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
AlexanderIt’s breaking my heart to watch Evelyn’s sadness. Ever since she admitted to feeling jealous of my search for my true Luna, I’ve started to think of her less like my shikra and more like a partner.So I’m relieved and nervous when my guards finally find the witch.It turns out I was right.
“Even information?” she asks.She has been exiled from the palace for a month. Of course, I didn’t understand how dangerous that exile might be for a lycan in this current political climate.But maybe she discovered information that might be important to me about the rebel werewolves.I remain silen
I force another smile. “I know, but I forgot to tell Emma, and she already made the alterations. I promised I would at least show it to you.”I reach for my fork. Dinner, then sleep.“Are your hands shaking?” Alexander asks with concern.Dinner, then sleep. I just need to get through dinner, then th
I backhand him playfully on the shoulder as he passes, and he feigns being in pain.I think I’ll enjoy working with him.The archives is down a staircase similar to the dungeons but on the clear other side of the palace. It’s a lot like the Royal Library but five times as big and ten times as dusty.







