LOGIN“I woke up in the middle of the night to your excruciating pain,” he shares, “then all of a sudden the little pocket of you went silent, and I was afraid I might never feel you within me again.”I smile a little. “The little pocket of me?”He shrugs. “Do you not have that, too? A part of me within y
EvelynAlexander and I walk through the main palace. I want to hold his hand, but both of mine are currently busy with the crutches I’m using to walk with my still-casted leg.Alexander practically had to strong-arm Dr. Zorinski into discharging us so that we could sleep in the same bed together in
“Prepare to move out!” Marcel’s voice rings from the direction of the Royal Guard.Alexander is still staring at me, his expression shifting from surprise to fear to reverence. Footsteps approach us, and Marcel’s voice calls out more softly. “Alpha?”I’m about to flag him down, but Alexander reaches
EvelynWe’re halfway across the prairie, the Royal Guard poised as we approach them, the rebel werewolves fleeing in every direction behind us, when I finally say, “Please tell me you have antidote on you.”A few arrows fly from the Royal Guards, presumably taking down werewolves trying to head back
EvelynI can’t hide my face from Alexander any longer. Any fear of what he might see in my eyes, of what he might be motivated to give up for my benefit once he sees my face, is outweighed by my need to see my mate.I lift my gaze, relief strengthening me with every step he takes closer. The sunligh
“You will not touch her again!” Alexander half yells and half growls. I can feel his self-control waning through our bond, his temptation to give up the entire kingdom just to cross the prairie and take me in his arms.Wait, I think. I know he can’t hear my thoughts, but I hope the sentiment transla
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.







