King of Moon and Claws (Wildwood Shifters Book 1) by Milly Taiden

Author:Milly Taiden [Taiden, Milly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Latin Goddess Press, Inc.
Published: 2024-07-05T00:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

BASTIAN

Bastian sat marveling at the woman who was his mate. He stirred the entire time Serife encouraged her, the ambassador appearing rather taken by the blonde, inexperienced witch. A pang of envy struck him. The presence of his wolf was palpable, but he managed to work through it.

He thanked the witch ambassador for her council, and they made plans to start Elora’s training in the witch kingdom. He and his mate escorted the witch from the castle, then once the doors closed, he spun around to Elora.

“Would you like to walk through the gardens with me?"

She stood there, adorable in her emerald tunic, gray eyes shimmering with promise. She nodded but appeared somewhat hesitant.

“I would love to,” she said.

It was only noon when the witch came to visit, and a good two hours had floated by. The sun was bright and high in the glistening sky. Bastian led Elora out the back doors and into the gardens, which were vast and concealed behind an iron gate.

“We keep our most rare plants and vegetables in the kingdom here,” he said, pulling at the gate. “You’ll be privy to quite a few exceptional sights and revelations between these walls.”

Elora ducked under his arm as he held the gate open, which was grown over in wisteria, blooming in stunning vivid purple flowers that hung idly in long clusters. She appeared intrigued to him, but still not completely open.

He feared he may have done some damage by raising his voice to her and committing her to imprisonment. It wasn’t thoughtful on his behalf.

Plus, the way she had utterly beamed at the presence of the witch ambassador and her exhilaration at the extensions of her abilities made his heart feel like it was being pulled at the thread.

He walked behind her through the weaving pathways, her luminous blonde hair blending with the brilliance of honeysuckles, rose of Sharon, Blue Puya, and Parrot’s Beak. She appeared interested in them, stopping to sniff each. He watched her with quiet admiration, his body aching with longing.

“Hmm, this is gorgeous,” she muttered.

“Let’s keep going. I want to show you where I go for runs. It’s just along the edge of the gardens here."

Elora followed him, not saying a word. Though he could pick up the change in energy as an intuitive shifter, he struggled to grasp what was going through her mind.

When they got to the edge of the gardens, they slipped through another gate, one heavily disheveled and weather-worn.

“I tell my gardeners not to clean up back here,” he said, pulling back a long thicket of vines. “It’s the only way I can get some privacy on my runs."

Elora’s eyes lit up with interest. She ducked under him again as he held up the curtain of shrubbery, passing through the gate and emerging on the other side.

Bastian followed, tucking the grown-over weeds back into place. Elora stood with her arms folded, deliberating in front of a steady row of evergreens and red maples.

“Why are you showing me this, Bastian?” she asked.

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