ANMELDENOwen“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,
OwenAmelia.She is my first thought in the morning, and my last thought at night. She is the female I’m going to choose tomorrow.Not first thing in the morning though. The book Raleigh was thinking of that he thought might have information on simultaneous mate bonds didn’t have the information we
Diego laughed loudly at my response. “You counted how many times I came onto you? How many would it have taken before you said yes?”Isaiah backhanded Diego in the shoulder. “Quiet down. What if Ava’s in the hallway wondering why the hell you’re in here laughing?”Diego backhanded Isaiah in the shou
Amelia“Who’s my father?” It’s not the question I care about the most. I’ll need to work up to that one.We walk through the people sitting around fires. The music has stopped, half the people no longer present, presumably in their tents for the night. I look around us at the collection of tents tha
OwenIf my mind wasn’t eerily calm and resolute in finding Amelia who I am convinced is alive, I would have space to feel pride toward my guards who are successfully managing to tame the fire. It helps that the palace is made of stone, but the library is basically a tinder box between the wooden boo







