Revenge of Her Wolves

Table of Contents Revenge of Her Wolves | Court of Fae and Firelight | Book Two Dedications Part One | Envy, Enemies, and Deception | Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Part Two | Blood, Bonds, and Vengeance | Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Epilogue The Fae Queen’s Warriors Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Revenge of Her Wolves Glossary Books by Tara West Revenge of Her Wolves Court of Fae and Firelight Book Two Copyright © 2023 by Tara West Published by Shifting Sands Publishing First edition, published June 2023 All rights reserved. This book is protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America. Any reproduction or other unauthorized use of the material or artwork herein is prohibited. This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents, and dialogue are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Artwork by Trifbookdesign.com Edits by Jade Taggart –––––––– Four shattered hearts. Three deadly enemies. Two innocents lost. One chance at peace. Though my identity has been revealed, I’m left with more questions than answers. Why did my parents fake my death and erase my memories? Who sent the mercenaries to kill my wolf protectors and me? Will the Fae prince I love ever forgive me for hiding my dark secret, the only thing I suspected about my past life—his half-brothers are my fated mates? Will my mates set aside their thirst for revenge long enough to help me find the children born out of our one night of passion five years ago? And, finally, will any of this matter if we are all doomed to die in the cruel king’s court? Dedications To Holly, Mommy’s most perfect Angel Princess—forever missed and in our hearts. We will never forget your wiggly nose, the soft pink on your ears, your sassy thumps, and your sweet butterfly kisses. Binky freely over the rainbow and eat all the Craisins and bananas until we meet again. To Susan, I’m so glad our paths have crossed. Your feedback is amazing! Thinking of you. To Amanda, Cheryl, and Sheri, thanks so much for catching my oopsies! To Jade. You caught a few really big oopsies. Thank you! Part One Envy, Enemies, and Deception Prologue Tarianya My daughter fit so perfectly on my hip, as if I’d been carved especially for her. I nuzzled her cheek when she gave me that cherubic smile. I was alarmed by her canines, for they were getting sharper every day. My daughters were a daily reminder of their wolf-shifter fathers, for they had their silver-blue eyes, they loved being outdoors, and their smiles were far too feral. Deep in my gut I knew they were destined to be not just wolf shifters, but witches, too. I held tightly to Ember, the more introspective and quiet of my toddlers. My twin sister, Shirina, followed me up the narrow path with Aurora, my bold and adventurous child, on her hip. My daughters were my primary source of joy after our father forced us to dwell deep within the dark Periculian Forest, which sat beneath the looming mountains by the same name. It was always gloomy here, a mirror of my miserable heart. This was the most treacherous part of our journey to the village, stepping over gnarled roots and dodging stinging branches while hiking up a steep incline, all while trying not to drop my child or the basket of soaps tucked in the crook of my arm. We’d just come from bathing in the falls. Our hair was still damp, plaited on top of our heads so as not to soak our gowns. Our skin glowed beneath the orange rays of the waning sunlight streaming through the pines. We would have to get inside soon, for even though it was warm in late spring, the nights still brought a bite to them. My children loved bathing in the falls. It was their favorite thing to do, though it didn’t take much to make them happy. Unlike me, whose soul was always shrouded in a dark cloak of gloom while I struggled to accept all that I’d lost. Ember and her sister Aurora were all that were left of their fathers, mates I’d only spent one night with before my world had imploded. An unusual hush fell about the forest, and I stopped as if I’d hit a wall, wincing when a bar of soap fell out of my basket with a thunk. Shirina swore behind me. “I almost ran into you.” “Sorry,” I breathed. My nostrils flared as I scented a change in the air. Adrean was here. I looked behind me at my scowling sister as she picked up my fallen bar of soap and put it in her basket. We’d once been mirror images, but now there were obvious differences in our features. Perhaps it was that her face and figure were fuller. I barely had an appetite these days. Perhaps it was that her moss-colored eyes didn’t have dark circles beneath them after three years of crying herself to sleep. I should’ve been jealous that her honey-kissed skin had retained its youthful glow and her hair as dark as a raven’s wing was still long and full of luster. I didn’t care, though. Not when I could only think of vengeance against the king who’d taken so much from me. A howl rang out, and Shirina’s scowl deepened. “You don’t have to answer his call.” “I do.” For my father-in-law wouldn’t be pleased if I didn’t. She nodded toward the path ahead. “We have to heal Claudette.” Claudette, the mousy human villager who’d spent most of her life being sick was always struggling with one ailment or another. Though she’d been born to a family of witches, Claudette had no magic and was