LOGINEvelynTwo Years LaterThe gardens outside the palace were alive with late-spring blossoms, their perfume carried on a gentle breeze to fill my nose, as my daughter’s laughter, bright and bubbling, carried across the lawn. I watched her reemerge into view, weaving through the rose bushes as she chas
Evelyn The throne room of my father’s palace had never looked so magnificent. Banners in silver and deep royal blue draped from the vaulted ceilings, fine designs embroidered into every piece of fabric. Torches burned in golden sconces, their flames reflected in polished marble floors. The air carr
Logan Two Months LaterThe room was awash with candlelight from the hundreds of candles lining the space. They collectively cast their amber glow on the stone walls, giving our surroundings a soft appearance.Laughter and music poured through the air, filling every corner with celebration. Tonight
LoganThe tavern was alive with laughter. It felt like everyone else there had something to celebrate as well.Around us floated the sound of clinking glasses and the scent of roasted meats wafting through the air. The scene was incredibly jovial and a far cry from the war councils and court politi
“He loves her,” I said quietly, though the words sounded fragile echoing against the empty walls of the throne room. “And you would punish him for it.”“Love is only worth so much,” my father said, the warmth of a moment ago gone. His eyes hardened. “A ruler must make decisions based on what is best
EvelynThe throne room always felt too large. It had been so long since I had been inside the vast, sprawling space, and even then, it had been filled with others for my brother’s princely coronation ceremony when he was fourteen. But now it was just us, my father and I. There weren’t even guards in
(Logan’s POV)I can’t take my eyes off her.Evelyn stands across the ballroom like she owns the damn place—radiant, unshaken, a vision I barely recognize.her hair swept up to reveal the delicate lines of her neck. She's smiling, talking, laughing softly with some pompous Alpha who clearly doesn’t d
“Evelyn, how…how are things?”The mindlink may not be appropriate, but I hope that she can forgive an old wolf’s insecurities.“The hospital is in shambles. I knew it was understaffed. Underfunded. But I didn’t realize it had become corrupt.”Evelyn wastes no time.“I have started assessing the staf
(Evelyn’s POV)I cross my arms and fix the financial officer with a sharp stare, every word that leaves my mouth laced with steel. “If you can’t do basic math, I’ll find someone who can.”His smug expression falters, replaced by defensiveness. “The reason the funds are short is because of additional
(Logan’s POV)The palace feels like a dream I can’t wake from—sharp-edged, distant, and colder than I remember. And Evelyn…she’s a storm I didn’t see coming.It’s been days since I left the capital, and yet her voice still echoes in my head.“The purpose of me getting close to you was to be tormente







