LOGINEvelynAs 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
EvelynWhen I wake up the next morning, I want to cry at the sight of Alexander sleeping peacefully next to me. Any amount of time spent thinking I might never see him again is too much, and I’m still just so relieved I didn’t die falling off that cliff.That Lucas didn’t kill me for trying to escap
“A brace!” I cheer enthusiastically. “That’s so much better than the cast.”I turn toward Alexander, grinning. He looks equally as happy for me. Then his look turns reverent.“This is what we do,” he tells me. “Our mate bond heals us, and I know it will heal our kingdom, too. That’s why we should ha
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
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
Seemingly done with her exam, Dr. Zorinski packs up her bag, then removes a container and hands it to Alexander. “Her vocal cords should heal on their own in a few days. Should you wish to engage in… activities… which may result in further bruising, I suggest using this balm immediately afterwards t
EvelynOnce Alexander and I are both clean, he gently towels me off and dresses my wounds. I look in the mirror as he carefully applies the bandage. A violent bruise has already formed around my neck in the shape of his hand, right where he tried to strangle me.My guess is that’s how my vocal cords







