XANDER ALVERIUS'S POV "Ugh, this won't fade away," I muttered. Looking into the mirror, I could see that my wounded arm was still visible. This wound ought to have left no visible mark, as a result of regeneration. On top of that, stitches had helped it. However, what I observed was a hideous scar that looked like a birthmark.The door to the room opened, Azalea entered. Her eyes immediately fixated on my arm."Husband, what happened to you?" she asked as she carefully held my arm."Just finished disciplining your damn brother." I growled. Azalea let out a short breath, bored and not at all surprised. "What did he do?""Ignoring my orders."Her green orbs continued to observe the ugly scar. Her forehead wrinkled as her thumb rubbed gently over the stitches."The wound is stitched up. Who—""Peony helped." I cut her in, then lowered my sleeves. "Tell Stuart to clear my schedule for today. Your brother is in the infirmary, go check on him if you want."The Archmage froze in her pos
PEONY CRIMSON'S POVI shifted the phone from left to right, sandwiching it between my ear and shoulder. The bowl and mixer made use of both of my hands. I was in the middle of making lemon crinkle cookies when the call from Xavier came. "Tomorrow?""Yes, the Alphas' Conference usually lasts for two days. However, I intend to stay longer to visit the Academy library."Xavier's voice was like a pleasant melody."And I think it would be great if you could come along too. We can go to the library together."I turned off the mixer, put it down, and then held the phone properly. We were talking about finding information about the Mystwolf and going to the Academy library was the most appropriate choice. Not only that, I might also find a thing or two about my triplets' curse. My smile widened. "My pleasure." But it also immediately vanished. "But is that possible?"The Moonshadow Forest wasn’t located somewhere in this world. It was the territory within the Moon Goddess' own embrace. To
PEONY CRIMSON'S POV"Mama always makes that face after fighting with Papa."My head jerked up. Rose's clear eyes were watching me concernedly. Her dark hair frolicked in the wind that slipped in through the car window, not bothering her at all.We were on our way to the pack’s library in the southwest. Green trees scattered on either side of the road. In the front seat, Violet watched outside enthusiastically. Meanwhile, in the seat behind me, Jasmine and Gloria were chatting away.Because of the shouting match that ended in awkwardness, Xander's decision became unassailable. He even ordered Ricki to take me straight to the library-or that was just his attempt to make sure I stayed in the pack.I forced a smile that sure looked like a horse's sneer. "Is that so?""Is there a problem?" Rose asked again, concern still thick in her voice. I stroked her hair lovingly."No." I shook my head. Taking a short pause, I continued, "Papa and Mama really don't get along. You can be sure that th
PEONY CRIMSON'S POV The week flew by as I decided to suck what I saw up. I didn't talk about it to anyone. I was too engulfed in disquiet to directly ask Xander or Azalea. All I did was smile as if I'd never seen anything.My focus was floating amongst the moonlight raining down on the floor when I heard the faint sound of the door swinging open. I sat up. Xander's figure came into the light of the bed lamp. His perfectly sculpted face looked worn out as his flashing crimson eyes found me."Where have you been?" I asked softly as I scooted closer to him. My hand reached out for him, but he moved to the center of the room instead."Xander?"Three lines appeared on his forehead as he unbuttoned his shirt. The shadowy silhouette on his face indicated like he was on edge, but it was quickly hidden when he glanced away.Without paying attention to me, he asked coldly, "Why are you still up? I thought you were already asleep.""I was waiting for you."I glanced at the clock. It showed two
PEONY CRIMSON’S POVAlong with Xander's lack of attention for me, the summer had been full of secret, memorable sweet meetings with Xavier. I scheduled everything carefully, even if Xander completely ignored me, his people didn't need to know where I was sneaking off to for two hours every three times a week. Annabeth didn’t know either.Slowly the heat of the air decreased, signaling fall around the corner. After a week of my stomach feeling uncomfortable and getting tired easily, I secretly went to the infirmary, then returned to the room with tears rolling down my cheeks."Oh, Goddess...." I squeezed my stomach. Three months. It was faint, but if I listened carefully, that little heartbeat was there.I staggered, accidentally nudged the bed lamp, then sat on the edge of the bed. Still at a loss for words. I counted the dates, confirming who I was sleeping with.My memory replayed vividly the summer night where Xander somehow forgot about Azalea and we made out almost all night. I
XAVIER ASHERIUS'S POV"Are you sure you don’t need me to accompany you?"Elenor's green eyes twinkled in hopefulness as I stepped into the teleportation circle with Zed and Chadwick. "This is a scheduled meeting, not a date," I responded firmly."But—"Ever since the day Peony left White Moon, I'd be lying if I didn't notice how hard Elenor tried to win my attention. She would be coy and sweet, helpful or offering things while all she had to do was protect the pack with her power. The summer was at our doorstep. The outside temperature was rising. Members were more likely to get into confrontations because tempers erupted more frequently in hotter conditions. Also the monsters lurking outside the fortress were also temperamental enough to cause problems. Adding to the endless list of summertime issues.Elenor's face wilted, sulking. She had the power of the Goddess' extraordinary blessings but it didn't match her childish behavior. It was none of my business how she would feel. "We
PEONY CRIMSON’S POV"It never fails to amaze me how far Xavier would go for you," Gloria said as she turned the next page of the ancient book in her hands. She yawned, then looked at me and propped up her chin. Boredom floated in the library lower level’s air for the last fifteen minutes. To tell you the truth, I had almost forgotten what I was looking for amongst all these musty-smelling old pages. Still I could get ahold of myself and continued to comb through each paragraph with hope in my grasp. "I know. Even after all this, he doesn't demand anything of me, just wants me to go back to him and that's exactly what I'm going to do." I decided to take a break from reading by resting my head on the table."I'm sure Rose, Jasmine and Violet like Xavier more than their real papa."Since I witnessed their interactions and the vibe that existed between them. Compared to how my triplets behaved around Xander, that was a big difference. They knew Xander was their biological father, but
PEONY CRIMSON'S POV"I don't know what you're talking about." I denied with a half-hearted grin, "You know that is impossible. I mean, Violet is a werewolf, there’s no way for her to use magic."Arms crossed over her chest, Azalea smiled. She looked at me, as if she could read the lies smeared on my face, and cocked her head. To add to the countless list of things I didn't like about her, there were moments when I detested how perceptive her green eyes were when talking to me."Really? After you saw that with your own eyes? Didn't know you were THAT ignorant." Her tone was cold as ice. Emily's growl rumbled in my chest, resonating up to my throat."Watch your mouth!" I barked, refusing to give her a real answer. "Maybe there's another explanation you can come up with."She shook her head. "I don't, except she can wield magic. We should talk about this as well as I need to examine her more."I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, laughing blandly. Never once did I think that she car