LOGIN“That is very kind, your highness,” I said.I glanced at Marcus. He was grinning. This was all his idea, I could tell. It was probably his idea of both showing that he accepted my choice, and getting just a little revenge at the same time. I grinned back at him. I was going to make him dance at my b
ClaraRonan and I returned to the werewolf castle to find it in a state of celebration. Someone passed us both goblets of wine without even checking who we were. I saw a glint of mischief in Ronan’s eyes.“Just because they’re lax with security doesn’t mean Marcus will let you get away with anything
I stepped out from behind the curtain I had thought might hide us. Ronan followed close on my heels.“Well. You two are an unlikely pair of killers, aren’t you?” the vampire said. He laughed at his own joke. The sound filled the throne room and the shadows shivered.The vampire focused on Ronan.“Yo
ClaraRonan and I made our way into the castle. It wasn’t easy. We barely made it in one piece.We found a servants’ entrance in the wall of the castle, and managed to sneak through a small kitchen garden to reach it. There was a guard just inside the door.Ronan fought the guard, both of them eeril
ClaraRonan was there the next morning. He was already awake when I opened my eyes. Instead of the cold disdain I had faced with Gideon, Ronan’s eyes were warm with joy.“Good morning, my love,” Ronan whispered, and I delighted to hear the word from him.“Good morning,” I said.I wanted to luxuriate
“All right, then,” Ronan said. “You just relax and enjoy yourself.” He leaned in close, and nibbled at the flesh of my ear. “Be as loud as you want to, my love. It’s just you and me tonight.”I shivered at the promises in his voice. And then I shivered with pure pleasure as Ronan’s hands began to tr
ClaraI was surprised when I was given a little slip of paper. I was allowed to vote, too?Apparently so.I wrote my suggestion, which I doubted would be anywhere near the majority. Somehow I didn’t think they would agree with simply releasing the prince. But I wrote it anyways.I waited for the vot
I turned to look at my captor.“I think I know who you are,” the vampire said. “Let’s get this thing off on the right foot. My name’s Ronan, and I’m the lead scout for the Warren. Are you going to give me your name, or do I guess?”I kept my mouth shut and crossed my arms. There was no point in atta
ClaraRonan was there when I woke up from my nap.“Hey there, pretty one,” Ronan said. “How are you feeling?”I scrambled around the bed for my notebook, and Ronan put it in my hands.“Better,” I wrote. Then, “I’m sorry.” I hadn’t meant to be so dramatic.“No, no don’t apologize. You didn’t do anyth
Clara Ronan jumped to his feet, bringing me with him. “Who’s attacking he asked. “Is it the wolves?” My heart clenched. Had Gideon broken his word? “No,” the scout replied. “I recognized the leader. It’s Sir Theo.” Who was Sir Theo? And why was he attacking the Warren? “Damn,” Ronan curs







