LOGINNatashaI step out of my tent, fully dressed for the day, and nearly run smack into Sebastian. We both pull back at the last second, and I feel highly aware of close we came to touching.“Sorry,” I mutter.“My fault,” he mutters back. “I was just coming to find you.”I raise my eyebrows in surprise.
Owen“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
AmeliaMy instinct is to go see this secret passageway for myself. It’s the way I’ve always worked: planning my route and double-checking my route before I ever take off. Granted, I haven’t had a successful escape attempt… ever, so my usual routine doesn’t hold a lot of stock.Besides, I can’t unhea
I don’t know what to say to her. I feel like maybe I want to touch her more, but no form of affection feels appropriate. So I let go of her and exit the bedroom without another word.***AmeliaThe second Prince Owen leaves my room, Molly rushes over to me. “Are you okay?” she asks.I nod. “You?”Sh
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
AmeliaWe descend the stairs in silence, Molly behind me with one hand on my shoulder. We say absolutely nothing as agreed upon before we left. We didn’t know if the tunnel was being watched, so we devised hand signals for just this situation.We walk along the pitch-black tunnel slowly, each of us







