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
AmeliaApparently, a typical Hunting Ceremony involves werewolves moving their camp every night depending on where the hunt takes them. Tents are thus not set up during the day, meaning there are no safe havens in which humans can hide.Prince Owen has made an exception for me.He decided to keep hi
AmeliaOnly one other wolf appears after that first silver one on my run back to the tent. Prince Owen barks at it once, twice, before it quickly peels away in another direction.I tumble into our tent, legs shaking from the pace and distance. I probably could have slowed down once I knew the prince
AmeliaMy mind is racing as the werewolf guards force me across the square to the group of humans selected for the Hunt Ceremony. I’m scrambling, telling them there must be a mistake, there must another Maya. I show them my collar to prove that I’m Prince Owen’s pet.“Yeah, yeah,” one of the guards
AmeliaAva waits a beat after Prince Owen stops intimidating her before she pops back up on all fours. She shakes the grass and leaves off her fur, then looks up to her mate, waiting.He motions with his head for her to follow, and they take off into the forest. Ava follows him closely while I lag b







