LOGINEvelyn“Careful!”I can’t help the word as it tumbles out of my mouth when Emma swings her legs over the edge of her bed. She stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.“As potentially over-protective as your friend and queen is being,” Dr. Zorinski says to Emma, “you really do need to take it easy. Don’t
EvelynThere are several empty cells between the converted dungeon hospital wing and the cell where Lucas sits. Max shared that he’s been eating and drinking everything they bring him, but otherwise Lucas hasn’t been speaking.I observe him for a minute, unable to make him out very well in the dim d
EvelynI hold back my own excited tears as I approach the dungeon a few days later. Only about half the prisoners provided us with their names, and I’m hoping what we do today changes that.Not because I need their names. Because them providing it is a symbol of growing trust.I open the dungeon doo
EvelynAlexander asked me later if leaving the dungeon the second the idea came to me was partially an excuse to get out of there before seeing Lucas in the very last cell.Maybe it was.But that doesn’t change the fact that my idea is a good one.I pull Alexander into his nearby office to talk thro
And I have work to do.I reach for the doorknob myself, ignoring the lingering fear as I force myself down step after step into the dungeon.I’m comforted by the shutting of the door and Alexander’s footsteps behind me.I might still be scared, but I’m not alone.I walk down the stone steps illumina
Evelyn“Okay,” I say as Alexander and I walk down the halls of the main palace toward the dungeons. “Remind me who all is in the dungeons right now.”Alexander takes a heavy breath as if the list is long. “There’s a few dozen rebel werewolves who willingly surrendered to us the first time I rescued
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
EvelynBy breakfast the next morning, Alexander is doing well enough to take the meal in the sitting room. Dr. Zorinski just left after having rebandaged his shoulder and apologizing profusely for the incident with Sophia. The doctor promised to deliver the pain reliever herself from now on.“Thank
AlexanderEvelyn is still behind the closed bathroom door when Emma blows me a kiss followed by a rude gesture and departs. By that time, the pain in my shoulder has become so intense that it nearly blocks out Emma’s thoughts.It would be a relief if the pain weren’t so all-consuming.A few minutes







