LOGINEvelynAlexander looks beautiful in a way that truly grates me. It’s as if every detail of him is designed to bring out his eyes.The deep set of them and his strong bone structure frame them. His bronze skin contrasts with the blue color to make them pop. Even his white-blond hair in its disheveled
“Yes,” she assures me. “But is there anything else you’re keeping from me?”My mind immediately flies to the image of my dad, dead on Mr. Murray’s floor. The only thing I’m keeping from Alexander.But Emma already knows about it. She was there with me when Alexander killed him.“No,” I answer. “But
EvelynStaring in the mirror of my ensuite bathroom, I unbutton my top until my nipples are barely covered, revealing the bandage on the wound where Sophia tried to stab my heart. With all the resting I’m supposed to be doing, there hasn’t been any sense in wearing a bra. Based on my current mental
“Your Majesty!” Minister Coltain straightens at the sight of me. His panicked features become clearer in the torchlight as I approach. “Your Majesty, please, there must be some mistake.”His thoughts reveal that he knows there’s no mistake. Sophia has told him everything, but he’s trying to gauge ho
AlexanderI leave my Luna in her room, only taking a few steps into the hallway before I stop. I lean over, resting my hands on my knees as I heave a few deep breaths.I remember when I first sought out Selene to request her help in finding my true Luna. I remember the anticipation and the hope that
My mouth drops open. “There are no spies?”A corner of Alexander’s mouth turns up. “No. Just me and my mind-reading.”I huff out an impressed breath. It must be centuries that he has kept that secret.His gaze suddenly snaps to mine. “Evelyn, you can’t tell anyone. It would be the ruin of this kingd
EvelynAlexander has an entire sitting area through one of the doors in his bedroom that I’ve somehow never seen in all my time here. I’m familiar with it now because it’s where we’ve been eating all our meals together.After the incident with the servant I knocked out, Alexander has been bringing m
EvelynAlexander backs away from me, collapsing on the bottom step of the dungeon. Several guards rush down the stairs around him, clamoring to restrain freed werewolf prisoners.I’m on the ground, clutching the gash on my neck, trying to reclaim my breath, when two guards head for me, clearly inten
Alexander chuckles as our faces approach each other, our noses nuzzling in a daring dance. In all the punishments he’s given me over the past few days, they’ve all been the same: his face between my legs.It’s not a complaint.But there’s definitely something about his face so close to mine that fee
AlexanderThe whole routine has become stale.Meet a group of females who are either spies, terrified of me, or trying to manipulate their way into my bed. None of them are ever my mate.It’s an endless loop of putting my wolf through the horrible thoughts people spiral through, wondering if this ti







