In a realm ravaged by war, a deposed queen, a rebellious warrior, and a brotherhood torn apart must navigate ancient prophecies, forbidden magic, and treacherous allegiances to overthrow the ruthless Empire. Will their quest for vengeance and redemption destroy them, or will they rise together to forge a new destiny?
CHAPTER 1
The full moon cast an ethereal glow over the forest, illuminating the dense foliage in shades of Silver and gray. The air was crisp and cool, filled with the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers. In the distance, the distant howl of a wolf echoed through the trees, a haunting melody that sent shivers down the spines of even the most seasoned hunters.
Galen Marek trudged through the underbrush, his boots sinking into the damp earth. His eyes scanned the surroundings, but his mind was elsewhere. Beside him, Xanthos Thorne walked with a quiet confidence, his crossbow at the ready. The moonlight danced across his face, highlighting the sharp angles of his jaw and the piercing blue of his eyes.
"Xanthos, wait," Galen whispered, his voice barely audible over the rustling of leaves.
Xanthos halted, his gaze flicking toward Galen. "What is it?"
Galen's eyes drifted away, lost in thought. He didn't respond, and Xanthos knew better than to press him. Instead, he nodded and continued onward, his senses on high alert for any sign of their quarry.
As they walked, the silence between them grew thicker, like a palpable fog. Galen's thoughts were consumed by memories of that fateful night, the night his parents were massacred by the Empire's assassins. The pain still lingered, a raw wound that refused to heal. He felt like he was drowning in a sea of grief, unable to find a lifeline to cling to.
Xanthos, sensing his friend's turmoil, shot him a concerned glance. But Galen's expression remained impassive, a mask that hid the turmoil brewing beneath the surface.
The hunt continued, the two friends moving in tandem, their footsteps quiet on the forest floor. But Galen's heart wasn't in it. His mind was elsewhere, lost in the darkness of his past, and the uncertainty of his future.
Xanthos suddenly stopped, the crossbow hanging lazily by his side, but Galen was far from fooled. He knew that all it took for Xanthos to prepare the crossbow was a split second. Xanthos's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing as he turned to Galen. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice low and even.
Galen hesitated, not wanting to bother his best friend with the sordid details of his parents' death. He didn't want to reopen old wounds, didn't want to relive the pain and the anger. Wanting to change the topic, he started to skirt around the conversation. "It's nothing, Xanthos. Just...just the usual."
But before Xanthos could press him further, a noise in the underbrush of the forest caught their attention. The sound of leaves rustling, of twigs snapping, echoed through the night air. Xanthos's eyes snapped toward the sound, his crossbow instantly at the ready.
A deer sprinted across their path, its large brown eyes flashing in the moonlight. Xanthos's finger tightened on the trigger, but he didn't fire. Instead, he watched as the deer vanished into the darkness.
He turned to Galen, his eyes glinting in the moonlight. "We're not through with this conversation," he said, his voice low and even. "You're hiding something from me, Galen. And I aim to find out what it is."
Xanthos ran after the deer, his feet pounding against the earth. He waited behind a fallen tree, his crossbow at the ready. The deer paused to munch on something on the ground, oblivious to the danger lurking mere feet away. Xanthos aimed, slowed his breath, and fired. The deer came down without a sound, its legs crumpling beneath its body.
Xanthos smiled to himself, feeling a sense of satisfaction at a hunt well done. But as he stood, he caught a whiff of smoke on the wind. He frowned, knowing they were nowhere near a campfire. Suddenly, he remembered Galen, left standing alone in the darkness.
Xanthos tracked back, his senses on high alert. He paused in his tracks, the deer he had shot forgotten, the crossbow hanging limp in his hands. Before him stood Galen, surrounded by a blaze that seemed to defy logic. The flames danced around him, yet he remained untouched, as if protected by some unseen force.
Galen's face was a mask of shock and horror, his eyes fixed on his hands as if they belonged to someone else. He looked around, taking in the inferno that surrounded him, but his gaze didn't quite reach Xanthos. He seemed lost in a world of his own, one that was rapidly spiraling out of control.
Xanthos's heart racing, he took a cautious step forward, unsure of what he was witnessing. "Galen?" he called out, his voice barely above a whisper.
Galen's eyes locked onto Xanthos, his face pale and shaken. "I-I did this," he stuttered, his voice trembling. "But I don't know how. It just happened."
Xanthos waved off Galen's concern, though his own surprise still lingered. There could only be one explanation for this phenomenon. Galen had been Marked, set apart by Gifts that could be his undoing.
Xanthos's mind flashed back to his youngest sister, Elara. She had been Gifted, too, and the Empire had taken her, forcing her into their army of Gifted soldiers, the First File. He had lost her, and the pain still lingered.
The Empire's persecution of the Gifted had created a culture of fear. Those with abilities like Galen's lived in constant terror of being discovered and captured.
But why had Galen's Gifts manifested now, after all these years? Xanthos knew that only his uncle, Archivist Orion, could provide the answers they sought.
For now, Xanthos pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on comforting his stricken friend. He placed a reassuring hand on Galen's shoulder. "We'll figure this out, Galen. Together."
But Xanthos couldn't shake the feeling that everything was about to change – and not for the better. If Galen was indeed Marked, their lives would never be the same again.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Five years ago, he upped and left his wife without informing her. He had always felt unworthy. As a result, he decided to go and become a better man. It took him five whole years of daily hard work. When he was satisfied, he returned as a powerful and honorable man. He intended to start a family with his wife. But he got back to meet the greatest shocker of his life. He actually had a daughter!
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"