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,
“Exactly.”My shoulders sag in relief.“And,” Owen adds, “now that we have further evidence that you are being targeted, not that we really needed more, I would like to encourage you to continue training. It will be important for you to get stronger and learn to protect yourself. To fight back.”A s
AmeliaI come to on the sofa in my room, still in my training gear over a layer of grimy, dried sweat. The first person I see is the doctor who smiles at me.“No offense, Doc, but you’re kind of my least favorite person.”She laughs. “I’ll try not to take that personally and assume it’s my associati
Her breasts heave, her face contorting with the effort. “It won’t go further.”She’s at the wrong angle, and I can’t figure out how to explain that to her, to someone who has never felt the right angle before. Without thinking, I close the distance between us, grab under her knees, and rock her onto
It makes sense. Owen explained a similar motivation for bringing Isaiah and Wesley.“I imagine,” Sebastian adds, “that you had a similar thought. I’m guessing you brought the big one,” he nods to Wesley, “for backup you don’t need and the lithe one,” he nods to Isaiah, “for speed to get to your army







