LOGIN“Come here.” I walked forward until I stood in the center of the room before him. Father’s eyes immediately dropped to the parchment in my hand. “Have you written to Alpha Lazarus?” I nodded, “Yes.” “So what was his response?” I held the letter out to him. “He has offered a solution.” Father t
Daphne I let the letter fall onto the bed. For several seconds, I simply stood there, staring at it before turning to Lady Eleanor. “I’m not doing it, mama.” She raised an eyebrow. “Doing what?” “Any of it.” I pointed toward the letter. “I’m not going to that brothel. I’m not going to let Alpha
Daphne By the time I returned home that evening from the library, my mind was already exhausted. I had barely stepped through the door when I remembered the letter I brought home with me. It had been delivered to my office shortly before I left work. I had been too busy to open it then, so I had tu
I shook my head, as if to shake off the thoughts. I turned away and pulled another ledger from the shelf and carried it back to the table, where Orson was waiting quietly. “This is one of the first things you need to understand about this section,” I said, setting the ledger down in front of him. “
Daphne I was deep inside the archive with Orson, searching through old diplomatic records while cursing Thiago under my breath. Stupid bastard. He just had to get smart with me over one simple question. I had asked him what he was doing in the library because I was surprised to see him and someho
I frowned deeper. “Yes. I believe I just said that.” What was his problem? Why was he suddenly strangely after I mentioned Alpha Samuel. He looked me up and down, and I couldn’t understand why he suddenly seemed so uncomfortable. Then his gaze dropped to my chest. “I should have noticed from your







