LOGINI place the three designs on easels for their perusal. Queen Catherine walks between them, studying them carefully, followed by Elizabeth, who does the same.I walk along with them to point out all the distinguishing features. “The material will be radzimir silk,” I explain. “It was a favorite of Q
(Sienna’s POV)I sat hunched over my drafting table for too long. Standing, I first stretch my arms over my head, then make fists and press them into my back. Satisfaction blooms as the crack of vertebrae moving back into place reaches my ears. Demetria enters with a hot, steamy cup of coffee. Rea
Her breath catches, and she bows her head immediately in submission. “You of all people know that Sienna did not abandon her son. She was abused and manipulated for years here under your Alpha’s rule and forced out. That’s a far cry from what you claim happened.” Landon’s posture tightens. His eye
(Arthur’s POV)I stand at my full height inside the threshold, towering over Landon and Brianna with a deadpan stare locked firmly on Landon. Landon briefly flips through the folder and then closes it. “What power do you have to force us into allowing our son to be part of a wedding between strange
“Well, let’s all help ourselves to something before we get started. Let me just set this planning binder on the table here. Come along, I myself want coffee and a triple chocolate muffin.” We all make our way to the delicacies, including Elizabeth. As I pour cream into my coffee and pick a cherry t
There’s something I never thought I’d need to worry about seeing to. After the disappointment and heartbreak over Landon, I just assumed it would never happen… Sadness washes over me briefly upon realizing that, even though I have wedding plans with the former Luna Queen and Alpha Princess, it's no
I slam my phone down so hard the screen shakes.“That arrogant jerk,” I hiss. “He thinks this is a game.”My pulse races so fast it feels like it’s in my throat. For a second, I want to throw the phone at the wall, but I need it—so I curl my fingers into fists until my nails sting. Part of me wants
After the banquet, all I want is a hot shower, my bed, and thirty minutes without my phone buzzing.But clearly, bad luck was still following me.Instead, when the car drops me off and I walk toward my building, a figure steps out from the shadows near the entrance. Of course. Landon.He’s leaning
Arthur looked at me like my rejection had short-circuited something in his brain. For half a second, his mask slipped. Then the pressure in the room shifted as he let his dominance out on purpose, as if he could force me to reconsider through sheer intimidation.The air thinned, but I held my ground
The words hit like a physical blow. My chest aches as if someone has reached in and twisted my heart. My wolf whimpers, a sound of pure, helpless grief.“I—” I start, but my throat closes.I force a breath in, tasting champagne and perfume and the faint metallic tang of my own rising pain. I want to







