Chapter 10: Whispers from the Packlands
Kael’s voice haunted her dreams. Not the Kael she had known in the moonlit quiet, when he traced her collarbone […]
Aria thought the hardest part of being Kael Draven’s mate was learning to lead beside him. But when his first love returns, Kael chooses legacy over love—severing their bond before the council. Cast out and carrying his secret heir, Aria must rise from rejection to reclaim her power… and make the Alpha beg on his knees.
Kael’s voice haunted her dreams. Not the Kael she had known in the moonlit quiet, when he traced her collarbone […]
The human city loomed ahead like a mirage of steel and sorrow. Its skyline cut jagged shapes against the morning
The witch’s promise lingered in Aria’s mind long after they left the grove. Zara walked ahead in silence, leading them
The silence of the forest wrapped around Aria like a shroud, broken only by the crunch of her boots on
The moon hung low over StoneRidge like a watchful god, pale and unforgiving. Morning hadn’t yet fully broken, but the
It began with a flicker. A subtle tremor deep in Aria’s chest, like the flutter of a moth’s wing brushing
The sun had long since set by the time Kael returned. Aria sat alone in the suite they once shared,
Aria didn’t speak as she left the council chamber. The doors groaned closed behind her with a sound like stone
Aria didn’t leave the council hall during the recess. She couldn’t. Her limbs felt too heavy, her chest too tight.
The summons arrived before dawn, carried by a courier in ceremonial red. He bowed his head so low Aria wondered