CHAPTER 14

MELINDA’S POV

My lips curved in a rueful smile as I leaned backward; letting the wind slash across my face. With a tug, I surged forward, moving closer to the garden.

The chains of the swing clanked and she sweet scent of night queens filled my nose. My smile widened. This life was pretty good, too. Yes, I was a bit lonely and missed my mom terribly, but my mates were safe.

There were people protecting me and they didn’t really bother me unless I tried to leave the guesthouse. At first, I was very angry at Keith, but now I guess this place had grown on me.

Though Justin pretended to be coldhearted, he took good care of me. Having no work to do, I spent my time reading books, gardening, watching TV. I had started keeping a journal too.

‘You call that a journal?’ Corel’s voice sounded. ‘All you have written about is Keith…. I think you have recorded every second you spent with him, every wo