LOGINThen 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
AmeliaI’m still sitting on the floor, having just pushed the box of my mother’s items back under my bed, contemplating everything I’ve learned today, when there’s yet another knock on my door.“Your dinner, Miss Maya,” someone calls through the door. I scramble up to open it, catching the human who
Amelia“I think I’ll name you Maya,” Owen says with a pensive expression.My brows furrow in confusion. “You already have.” What I don’t say is that he hasn’t called me that since he marked me and that the fact that he’s bringing up my pet name now hurts me.Then again, if he can feel what I’m feeli
OwenIt’s not particularly surprising when Ava follows me out of my room and through the palace to my half-brother’s bedroom. If she’s working with him, she’ll want to make sure he doesn’t name her as an accomplice. If she’s not, she should be incensed by his treachery.I bang on Diego’s door until
AmeliaGuilt swarms my body. Guilt for Owen’s mother’s death that clearly haunts him, even if I didn’t really have anything to do with it.Then guilt for my mother. A fearsome leader, a mere human capable of eliciting fear in werewolves, and yet here I am, falling for one. Instead of fighting them l







