LOGINOwen“What the…” Diego sputters out as I slam the door behind us. I’ve brought us into the music room which is empty save for a smattering of instruments.I stare Diego down more intensely than I mean to. “What of Natasha?”My brother seems immediately on his guard. “What of her?”“Did they believe
Owen“Isaiah,” I call from the threshold to the library. The first shelf has been completely redone, and its sisters line the walls in various forms of completion.One of my most trusted guards, the one who befriended Amelia, the one who I struggle to be near for the way he reminds me of her, approa
NatashaI don’t stay at the campfire for long after Carolina and Missy are dragged off to bed by the man I found out is their uncle.I didn’t have the heart to ask where their parents are.“I think I’ll get some sleep,” I say as I stand. I’m surprised when people I’ve just newly met through Carolina
Sebastian’s smile grows impossibly wider. “Of course. You don’t have to ask my permission to talk to her.”“That’s what I said!” a male adult a few seats away says. He must be their dad or otherwise guardian.“Yeah, but,” Carolina says, glancing nervously at me again. She lowers her voice as she ret
NatashaDante was brought back to the kingdom this morning. He spent one night in the First Quarter, and warriors took shifts watching over him as he slept.Sebastian and another Sun Warrior I don’t know bagged him at dawn and walked him back to the Red Forest to find his way home. I wanted to go wi
Diego angles himself so he can see me and Marion. “This morning, before you arrived at the palace,” he says, nodding to me, “the Alpha Prince informed me of a plan to sniff out our mole.”“What mole?” I ask.Diego raises his eyebrows. “Me.”“What?” Sebastian asks. I’m confused, too.“The beheadings,
Amelia“Get up.”I avoid the werewolves’ stares as I turn toward the sound of Ava’s voice. Of course she had sat next to her mate. Even though the tension between the two of them is palpable, they at least need to keep up appearances. Even I understand that much.Now that the prince has left the b
“I wonder if they’d say the same.”He bristles. “And what about your bed partner?”“Ava is enjoying the hunt,” I answer vaguely.He smiles mischievously. “I wasn’t referring to Ava.”I glare at my half-brother.“Where is your pet?” Diego asks. “Still in your tent?”“Ava is my only bed partner,” I re
AmeliaMy burns, bruises, and blisters are still tender the next day when I go to the gym. The blisters on my hands are too raw to do any weight training, so mostly I just run on the treadmill.My feet hit the rotating surface over and over, a steady rhythm against last night’s moments replaying in
AmeliaI draw a bath for Molly and leave clothes out for her. I change into a fresh pair of clothes myself, then head back to the kitchen for more food. Thankfully it’s late enough that most people have retired to their bedrooms for the evening – including Ava.When I return to my room, Molly is cle







