LOGINI’m close enough to see it in Remy’s eyes: the terrified acceptance of the life he’s about to take.But I’m not close enough to stop him.Alexander is a few rows ahead of me, barking as he leaps farther, racing to stop Remy’s sword as it falls down.Alpha Jackson raises his arms as a fruitless shiel
We knew the attack was coming. How could we not?The first place I look as the rebels stream into the grand hall is at Emma. She’s turned around in her seat, taking in the rebel attack, but she quickly faces me. Our exchanged look is full of gratitude, promises, and wishes of luck.Then she grabs my
EvelynAs Alexander and I finally take one step after another down the hallway toward our Luna Ceremony, I’m overcome with emotion.This isn’t my first Luna Ceremony. That one was interrupted by Lucas leaving me for my best friend who he believed at the time was carrying his pup. That day ended with
“What?” he asks.I glance over my shoulder at my mom and Emma. They nod me on encouragingly.“We had an idea,” I tell him.He cocks his head playfully. “I thought it was David’s idea.”I smile. “Not the werewolf residence in the Royal City,” I clarify. Alexander responded quite neutrally to the conc
Evelyn“I think it’s a marvelous idea,” I say, only half-examining myself in the mirror. Mostly, I’m watching Emma’s face as she applies my makeup.“It’s a bold one,” she concedes.“I like it, too,” Mom says from behind me where she’s putting wildflowers in my braided hair.“Really?” Emma and I say
Evelyn“I want to talk about something embarrassing and traumatic,” I say when I find David in the archives.He doesn’t look up from his book. “Your sense of humor?” he teases.His joke does its job, and I smile. He looks up then, making sure his words had their intended effect. Our gazes meet, and
EvelynI head down the hallway after Dr. Zorinski’s exam. It hasn’t been too hard to lie to Alexander about feeling ill while I’m mourning. Grief is its own kind of illness.Still, I was worried Dr. Zorinski would see right through it. I think I’ve convinced her that I might be sick, but nothing tha
EvelynIt’s been an emotional two weeks.Every second that Alexander has been working, trying to protect lycans from the growing werewolf threat, I’ve spent making memories with Emma. We didn’t talk about the fact that it’s our last two weeks together before I escape. We just train and make music an
EvelynThere are four horses tied up outside Tomson’s house: Tomson’s, my dad’s, and two I don’t recognize. I pull off into the nearby forest a little ways out from the house, leaving my horse with Emma who only barely agrees to wait behind when I remind her that she’s not safe as a lycan in werewol
AlexanderI guess I’ll be missing dinner with Evelyn.I send a servant off with a note to Evelyn that she should eat with Emma tonight because I have to work late and that I look forward to climbing in bed with her later.I’m too much of a coward to go tell her myself, to see the disappointment and







