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
AmeliaThe absence of the prince’s touch is as abrasive as a cold wind.“Maya was injured,” he explains to this stranger who called him darling. I bristle, and I’m not sure if it’s because of her presence or the fact that he called me Maya. Again.“She’s unfamiliar with others and needs help with he
OwenI rub my temples, pushing my chair away from the data in front of me. My father’s been giving me more and more work taking care of the kingdom so that I’m prepared to be king one day.As I take just a momentary break, my mind wanders of its own accord in the same direction it’s been wandering a
I feel avenged, justified, even smug for the first ten lashes or so. But it doesn’t take long before I can’t help but empathize with her.Usually, I’m the one beneath the whip. I know exactly how it feels to be tortured like that.Though Director Crane is more than deserving of punishment, though it
Amelia“I am not a dog,” I tell her point blank.Margaret sighs but does not retract her hand holding the collar that’s outstretched toward me.“I will not wear a collar to be played with,” I try again.She finally drops her hand to her side, sighing again. “All human pets must wear collars, Maya.”







