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
I’m breathing heavy in excited anticipation, his cock lining up with my entrance. Right before I sit on him though, he breaks free of my hold on his wrists and rolls us over so that he’s on top.I haven’t let him be in control of our sex since he killed my dad. I can’t.I try to roll us over again,
EvelynThese are dark days.There was something in Alexander’s eyes when he held me down after Sophia accused me of sleeping with David. Something that told me he wasn’t buying my “illness” anymore.A couple days later, I told him I was feeling better and began sleeping in his bed again.David sough
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







