LOGINThe crowd cheered, but none were louder than our excited children.Ivan’s POVIt was good of Claire to invite me to her wedding. I’d thought for a while that I might avoid the whole thing, but now that I was here, that I could be surrounded by the obvious love between the pair, I was glad that I had
Claire’s POVThe day of our wedding, I couldn’t stop looking at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a flowing white dress that Leo and Nova had helped me pick out. My hair was done up in a bun. I barely recognized myself, so put together and done up.“You look like a princess,” Nova said from nearby
Gideon’s POVI kissed Claire with my full heart, then held her close. She giggled, pressed into the safety of my arms.“We can talk about it now,” she said. “Or you could kiss me again. I liked that.”“I want to,” I told her truly. “I don’t want to stop kissing you. But after all this, I want to see
Claire’s POVI was dragged out of the trunk roughly by my arms, then shoved down into the dirt at Daphne’s feet.Quickly, I glanced around, but I didn’t really recognize where I was. A forest, but I had no idea which one. Tents were set up here and there and people I didn’t know milled about. This m
George glanced over, seeing me in the dim interior light.“He loves you,” he said.“He does.”“Do you love him, too?”“Yes,” I said. It came out easier than I thought it would. “Yes, I do,” I said again, to be sure. This time was just as easy.“Good,” George said. “Gideon is a good man, a brave and
Claire’s POVWe had a handful of hours before we needed to leave for the exchange. In that time, George had me fitted for body armor.“They will likely attempt to remove it from you,” he said. “But try to keep it on for as long as you can. I don’t know what kind of torture they will attempt, but thi
Claire’s POVAnger pulsed through my veins, but I did not show it outwardly. Losing my cool in this situation would only make everything worse. At the same time, however, I was not going to let this man get away with speaking like this.More than his words, his attitude was what was truly dangerous.
Gideon’s POVI was supposed to be resting, to allow my body to heal from the intense wounds and exhaustion my body had suffered. But how could I relax when my son was out there, taken, undoubtedly frightened?Consistently, I tried to sit up or even stand, but each time, the healers led me back to th
Gideon’s POVI soared into battle, with my soldiers right behind me to my left and my right. We moved as a line, strong and impossible to break as we plowed into the attacking rogues.From there, it was a frenzy of bared teeth and flying fur.I gave as good as I got, tackling many rogues. I tore int
Gideon’s POVEvery muscle, every bone, every sinew of my body ached with a pain so strong that it nearly incapacitated me. I couldn’t even stand up on my own. Several of my warriors had to carry me through the forest to a road, where I could be loaded onto an ambulance.It was incredibly frustrating







