Bella made a mental note to watch out for him. The idea of what conversations he might have overheard already was nauseating, so she forced her mind down a different road. Darian was clearly less than amused by Ulric’s dog comment. In fact, the two of them seemed to be engaged in a staring match, which wasn't helping his case. Bella was becoming aware enough of the strange insular culture within the Lodge to know better than to interfere. They would work it out amongst themselves. Intervening, whether to calm Darian down or come to his defense, would only humiliate him. Foster returned with the robe and towel not a moment too soon. "Thanks," Bella said to him with a smile, gratefully pulling the robe around her and tying the sash around her waist. "You're welcome!" He handed the towel to Darian and got barely a grunt of acknowledgment and a withering gaze. The poor guy slunk out of the room with his tail between his legs. Bella imagined it wo
In the beginning, there were two kingdoms that ruled the earth," Ulric began, his voice low as he read from the open volume in his hands. "The Kingdom of the Sun was ruled by the kings of man, while the Kingdom of the Moon was ruled by the creatures of the night. Werewolves and vampires were Her chief descendants, but there were countless others. Were-creatures of a variety of species, from the majestic lion to the smallest mouse, ghosts, banshees, even angels who had fallen from the highest ranks of the Kingdom of the Sun to conduct their business here on earth.“The creatures of the night lived a relatively separate existence from mankind for a time, until the inevitable union between the celestial Lord and Lady forced them to coexist. Although the children of the Sun were weaker and their lives shorter, they were the only children of their father, who held them in the highest regard. He took such great delight in them that he was content to look upon them long past the hour w
“As the brothers argued, the Sun turned away, unable to bear the sight of the beasts of night who were beginning to rip into the flesh of his dearest child in an attempt to hide their crime. He disappeared behind a wall of clouds like none the creatures of earth had ever seen. The clouds soon split and torrents gushed from them, flooding the land.“The beasts who had begun to devour the fallen king scattered for shelter. The wolf's fur was soaked with tears and rain as he watched his brother try to escape in the chaos. Before he could pursue him, the fallen king began to rise. As he stood, his spilled entrails drew back within him and the blood that had soaked into the ground returned to his body through his palms, forcing its way through his flesh and into his veins.”My blood ran cold at Ulric's words. It was easy enough to cast everything aside as a fairy tale, but that last bit was far too similar to my grotesque hallucination for comfort. I unconsciously rubbed my hand an
Ulric closed the book unceremoniously and set it aside. "There's more, but those are the relevant scriptures. I'm sure Foster could recite them by heart." Bella took a deep breath and leaned back in her chair. "Well, I can definitely see why Victor doesn't believe any of that," she said. Darian grumbled something unintelligible under his breath."I don't really see how it helps in our current situation," Bella admitted. "Maybe it doesn't," said Ulric. "But it is the origin of the soulmate legend, which you happen to be living out right now." "How much of this carries over to today, though?" Bella looked at Darian. "Did you really go to a priest?" "We all do," he replied. "Male or female, all original wolves go to the Lunar Temple for a coming-of-age ceremony once we hit twelve. Ever since I was a kid, it's been a rite of passage and little more. I'll spare you the boring details, but you enter the temple, pay an offering of respect to the priest or priestes
Bella gave him a strange look. "My condition?""Oh. I was hoping one of them had told you. Well, around the full moon your kind of wolf gets, ah—" He scratched his head. "Are you sure I didn't explain this earlier?"She shook her head. "Not in depth.”He hesitated for another moment before settling his large hands on her shoulders. "Tell you what, go ask Clara about it later. She's much better at explaining this sort of thing." Bella wanted to ask what "this sort of thing" was, but Ulric didn't give her the chance. "Come along, my girl. We should get to Victor before your mate does."She followed him, realizing that the time she was about to be given with Victor was precious. She struggled for a way to ask the most pressing question on her mind and decided to just come out with it. "Sir, what's in those injections I've been taking?"He didn't look at her, but she could tell her question had startled him. "I told you, it's a serum to help ease the side effects from your me
"Bella?" Her voice came out shriveled and weak, so she tried again. "Bella, are you alright?"No response.She took a seat and reminded herself that if Darian saw her looking hesitant or scared for even a moment, he would come in to "rescue" her."How are you feeling today?" She tried.Victor looked up, and his expression wasn't one she had prepared herself for. The hollows underneath his eyes were deeper, shadowier. His mouth was curved into a thin, eerie smile, and his gray eyes lacked their usual sharpness. "So it's complete."She tried to make sense of his strange remark but couldn't. "I'm sorry?" "My brother's mark is complete. You slept together."Her face grew warm. She wasn't sure why she felt so embarrassed admitting it. Of all the things she had to be ashamed of, sleeping with Darian wasn't one of them."He's my mate, Victor," she said as gently as she could."It was only a matter of time," he murmured. It became clear from the distant look in his gaze that he
"I don't know," Bella admitted. "He's honest, compassionate, sweet. He's enthusiastic about everything he does and he always makes me laugh.""You are aware that you just described a dog, aren't you?"She glared at him. "Funny. It's not just that. I don't know what it is, but even though I've only known him for a little while, I feel like I've known him all my life. I know he'd do whatever it took to keep me safe."He snorted. "Everything except being here. He practically left you to die in the woods so he could chase his prey, remember?"Her nails dug into her thighs as a way to channel the anger mounting inside of her. "You said it yourself, he can't help it when he goes into that state." "A lack of control is never an excuse." "Maybe not in your world of leather whips and restraints where there's always a right and a wrong way to do everything, but that's not the real world, Victor," she muttered. "You can't live in that world forever."He smirked. "Y
"If you keep getting head injuries like this, I'm going to have to prescribe a helmet." Clara's soothing voice was unmistakable even over the ringing in her ears. Bella tried to sit up as she regained consciousness, but she was strapped down to a cot. A glance around the room told her that she was in the infirmary. She recognized the calming blue wallpaper and the elegant rose trim above it. There were plants everywhere, and a few neatly made cots beside hers. The infirmary had the same bright, feminine air as Clara's garden, and it was a stark contrast to the rest of the Lodge.It took a moment for Bella to recall why she was there, but once she remembered, she started pulling at the restraints."Easy there. I don't want to have to give you another sedative," Clara said, reaching for a clear syringe on a tray beside the cot."Victor—”"Is fine," she interrupted. "Well, maybe fine isn't the right word, but he will be. We heal quickly. I'm afraid Darian did a number on his ja