“Let me see that.” Finn reached for the watch I was holding. I looked up at him, hesitant to let go of my father’s watch. He gave me a small smile, “I’ll be careful with it.”I felt Darren’s hand slide around my waist as I dropped the watch in Finn’s hand. I was quiet on the outside, but my mind was racing. Maybe it was foolish to hope that this might mean my father was still alive. After all this time, if he was alive, he would have found his way back to my mother. A little note in a watch didn’t mean anything, but I guess there was still a little girl in me who wanted her daddy to still be alive. It would be nice to at least have one parent still around.I felt Darren’s nose trace over my neck as he nuzzled into me. He must be getting anxious because I was being quiet but I couldn’t find the words. Instead, I smiled and reached up to brush my fingers over his cheek. I wanted him to know I was okay. I was just thinking.“Interesting.” Finn murmured, making my eyes snap up to him. He
To say it was tense was an understatement. We were all in Milo’s forest room, and Darren flat out asked them if my mother, Evette, was a Waiting Lady. I could tell by the way their bodies tensed that she was. Right now, it was a quiet showdown.“Don’t bother trying to lie.” Finn plucked a leaf from a tree and began to slowly shred it. “I am analyzing you and detecting your body language. For now this will do, but Darren has authorized me to use my elite skills if it becomes necessary.”“Darren!” Milo gasped.“The truth, now!” Darren’s hand trembled with rage. I wrapped my hand over his fist and gave him a small smile.“Anger won’t help us think clearly.” He nodded his head at me but I could feel the menacing aura around him. I think, deep down, he was hoping it wasn’t true, and now it was clear that it was.“Evette was a Waiting Lady.” Winifred looked directly at me. “She was a direct threat to the crown, because she was never supposed to be one. It’s a long story.” I watched as Milo
“I would never have killed Allissa. I couldn’t.” Milo glanced back at Winifred and it was obvious he didn’t know how to continue.“It was all my idea to kill her. Milo was covering for me, but I figured the last king knew what he was doing. He wanted that line gone for a reason, and after Milo nearly killed me, I didn’t want my sons to experience the same rage. If there was a way to get rid of the curse, I was going to do it. No matter what was at stake.” Winifred looked up defiantly. “I would risk everything for my sons. Even you both hating me, as long as it meant you would have the curse removed.”I could feel the darkness seeping out of Darren. His fists balled tightly as his lips curled up angrily.“We are past that now, son.” Milo quickly added. “We know that the curse will be gone soon.”“And if it isn’t?” Darren growled. “If, after the baby is born, the curse doesn’t go away...” He stopped, and I could tell he was unable to even say the words. Lyle, however, didn’t have any pr
I gripped the cold stone ledge, my knuckles white as I watched the somber procession below. Darren, Lyle, and Milo escorted Winifred down the winding path, their faces grim masks in the fading light. My heart twisted painfully in my chest.Anger and pity warred within me as I watched Winifred’s hunched form. I think she had been raised in such a way that she couldn’t escape herself. She was so caught up in thinking she was doing her duty that she forgot what it meant to be a mother to her children. But the idea that she would still try to kill me ... what the hell was wrong with her? I thought we were making progress.I didn’t think she was an evil person, but she needed help. She needed to understand that being a mother should have come before her duty. And I was still trying to come to terms with what she did to my own mother. Had she not scared my mother away, the curse would have ended a long time ago. However, then I wouldn’t have been born and I never would have met Darren. I co
My heart pounded as I rushed through the castle corridors, the stone walls a blur of gray in my peripheral vision. Darren's scent lingered in the air where he had passed through earlier, teasing me, drawing me forward like an invisible thread connecting us. I needed to see him, to feel his strong arms around me, to lose myself in those piercing green eyes. To make sure everything was okay between us. The ache in my chest grew deeper with each step, a physical manifestation of my longing. The only thing helping was knowing I would see him in just a few moments. I rounded a corner, my pace quickening, when a large hand clamped down on my shoulder. I gasped as I was spun around, coming face to face with Ivan's imposing figure. His golden eyes bore into mine, his expression stern. "Slow down there, little queen," he rumbled, his deep voice echoing off the stone walls. "Darren's occupied with urgent matters and can’t be disturbed right now." I opened my mouth to protest, but the words
DarrenI paced my private office like a caged beast, each step echoing off the stone walls of the castle. My breath came in ragged gasps as I ran my fingers through my hair, tugging at the roots.“Damn it all,” I growled, my voice barely above a whisper.The image of my father’s broken expression flashed through my mind, tearing at my heart. But what choice did I have? My own mother, threatening my mate, my Ally…A wave of protective fury washed over me, setting my blood on fire. My hands clenched into fists, claws extending involuntarily.“I had to do it,” I muttered, trying to convince myself. “For Allissa. For our child.”But the doubt gnawed at me, an insidious whisper in the back of my mind. Was there another way? Could I have reasoned with her, made her see she was wrong?No. The memory of my mother’s treacherous words of killing Allissa had my body trembling. A snarl ripped from my throat. The scent of cinnamon intensified as my anger built, filling the room with spice and heat
