He is desperate for your blessing.”I sigh. “Are you sure of him, King Harvey?”“Do you believe me a liar, Elena?” King Harvey raises an eyebrow. “I have not lied to you about a thing, why would I start with Beta Tom?”“She is my sister, King Harvey. I raised her, I worry, I worry and worry some more.”King Harvey warmly smiles at me as he squeezes my waist, pulling me to be body and body with him. We walk in step.“You will make an excellent mother, Elena.”“What about aunt?” I grumble, knowing that I do trust King Harvey, which means I do trust Beta Tom and will give him the answer they both want. I never asked Emily what she thought of him….“Speaking of aunts!” A tall woman with long straight, soft bro
King Harvey’s aunt and uncle leave at midnight, promising a soon return. I lay in bed beside him in silence, my mind running with all these plans to train. I must get a baton that extends, I must talk to Emily about Beta Tom before running into him tomorrow. I must buy a breast-pump or several of them. I must keep training. “You healed the King of the North, Elena.” King Harvey whispers as he runs his taloned hand down the side of my face. “I am so proud of you my heart could rip at the seams.” “Did I heal him all the way?” “Enough to save him, Elena. I wouldn’t be surprised if he tells everyone. This will work great for us.” I sit up. “It will?” “Yes, Elena. You are an ally. They will look upon you kindly.” “Oh! How good! This will help you too!” “I just want your safety, Elena.” King Harvey draws my hands to his lips and kisses them. “I am so happy for your growing abilities and confidence.” “Thank you. Can we rest now?” I feel foolish to ask, but my eyes are drifting shut.
After baking a small cake for Emily and Beta Tom to celebrate, I see that King Harvey is missing. Placing the iced cake to the side to rest, I dash off to our bedroom and see he is sitting at the edge of our bed, staring out the window seriously. “Honey?” I call King Harvey, who barely moves his head. “My parents are coming, Elena.” King Harvey’s jaw doesn’t even move. “I must say I hope it is positive news.” I shrug. “It must be, King Harvey. I have proved myself and have done nothing wrong.” “You never did anything wrong, my wife.” King Harvey stands and is at my side at once, pulling me into his warm chest. “Is there cake for us?” I can’t help laughing out loud at his innocent question. “Yes, yes. I made two cupcakes for us.” “Lovely.” King Harvey grins. “I can cover you in icing.” “Later, Harvey.” King Harvey’s mother states coolly. “I see that Beta Tom will be married shortly to your wife’s sister.” Faintly, in the distance we hear Beta Tom screaming for joy over their e
The weeks pass by faster than I can grasp them. Every day I train with King Harvey for five hours a day. He and I have found a sync that makes my heart sing. King Harvey can now read me with a glance because of our bonded power. My hands react to my thoughts when it comes to using my powers. It is as if my luna powers are a small pond of water, that I can draw water from as often as I need, if I don’t overdo it. I can even see the pond whenever I close my eyes and clear my mind. Taking a seat beside King Harvey on the floor, I share his gaze. King Harvey is staring at his armor as he sharpens my dagger, not even looking at the blade. “You are doing very well, Elena.” King Harvey says as he continues to sharpen the blade. “Recall what I said about your mind? Do you understand now?” “Yes, as long as I keep my mind open, everything works well!” I kiss his cheek and he moves to look at me, grinning happily. “You will be able to fashion an armor of your own with your powers, Elena. Th
Emily runs her hand through my hair and sighs. “I made a beautiful braid for you today, Elena. It is finally your Luna Queen Ceremony!”“I am terrified!” I manage between my chattering teeth. My clammy hands light at the idea of the ceremony, but my stomach hits the floor when I glance outside. Every single king, wife and beta are waiting outside the castle in golden seats for me.“You can do it! I have seen you cover your husband in a red orb three times!”“Only last night!” I shut my lips tight to not throw up. My stomach lurches back and forth like a ship lost at sea.Sighing into my shaking hands, I wish I could be anywhere else.Suddenly, warm arms hug me from behind and keep me steady. King Harvey rests his head on my shoulder and says nothing.In the body-length mirror in front of me, I ignore my ugly face and the rest of my flaws. Instead, I stare at King Harvey. His impeccable brown hair is combed to the side, as if we are headed to church, and the morning sun drips down his