LOGINThere’s no hiding it now. I think I’m about to see just how far I can push Alexander’s understanding.“I was there,” I nearly whisper.“You were where?” Alexander asks a little more forcefully. I can feel my wolf within wanting to submit as his tone shifts.“Outside Tomson Murray’s home.”Alexander
EvelynAfter sending Emma back in and wishing her luck in her next game of Spackle against my mom, I walk slowly to Alexander’s room. Our room.I don’t yet know how I feel about him offering for me to move back into my old room if I want to. I mean, I know I appreciate the offer. It makes me feel li
EvelynOnce Alexander and I are sure that I can walk on my own, I go down the hall to see my mom. I knock quietly on her door, and Emma opens it for me.My friend rests her fist on her hip and cocks an eyebrow. “You didn’t tell me your mom is a pro at Spackle.”Surprised, I look into the room to whe
EvelynThe second Mom sees me, her knees buckle.Alexander catches her, and I lunge for her, folding her into my arms. She sobs into my shoulder, grasping my shirt like a lifeline.“You’re here,” I say, realizing I’m crying, too. “You’re here, you’re here.”I look up over Mom’s shoulder as she finds
EvelynI’m sobbing on the bathroom floor when Alexander enters our bedroom. I hear the door squeak open then click quietly shut. I don’t try to quiet my crying.Alexander appears in the doorway to the bathroom. He slowly approaches, sitting across from me on the floor.“I did it again, didn’t I?” he
Evelyn“Spackle!” David yells, laying down his winning hand.I toss my cards down on the table in mock frustration as he laughs.“Three games in a row,” he teases. “I hope you weren’t looking for someone to coddle you and let you win while you’re recovering.”I reach for his cards, gathering the dec
“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.
EvelynWe caught up to Alexander and Marcel just as we arrived at the palace. They arrived at the stables just before us, so we turned around and raced right over the bridge on horseback. It’s not good form to ask the stable keepers to come all the way to the front doors of the palace to collect the







