INICIAR SESIÓNEvelynWhen I wake up the next morning, I want to cry at the sight of Alexander sleeping peacefully next to me. Any amount of time spent thinking I might never see him again is too much, and I’m still just so relieved I didn’t die falling off that cliff.That Lucas didn’t kill me for trying to escap
“A brace!” I cheer enthusiastically. “That’s so much better than the cast.”I turn toward Alexander, grinning. He looks equally as happy for me. Then his look turns reverent.“This is what we do,” he tells me. “Our mate bond heals us, and I know it will heal our kingdom, too. That’s why we should ha
Evelyn“Huh?” Alexander repeats curiously.Dr. Zorinski doesn’t answer him. She just twists his arm into different positions to get a look at the entire wound.“Incredible,” she murmurs.“That sounds…good?” I hedge.She continues examining Alexander. “Keith,” she calls over to another healer. “Take
“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
EvelynI confided in Emma after Alexander left to investigate the guards who were killed. It’s too dangerous with the rebel werewolves targeting me to use Alexander’s absence to escape, so I was stuck sitting in his room, worrying for his safety.Emma assured me he would be okay, but I could tell sh
AlexanderMarcel is terrified.I do my best to block out his thoughts, though it’s nearly as taxing to actively not pay attention to his thoughts as it is to have them swirling in my brain. My sword is already drawn as my Beta and I step between the bodies of my fallen guards.Or at least what’s lef
Marcel walks in to a pouting Evelyn while I button her pants, still shirtless myself. Marcel’s gaze dips to the tent in my pants before avoiding that general area very obviously.I’m the King. Evelyn’s my shikra. My Beta can deal.“Marcel,” I greet him as I stride over to my desk. “I have a letter I
AlexanderI button my pants as I get dressed for the day, remembering fondly how I felt hilt-deep inside Evelyn just a few minutes ago. I look up at the beautiful sight of her, pausing my motions to focus on her ass as she covers it with her own pants, and the way her breasts bounce as she pulls the







