MasukDaphne Two weeks had passed since Alpha Lazarus sent that letter. And somehow, things only seemed to be getting worse. I stood before the full-length mirror while Annabel and my other two maids helped me dress for work. My gown was nearly fastened, my hair had already been arranged, and I was rea
Thiago He glanced at me, amusement flickering in his eyes. “You thought making a sword was easy?” “I knew it would be difficult,” I admitted, rubbing my aching wrist. “I just didn’t realize it would be this exhausting.” Alden lifted the heated metal with his tongs and examined it. “It gets worse
Thiago He glanced at me, amusement flickering in his eyes. “You thought making a sword was easy?” “I knew it would be difficult,” I admitted, rubbing my aching wrist. “I just didn’t realize it would be this exhausting.” Alden lifted the heated metal with his tongs and examined it. “It gets worse
Thiago “Over there,” I said, sitting high on the horse Alpha Samuel had given me for getting around the pack. I pointed toward the structure ahead, where a thin trail of smoke rose into the morning sky. “That’s the forge.” “Come on, then.” Logan kicked his horse forward, and the animal immediately
Thiago By the time I finished bathing and dressing, the sky outside had begun to lighten, although the sun had yet to appear above the horizon. I felt considerably more awake after the hot bath, and the excitement that had been buzzing beneath my skin returned the moment I thought about the forge.
Thiago I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, my body practically vibrating with a feeling that could only be described as excitement. It was strange—not because it was my first time feeling this way. Far from it. I had felt this exact restlessness countless times before. Usually, it happened wh