AllissaDarren had engaged in the food fight until he suddenly had to leave. I wasn’t sure what came over me, but when I saw him, I had to flick sauce at him. In a strange way, I think we both needed it … a moment of normalcy and seeing that everything was okay. I reached my fingers up to my lips. The way Darren kissed me before he left ... there was so much love. Undeniable love. It made me feel so silly for doubting him. I would try to convince myself of his love the next time my emotional wounds resurfaced.I rinsed the suds out of my hair and shut off the water. I wrapped myself in a fluffy towel with a frown. Darren took Finn and Ivan with him this time. Something was going on and I needed answers. I looked around the bathroom and realized I didn’t have any clothes to wear. I gripped my towel and opened the bathroom door.My eyes locked with Lyle’s surprised blue ones. His face heated red and he quickly spun around.“Sorry, Issy ... I didn’t realize ... and I ...” he sputtered, m
The scent of stale potato chips tickled my nose as I blinked awake, disoriented. Lyle’s muscular arm was draped over me, a half-eaten chip still clinging to his lips. I stifled a giggle as I carefully leaned out of Lyle’s embrace. The velvet couch cushion shifted beneath me as I escaped, making Lyle stir. I ran a hand through my tangled brown hair as I looked around. Darren still hadn’t returned, and I couldn’t help but start to worry.“Morning, sunshine ... or is it afternoon?” I looked over at his blue eyes, and he gave me a lopsided grin as the chips crumbled from his face. He swiped at his mouth and his cheeks reddened in embarrassment. “I guess I pigged out.” He then glanced at me. “Darren is going to put a rope around my neck for falling asleep next to you.”“No sign of him yet.” I couldn’t help the frown that formed on my lips. Lyle’s brows furrowed as he sat up more, placing his hand on my shoulder. “None of that. You just woke up. Besides ... you just ignored the part about my
Darren“Who sent these?!” I clenched my fist around the photographs, a chill of shock rippling through my veins before it burned away. For a split second, my stomach turned as I glanced at the pictures of my mate and brother. But only for a second. Then, I realized there was no way. Those were the two people I trusted the most, and I wasn’t going to stop now. However, these pictures were a problem. Who had taken them in the castle? And who had access to the royal hallway?! This was a problem I was not comfortable with. I needed to call Ally and let her know. This was a security issue, not a mate issue.“It was left outside your tent,” Ivan said, as Dayanara plucked one of the pictures out of Darren’s hands.“No trace of anything. The photos are real, but the messenger made sure they blocked their scent and any traces of their aura.” She studied the picture for a moment before giving it back. “Allissa doesn’t seem like the type to—”“She wouldn’t. And neither would my brother. These pi
It had been days, and I hadn’t heard anything more about Darren. I was completely focused on solving the brainwashing in the kingdom. We now had some suspects and detailed descriptions of methods that were used. Lyle and I were going over the evidence when Milo burst into the room.“Is it true?!” he growled, putting Lyle immediately on the defensive.“Is what true?” Lyle glanced at me and I gave him a small shrug. I had no idea what he was talking about either.“You’re sleeping with your brother’s mate!”Milo yelled, and I spit the tea I was sipping all over the place. Lyle quickly moved behind me and began patting my back.“What the hell, dad?!” Lyle growled as he looked at my face. “Are you okay?”“Not really.” I looked at Milo. “Lyle has fallen asleep on the couch a few times, but I would hardly call it sleeping in my room. But you didn’t mean just sleeping, did you?”“Are you cheating on Darren?”Someone hold my crown, because I’m about to explode. Me?! Cheating on him? That wasn’
I sat on the couch in the dark with my feet tucked underneath me. My growing stomach was making getting comfortable a challenge. Lyle had stayed with me all day working. I caught him looking up at me with worried eyes a few times, but I pretended not to notice. I know he was trying to gauge how I was doing. It wasn’t until it was time for bed that he finally left my side.Now that I was alone, I realized that, at the time, I didn’t want to think about it at all. However, now that I had a moment to myself, I was in deep reflection.It wasn’t right for me to doubt Darren because of the pictures. For one, they were pictures and didn’t explain the scene fully. Maybe Darren was getting medical treatment? Maybe the woman was giving him support? Yes, the pictures looked intimate, but maybe this person was now a close friend of his. There were many unknowns.There are also enchantresses that could have bewitched him, and I couldn’t forget the changeling I fought against. It looked and smelled
