Elara Driscoll

Erin was born into poverty, a "border dweller" at the very bottom of Wolf City. Orphaned at a young age, she made a living by working as a servant for the wealthy, pretending to be mute.

No one knew she actually possessed the rare "Silver Tongue Bloodline"—her voice could awaken the spiritual core of a dying Alpha. For this reason, she had been told from childhood never to "speak."

One day, she was forced to sign a "lifetime care agreement" and sent to the snowy plains of the Northern Realm to look after Prince Sear Umbra, an Alpha who had been paralyzed by war wounds.

Silent howl

“You will sit straight, Prince Cyr.”


Cyr rolled his eyes. “I’m in a wheelchair, General Norven. Straight is the best you’ll get.”


Across the long council hall, diplomats from four clans shifted uncomfortably.


The spring thaw had arrived, and with it, marriage offers wrapped in silk and gold.


Clan Fendral sent their twin daughters. Bluevera sent a widow with eyes like knives. And Snowmountain sent no one but a contract—expecting his signature.


She stepped forward, graceful as ever, tray balanced on one hand. Her presence—silent, steady, strange—set the entire hall murmuring.


The envoy from Bluevera sneered. “Is this the servant you’re rumored to be keeping in your bedchamber?”


Cyr looked up. “Careful, Lord Asten. You’re embarrassing yourself.”


“I’m only stating what we all suspect. That you’ve rejected marriage for a mute girl who probably can’t even—”


Chapter 7 – Scandalous Protection