Alpha Damon: “What exactly will you tell her when she comes in here?” I asked Gwyddion when he suggested bringing Silver over. He was more excited about divulging the news to Silver than in making any actual plans to do it correctly. “I need to tell her…” he squealed and I cringed at the unnatural sound. “To tell her what? That she's the chosen one? You already did that.” “But now I have actual proof.” “You’re only going to end up scaring her.” “But she has to know,” he said sharply, surprising me. I crossed my arms. “And if you tell her, what happens then? She, who is already terrified of living here will now be told about the huge role she has to play for the same people who want her dead. Do you think she will want to do it? Especially when you have no idea what the role actually is? Think about it.” “Enough,” he barked and my eyes widened. Since when did the soft-spoken Gwyddion ever bark at his Alpha? “I know you think I'm old and that I am not so capable of making good

Silver:The freezing cold air of the evening blew past me and brought me back to reality once I ran outside the palace building. I had no idea where I was going. In my haste to save Alpha Damon, I had rushed out of the building, forgetting I had no idea where Gwyddion stayed or where I was supposed to begin looking. Unfortunately, after running out so abruptly, finding Gwyddion happened to be the least of my concerns. Outside, a few guards found me and immediately pointed their swords toward me. I stepped backwards, but only hit the pointy tip of another guard’s sword behind me. Alpha Damon had not introduced me to any of the workers in his palace yet. From their perspective, I was nothing but an intruder. I raised my hands above my head in surrender, but that didn't stop them from seeing me as a culprit. None of the guards looked familiar, so I couldn't hope any of them would recognize my face from the last time I was here. The only person who knew my connection with the King was A

Silver: “So what's the plan?” I asked Gwyddion, clearing my throat and standing up. I wasn't supposed to have shown so much excitement at seeing Damon, but it was too late now. I didn't want Gwyddion or even Damon to think too much about my feelings for the King, which I had shamelessly declared when I thought he couldn't hear.Gwyddion and Alpha Damon looked at each other and smiled, and I died a little inside. Now they were making inside jokes about my feelings. Oh, god. “There is not really a plan yet, I'm afraid,” the King said, turning his full attention to me. I swallowed and struggled to maintain his stare. “Gwyddion suspects my near-death experience was as a result of some dark magic and since it intensified when I was with my men, then there's a high chance it's one of them.” “Who do you think it is?” Gwyddion asked. “Rogu,” Alpha Damon and I responded simultaneously. He turned to me but I looked away. When did I become such a mess? “Unfortunately, it's usually the less

Silver:I watched in horror as Gwyddion desperately pleaded for his life at the Alpha's feet. I couldn't tell if Damon meant to punish him or not, but I had known the Alpha long enough to know he was an impulsive person. He could sentence Gwyddion to death if he remotely suspected him of something and no one would question him. "Why do you have potions that can end my life stacked away in your lair?" Alpha Damon asked with venom dripping from his voice."My Lord. I am a druid and like all other sorcerers, I was taught to mix and create potions. I have every potion known to man, both helpful and dangerous," Gwyddion explained. I cringed inwardly, because he seemed to be making matters worse for himself without knowing. "That's what I want to know. Why do you have dangerous potions randomly lying there? Why don't you just have the helpful ones?" The Alpha seethed. Gwyddion lifted his head, but the rest of his body was still pressed to the ground. This was the first time I had ever se

Alpha Damon: She lied. I don't know why, but she did. For a moment, my mind flew to the possibility that she had been sent by Gwyddion, and this whole prophecy thing was a just a ruse from the start to get me to trust them both before they struck. Maybe I was looking in the wrong direction, when the main threat was right in front of me.This was not the first time she'd ever lied to me, and that fact greatly bothered me. She was hiding something and she wouldn't tell me no matter how much I probed, and try as much as I could to penetrate her mind and find out what it was, our mate bond could only allow me go so far. All I was left with was the feeling of her heart palpitating, and the rest of her body being on edge. Whatever was causing it was beyond my reach, and she intended to keep it that way. In all honesty, I still trusted Gwyddion. I had never doubted him for a moment, even when I accused him of ganging up against me. I had done that because of the others. As I questioned