Mag-log inBut the way he was talking…it was almost as though he’d truly never heard of this before. Why would he be willing to throw so much money at a project without watching its development?“What did you know about the project?” I asked then, leaning forward. “They had to give you some sort of proposal or
Mira“Where did you hear about that?” Valen asked, looking me up and down. His eyes were sharp, but he didn’t have that angry edge.“You know what, forget I asked,” I said, waving my hand in front of my face and grabbing another, larger bite of cake. “This cake sure is something isn’t it? I think th
“I could have,” he admitted, “but that’s not something a good leader does often. It just makes people fear you – or, worse, resent you for taking away their freedom.”“I guess that makes sense,” I said. “But how can you be sure that they will listen if you don’t do something like that?”“Money talks
Mira“Are you hungry?” he asked as we walked back into the banquet hall. His voice was deflated, and the dark circles around his eyes were starting to show.I hadn’t eaten the entire party. My stomach had been too tense while I tried to entertain our guests. I hadn’t seen him eat, either.Now that w
Self-Doubt is like Being StrangledThe next few days, I stayed in my bed, lost to both mental and physical pain. My head throbbed terribly. Each day seemed worse, and the pounding against my eyebrow made falling asleep a struggle and staying asleep even harder. The wound swelled significantly, and
They didn’t need to know that, though.I exchanged hugs with them, holding onto my brother for a long moment. He and I bickered constantly, but it was a tiny spot of hope knowing that at least he still looked out for me like a family member should.When they left, silence descended on the ballroom.
MiraAs much as I hated it, staring at this man was intoxicating. With his knee between my legs and his skin so close to mine, my body was getting hotter and hotter. I felt feverish, and hunger settled deep between my thighs.It was like I was under the influence of the Alpha Voice again. My instinc
MiraMy blood froze seeing Valen standing there, one eyebrow raised at my father and I. The rumors I’d heard passing through the hallways echoed in my memory, and hearing Tyler’s name on his tongue made my hair stand on edge.“No, Tyler, he’s–” I rambled, words falling out of my mouth before I could
MiraIt all made sense now. Valen’s strange mood swings, the rumors, him wanting me one moment and then pushing me away the next…it all made sense!You’d never turn into such a monster. What’s wrong with his wolf? I thought to Ash. Patricia combed and styled behind me, humming to herself.He’s a Lyc
“Have you made up your mind about our bargain?” Valen asked then, eyes sliding over to me. The movement was so small, but it felt so precise and powerful coming from the Lycan King.My eyes flickered to my father, who stared expectantly at me. I breathed in, sighing as I replied, “Yes. I will stay i







