로그인Then I see something I wasn’t expecting to see today: the Alpha Prince and his brother arriving for the show.I reach over to get Sebastian’s attention, pointing to the werewolves we weren’t expecting. Sebastian curses, then looks up at the scarf wrapped around the lower half of my face, just like i
NatashaI try to relax into the trunk of the tree, but it’s hard to truly relax when I’m on a branch high up enough that a fall could kill me.“You have to sleep, Natasha. If you’re too tired to keep your eyes open tomorrow, you’re useless to us.”“I know,” I snap at Sebastian’s harsh words.This wi
Sebastian leads me to the left with a gentle hand on my hip.The six of us spread out in pairs, still able to see each other as we hide behind trees. Once we’re all in place, we peek around our trees to the horrific sight ahead.The lone werewolf sits on the ground with his back to us. Two humans li
NatashaI’m already in my training gear, so I use the time that Marion and Sebastian take to argue over whether or not I’m joining him to braid back my hair in a French braid. It takes much less time than it used to since it’s so short now.It’s Sebastian saying, “Please don’t make her prove she can
NatashaI stand next to Sebastian, the rows of tents at our backs. In front of us is a training area similar to where Isaiah and Raleigh taught me to fight. Except the training grounds at the palace have thick, plush mats on which werewolves spar.Here, humans spar on areas piled with a couple inche
“The other Quarters,” Marions answers. “That was one of our problems last time we revolted against the kingdom. I was trying to organize and lead too many humans by myself.”Sebastian’s breath comes out heavy. He doesn’t like how much Marion is revealing to me.“Over the past two decades,” she goes
Diego laughed loudly at my response. “You counted how many times I came onto you? How many would it have taken before you said yes?”Isaiah backhanded Diego in the shoulder. “Quiet down. What if Ava’s in the hallway wondering why the hell you’re in here laughing?”Diego backhanded Isaiah in the shou
Amelia“Who’s my father?” It’s not the question I care about the most. I’ll need to work up to that one.We walk through the people sitting around fires. The music has stopped, half the people no longer present, presumably in their tents for the night. I look around us at the collection of tents tha
OwenIf my mind wasn’t eerily calm and resolute in finding Amelia who I am convinced is alive, I would have space to feel pride toward my guards who are successfully managing to tame the fire. It helps that the palace is made of stone, but the library is basically a tinder box between the wooden boo
“You want to throw around the word mate?” Amelia yells. “Then use it thoroughly! We have a bond, so check it.”I hate that it’s a good idea, but I do check the bond, feeling around for her emotions. I notice a deep sadness that immediately dissipates my anger. I take a step forward, wanting instinct







