LOGINThe crowd continued to applaud as Thea took one final bow before exiting the stage. The moment she was out of sight, Elijah grabbed my hand.“Come on,” he said, already pulling me toward the aisle. “Let’s get backstage before everyone else.”We made our way through the crowd, accepting congratulatio
AgnesEight years had passed by.The concert hall was packed to capacity, not a single empty seat in sight. My spine ached like hell from sitting on the hard wooden chair for the past two hours, and my pregnant belly made it impossible to find a comfortable position. Elijah kept rubbing his neck and
“Mom?” Thea’s voice called. “Everyone’s waiting. Are you ready?”I took one last look in the mirror, adjusted the mask slightly, and turned toward the door.“Ready,” I said, opening it to find my daughter standing there in a midnight blue dress that she had designed herself. Her own mask, shaped lik
AgnesOne year later.I stood in front of my mirror, hardly recognizing the woman staring back at me. Two years. It had been two years since I met Elijah—not counting that foggy night we conceived Thea seven years before that, a night neither of us could fully remember thanks to whatever drugs had b
Initially, I resisted. The thought of sharing my pain with a stranger when I had spent so many years being treated like a madwoman for my trauma scared the hell out of me. But Elijah was persistent, reminding me that we all carried burdens that were too heavy to bear alone.And so, twice a week, we
AgnesThe weeks following the destruction of the Lunaris Stone passed in a blur.Elemental Enterprises, of course, was immediately shut down by the authorities. Every known international law enforcement agency descended on Richard’s territory, working alongside Richard and us to document the crimes
AgnesThe sunrise came early, casting a golden glow over Richard’s territory as Elijah, James, and I set out for our second day of searching.Despite the heavy thoughts that weighed on my mind after last night’s events with Elise, I felt oddly refreshed. Perhaps it was the comfort of falling asleep
AgnesAfter lazing about on the forest floor for a while, neither of us eager to move or disentangle our limbs from one another, Elijah and I finally made our way back to the house.Our mate bond was still humming pleasantly after our escapade, and already, I felt the urge to have another tryst. Was
AgnesRichard was sitting alone in his study when we found him. His shoulders were hunched, his face drawn and pale in the low light. He looked up as we entered, and even in the dimness, I could see that his eyes were red-rimmed and swollen.“She’s gone,” he said simply.Despite having seen the coro
Agnes My stomach dropped. For a moment, I considered lying—making up some story about historical research or a prop for one of the Isabella Foundation’s campaigns. But as I opened my mouth, I realized I was tired of the deception. Lena had been nothing but honest with me, sharing her difficult pas