I wandered down the dimly lit halls, my footsteps echoing softly as I searched for Lyle. I knew he wouldn’t have gone far, but I thought it was odd he wasn’t in plain sight. My gaze caught on a room to the right, partially hidden by a lush red velvet curtain. There was no door, and the curtain was elegantly pinned back, suggesting that Lyle might have ventured inside.I stepped closer and peeked inside, my eyes instantly landing on Lyle. He stood on a narrow balcony, silhouetted against the soft glow of the setting sun, gazing contemplatively into the distance with a gentle breeze ruffling his hair.“There you are.” I walked up to him as he continued to keep his gaze at the sky. “Darren is okay but … well, it doesn’t seem like he will be coming home anytime soon. I—I don’t know if he will even make it home for the birth of our child. As long as he eventually makes it home in one piece, I guess—” I looked up at Lyle’s taut face and stopped talking. “Lyle, are you okay?”“I was so relie
I stared at the desk, looking at the blizzard of papers that needed my attention. The past week had been a blur of ‘Your Majesty’ and ‘My Queen’ and ‘These require your attention.’ Demanding and exhausting.“Your Majesty.” Damnit, here comes another one. I look up from the evil papers to the messenger coming in. “These require your review and royal seal.”“Thank you.” Those were the flat tones words that came out of my mouth, but my mind was saying, ‘Fuck you.’Lyle walked in just as the messenger left, carrying two cups of steaming goodness. Hot chocolate!“I have our fuel. Let’s dive into the sea of paperwork before we drown in it.” He smirked, setting my cup in front of me before he pulled up a chair.I scooted over, making room for him. “Where do we start?” I asked, motioning over the stack of papers.“We start at the top and work our way through to the bottom.” He made a spot in front of us. “I’ll read and you stamp? Or do you want to read and I’ll stamp?”“You read. I’ll stamp.”
“The watch is hot, but it was cold when it was first given to me. The heat from the watch is a type of energy, but what does it mean?!” Fury was trying to help me. She was giving me tiny hints the best way she could. I needed to think about everything she had told me. Every word could be a tip.“Gujin is a messenger. Was that his way of telling you the watch is a message?”It made sense. Maybe even Gujin was trying to leave me a clue. I guess neither one was able to tell me anything, which was frustrating, especially when they may have been involved. That would mean that Gujin knew what happened to my father. I know I’m meant to figure it out on my own, because it seems like this is the type of game the gods enjoy.“You know what? One mystery at a time.” I sighed and brushed my hair behind my ear. “So the guards have found some evidence of brainwashing?”“Evidence of ... manipulation. Mind games. Enough that it has convinced my father. He’s with mom now. He decided to talk with her an
AllissaI thought that becoming the queen would make me feel different. But I was still just me. Lyle followed me everywhere and was always helping me. There were a lot of boring things I had to read and sign. I wonder how Darren managed to stay awake. I honestly felt myself dozing several times. Luckily for me, I could blame the pregnancy.“Issy, look, this just arrived from Darren!” Lyle ran to me with childlike excitement.My fingers moved so fast as I dove into the letter. It had been days since I’d heard from him. I felt my eyes watering up. His words reflected exactly how I felt. I wish I could see him … I wish I could hold him. I wonder if he knew I was the queen now? At least I knew he was okay, but it did little to heal the aching pain in my chest.“He’s okay.” I smiled, glancing up at Lyle’s relieved eyes. “Sounds like the battles have been steady. I’ve been so worried—” The tears welled up in my eyes as I held his letter to my chest. I had barely been hanging on. My mate was
DarrenI dragged another fallen enemy across the blood-soaked earth, my body screaming in protest.“Another one,” I grunted to myself, tossing the limp form atop the pile with a dull thud. I wiped the sweat from my brow as I looked over the battlefield. It had been a non-stop onslaught for days. I haven’t even had time to send a message to Ally. I can imagine her blue eyes as she sits in our bedroom. She was probably worried and each day without contact would make it worse. I have been fighting to the brink of exhaustion. Collapsing for an hour or two of sleep and then right back at it.There were so many vampires … many were new. When they took over these towns, those who lived there either became food or new vampires. They were building their army. If that wasn’t enough, the demons who have joined them were also well prepared.I was barely able to catch my breath and another battle would arrive. I surveyed the chaos around me, that had become a frequent sight. In all honesty, we nee
I had no clue who or what I was looking at. A small, delicate person? Or something more like a fairy? The figure was small, no taller than a child, but it radiated an otherworldly power that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Delicate, translucent wings fluttered behind her, her skin as white as ivory. She wore a white, shimmering gown that flowed around her. Her face was impossibly beautiful, with high cheekbones and almond-shaped eyes that seemed to glow with an inner fire. But it was her expression that truly captivated me. A fierce determination and cold detachment that sent a shiver down my spine.The way she was staring at me almost looked aggressive, which made me defensive.“Who are you? What do you want with me?” I demanded, injecting as much authority into my voice as I could muster.“I haven’t decided yet.” Her voice was cold as her eyes fixated on mine.“You haven’t decided who you are, or you haven’t decided what you want with me? I asked you two questions