Gavin paced his office, worrying his lip. The celebration was already underway with more people arriving by the minute. These plans he’d had to get rid of Laurel had been weeks in the making, yet he was having to change his plans quickly. He had not expected Adolph and Laurel to be so guarded even here. None of their entourage was swayed by promises of money or status. They seemed more offended by the idea and on the verge of giving everything away. There were no openings in the royal retinue where he might squeeze in one of his operatives. The royal cooks who had arrived and taken over part of his manor’s kitchen to prepare food for them were more guarded than even their bodyguards. They had knights inside the kitchen, keeping the staff divided though they were making all the same dishes. They didn’t even share utensils!No matter how he looked at it, poisoning Laurel to get rid of her unborn offspring, and hopefully her, wasn’t an option unless he wanted to end up dead as well.He
*Laurel?* *Where are you?*Laurel looked up as Adolph’s words came to her mind. She followed Delia through the garden away from the lights of the ballroom and into the night. The moon was full above them as they walked. “So, what is that you wanted to speak to me about?” Laurel asked. *I’m outside with Delia.*“I…” Delia blew out a pained breath as they walked. “It’s going to sound really insincere, considering everything, but…”They came to an outcropping of rock. She could barely make out the sounds of the party in the distance. The scent of wine and the wind made her shudder. Had it been so long since she was waking up screaming in terror from the memory of being pushed to her death. She looked up at the moon and felt the memory surfacing just a little, but pushed it away.*I’m coming to get you.*“I wanted to say I’m sorry.”“Sorry for–”Alice growled, *Move!*Laurel turned around just as Delia lunged for her and shoved her back. Her feet slipped, but she leaned forward, avoidin
He settled Laurel into his lap as the carriage began to pull away. It had been a night of revelations and surprises. He had never known that Gavin couldn’t shift, though he wasn’t surprised that Gavin had hired staff that also couldn’t shift, whether they were human or simply out of contact with their wolves. He had never expected that Basil had gone through the shift alone. The grief made his heart clench. The first shift could be terrifying. Without guidance, it could have done so much damage. Then, there was the matter of his son on the edge of going rogue. He’d had his suspicions about them not being fated mates, but he had never imagined that they had no mating bond beyond a marked bond. His head ached. Basil would need treatment and he would need to speak to his son about his shifting experiences. Basil told him that he didn’t remember. Did that mean he only shifted under duress? Did he blackout during it? Had he ever *truly* shifted or did he just think he had? If he had
The silence was deafening. Laurel wasn't sure if she could handle hearing anymore. It wasn’t even a part of Morrigan’s plan, but Delia’s jealousy and hastiness? Her death had served no purpose other than satisfying Delia’s ambition? She hadn’t allowed herself to think about who had killed her, but she’d had plenty of ideas about why. They revolved around the kingdom’s stability and Basil’s incompetence. When Eden had her kidnapped, she had wondered if he knew why Laura had died, yet his answer as he lay in her arms had been honest. Morrigan hadn’t even seen her as an obstacle to getting Delia married to Basil. How could anyone be so cruel? She wondered, staring at a loss at Delia. Adolph squeezed her hand.“So why attempt to kill me?” Laurel asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Delia glared at her, “You’re just as much in the way as she was. What else?”Delia growled, turning her head and glaring at Eden, “Stop making me say things!”Eden lifted an eyebrow, “I didn’t. You’re j
Laurel didn't want to watch the execution, yet she stood at Adolph's side as Delia was dragged up to the execution block. She cried and wailed, declaring how innocent she was as the herald read the charges in a sharp brisk tone.The guards held her down against the chopping block as she screamed and pleaded for mercy, tears streaming down her face, yet she felt nothing.No remorse.No guilt.Had she been a real threat to their plan? Basil didn’t care for her while she was alive. It was only after she was gone that he’d seemed to realize her worth, and what woman needed that? Still, she wondered. If she hadn’t died. If she’d never have met Adolph and Basil had come to find her, would she have gone with him? Would she have forgiven him if not for his love then for the kingdom?Alice scoffed, and she almost laughed at the thought. No. She wouldn’t have because even at her lowest, she’d believed that she deserved better than the sham of a relationship they’d had. When Adolph had returne
With Delia dead, she thought that maybe things would get easier, but there was still a feeling of danger looming around what felt like every corner. She’d hoped it would vanish as the days went on and her stomach grew larger, but it didn’t. If anything, it felt worse. She could only hope that Adolph's trip would help ease some of it. When the Wiccan delegation including Eden returned to the Wiccan lands, she had thought that maybe Adolph would relax, but she supposed that until they knew for sure that Gavin wasn’t a threat and that all the threats they had ever suspected had been neutralized, there was no chance that they would ever have peace.Adolph was almost certain it wouldn’t even be that simple, no matter how much he may have wanted it to be. There was still something wrong. His wolf still felt restless. Maybe Eden was still a threat. Maybe not.He'd find out soon enough. Eden was a cunning man. He'd either get Adolph alone with a plausible excuse or he'd manage to kill him in
“Luna Laurel,” a servant called. “You have visitors in the west parlor.”Laurel smiled and nodded before rising and following the servant. She had been expecting an alpha-luna pair from a potential noble pack to arrive. She assumed that the people waiting for her were them and looked forward to discussing their pack’s economic position, needs, and testing out their loyalty to the throne. She didn’t need any other traitors in their midst.As she reached the room, Alice stirred with apprehension. There was something wrong. The necklace didn’t warm with warning or danger, so it wasn’t a mortal threat. So what could be wrong?*What’s wrong?*Alice growled as the door opened and revealed Laura’s parents. She almost rolled her eyes at how well-dressed they seemed compared to the last time they saw one another when she was Laura, or even when she’d sought them out as Laurel. This had a noble written all over it. What was the plan? Use them to garner sympathy about Laurel taking Laura’s pla
Adolph and his escort reached the border before twilight. The generals greeted him grandly and he got a chance to peek in on Basil’s training for a moment before getting some sleep. It seemed that his son had taken to martial training as well as he had in his youth. A bit of pride went through him as Basil went from attacking with a sword to shifting into his wolf form and back to his human form smoothly enough to catch his opponent off guard. The smoothness and speed of the shift were usually untapped advantages in combat. He didn’t expect Basil to have to use it much in the future, but it was a good thing to have. “Would you like to join them for a bit?” A general asked. “You know you’re still more myth than man.”Adolph chuckled and shrugged, “Of course. At least before dinner.”The general grinned and stepped on the pitch before Adolph removed his cloak and followed. Basil’s eyes widened as he walked onto the pitch and took out a practice sword. He picked Basil’s partner and Bas