MagnusI wake up and I feel my soul is replenished. Even in my dreams she has the power to save me. I saw her last night come to me and take me in her arms. She was sleeping right next to me, her breath on my chest, her arms on my waist. In my dream, she has forgiven me. She didn’t hate me for all the games and the lies I wove around her just to keep her close.I sit up in my bed and I look around. I was in a bad place last night, half-drunk, forlorn, lost. After so long, after... I swallow to wet my dry throat and fall back on my pillow. And then I smell it. It’s her!I dive into the pillow next to mine and I take in deep breaths. That is her, the smell of my mate, my chosen one, my Luna. She was here? This was not all a dream? I tense and look at my bathroom. Empty. Where is she?That’s when I hear a noise from the room next door. No! I get up and slip into my sweatpants before I storm out of the room. Once I am in the hallway, I freeze. The door to the next room is open. I take one

AntiopeGoddess, grant me strength! I pray as his lips lick mine and I lose command of my body. I was attracted to him before but now there is no stopping it, no putting logic in the middle, not thinking what has transpired between us. There is only the fire on my skin that makes me hotter as he caresses me with fervor."Älskling,” he sucks the skin on my mark and I moan.“I... need to learn some Swedish.”“I’ll teach you,” he smiles against my mouth and picks me up.He goes up the stairs to his room and he doesn’t stop kissing me. He lets the moonlight shine in and he kneels on his bed, letting me gently on the mattress. I look into his eyes and I can’t resist the feelings I see in there.“I want you, Magnus.”“I want you too. I will be gentle for the first time, mate,” he smiles and I blush. “But after that, I can’t make any promises.”My mouth falls open at his statement. Does he know I am a virgin? I feel blood fill my face and I hide it in my hands.“Nothing to be embarrassed, li

AntiopeThe Butcher. Now it all makes sense. Why people fear him. Why they avoid his glance. I was right the first time I saw him at the Mating Hunt. A ruthless Alpha. A hard male. A ferocious wolf. A Viking warrior that brings death and destruction.That seems so long ago as if it was in another lifetime. How many times my life was turned upside down since the day I received the Royal Invite to the Hunt? And through all these twists and turns, I ended up right where I was meant to be in the first place. I was a fool to doubt the Moon Goddess.I never would have thought I would be mated with a male like him. That I would see his hard side and push through to see the real him. To listen to the reason why he became that vicious wolf everyone fears. Why no one dares to cross him or his territory. Until now. At the thought, I frown. Why now?Magnus groans pitifully and ends my wonderings. I pierce through the bond and his ache hits me hard. He truly believes I will leave him. Why now and

AntiopeI wake up completely disoriented but satisfied as Hell. I sit up and I look around. I am by the lake still. A smile blooms on my face. The day had been one of the best in my life. It would have been the best if the threat of something ominous wasn't looming over us. Other than that, it was perfect.I stretch my limbs and enjoy that sweet fatigue I still feel on my body. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that we are both virgins that makes us insane with want and uncontrollable passion. I simply can't get enough of him, of every inch of his body, of every little expression on his face. And my body can't get enough of his, no matter how many times he makes me come screaming his name.Thinking of the delicious things he did to me all through the night, my body comes to life. There is one thing missing: Magnus. He is not by my side. I glance at the lake hoping to see him swim in the water with his strong arms and then come to me - hopefully naked - with droplets of wate

MagnusAntiope, Antiope, Antiope, Antiope. That’s all I can think about. A constant prayer that I foolishly believe it could become a magic spell to make her appear before me. No!I would never wish for Antiope to see me like this ever. It would break her heart and I would die seeing her hurt once more because of me. One night together. That’s all we got. If I never see her again, I will always remember her spread on that shore after the night we spent together. I will die with the memory of that soft, sated smile on her lips.“We are going to see them again,” Henrar refuses to give up and I thank him for that.I look around once more in despair. I have no way of knowing where exactly we are but I know we are North. The dark cave is hidden deep but I would recognize that sharp cold anywhere in the world. Maybe norther than my borders, in the territory of the Rogue King perhaps. Though I have smelled no rogues. I am up against an enemy I do not know and that makes him the greatest thre