MasukOwen“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,
The witch scowls. “We know a lot, but we don’t know everything.” She reaches into her apron pocket, pulling out a small bit of parchment that she hands to me.I unroll it, reading the neat handwriting that details exactly the tonic I came to ask for as well as its limitations. “Are there any ways ar
“Tell Prince Owen!” Isaiah seems to surprise even himself with this raised voice. He lowers it as he says, “Surely, the Alpha Prince can protect you, and of course he’ll choose you over her if her solution is to kill you to get to him!”I fight the tremble in my chin as I slowly shake my head.“What
AmeliaThree days after Owen had two jealous fits in a row, I’m on the sparring mat while Isaiah watches from a distance.“Has your sore arm finally healed up?” Crawford asks playfully as he steps onto the mat to spar with me. His respect has meant the most to earn since he was the least interested
AmeliaThankfully, I had no problem making it back to my room from Diego’s despite the fact that it was a risk for me to leave unescorted. Then Isaiah arrived just as I was finishing up my dinner as promised, and he showed me the way to where he and Raleigh apparently spend most of their days when t







