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
Alexander chuckles as our faces approach each other, our noses nuzzling in a daring dance. In all the punishments he’s given me over the past few days, they’ve all been the same: his face between my legs.It’s not a complaint.But there’s definitely something about his face so close to mine that fee
EvelynAlexander has an entire sitting area through one of the doors in his bedroom that I’ve somehow never seen in all my time here. I’m familiar with it now because it’s where we’ve been eating all our meals together.After the incident with the servant I knocked out, Alexander has been bringing m
EvelynAlexander backs away from me, collapsing on the bottom step of the dungeon. Several guards rush down the stairs around him, clamoring to restrain freed werewolf prisoners.I’m on the ground, clutching the gash on my neck, trying to reclaim my breath, when two guards head for me, clearly inten
AlexanderThe whole routine has become stale.Meet a group of females who are either spies, terrified of me, or trying to manipulate their way into my bed. None of them are ever my mate.It’s an endless loop of putting my wolf through the horrible thoughts people spiral through, wondering if this ti







