LOGINEvelynI walk from the bathroom to my dresser in my usual state of undress. This time, I have my recent shower to blame.Emma worked me hard when we trained this morning. She kept teasing me that I’m getting soft spending so much time in her brother’s bed instead of on the mat.I pointed out that it
EvelynI couldn’t say how many days it’s been. All I know is that my wound is healed, and I got the sign off from Dr. Zorinski to be more active.Alexander and I have certainly been taking advantage of that.I wake up like I have been every morning: Alexander and I snuggling, one of us hard, the oth
EvelynI wake up in the hospital wing attached to an IV. My stab wound is bandaged back up. My stomach sinks at the sight of both as I put it all together.Alexander was fine. I’m clearly not. It was some sort of false alarm.I’m still dying.“Hey, sweetie.” I turn toward the sound of Alexander’s vo
EvelynI wake up to a sliver of light cracking through the curtains like I’ve slept all night and into the next day. Part of me is sad to have slept away so much of my last remaining hours, but I also know there’s nothing to be done about it now.I stretch out my arms, sitting up and rolling my shou
Alexander grips my shoulders tightly, less with affection and more with the fear of losing me. I grip his jacket just as steadfastly.I really need to get back to bed. I hate that my days outside are over—because I know now that they are. I’d like to squeeze every second out of this last ever outing
EvelynAlexander looks out over the water as the river carries us back the way he rowed, slowly drifting past the dock where we started off. He looks out at the people walking by on shore. He gazes down at our intertwined hands, kissing mine over the gloves.He doesn’t look me in the eye.“Do you no
Surrounding the carriage are five soldiers, one guard each for me, Emma, Marcel, and the healers. They’ve been instructed to help pack citizens in any way they can, to be there as royal aids—but also to keep their eyes out for any trouble and protect our group if need be.I considered bringing Sophi
He pulls back his hood, and suddenly I’m very concerned. I glance around the office again, double-checking that Marcel isn’t here.I wish he was.“What are you doing here?” I ask Lucas. I want to be mad at him, at my ex-mate for rejecting me the last time I saw him. But then an image of his father’s
“I wanted it to be you,” I cry into her thighs. My shoulders shake, and I press my face harder into her, like maybe I can crawl inside her and hide there for the rest of my immortal life. “I wanted it to be you.”She’s motionless beneath me, and I hang on, afraid that she’ll shove me away, and I’ll
AlexanderI don’t know what to say, but I have an increasingly burning feeling that I have to see Evelyn. Sophia can’t be my mate. She’s… vile.Selene opens up her fist to reveal Emily’s ring. Except it’s not the same ring anymore.“Where’s Emily’s ring?” I snap.“This is Emily’s ring.”“No, it’s no







