로그인“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
GideonNora and Marcus went to try to convince our father to reconsider his order of execution. I went to find Clara and bring her back, hopefully not to be executed.Marcus promised to send a signal so that I would know father’s decision before I brought Clara back. He would hang a flag over the ea
ClaraI wound tightly knitted yarn as I listened to the vampire woman speak. She had a melodic, soothing voice. Ronan, who must know the story by heart, looked utterly entranced as he listened, too.“So,” Jules said, “you were wondering how the Warren came to be.”I nodded.“Well, it was a long time
ClaraNow that I had a way to communicate, I didn’t know where to start. I had so many questions.Luckily for me, Tracy did know what she wanted to ask.“You said you were eighteen, right?” Tracy asked.I nodded.“Can you tell me anything about your parents?” Tracy asked. “Their names, where they ar
“And through here is the market,” Ronan said. “This is where most folks spend their time. We have a little schoolroom for the children, and the artisans and craftsmen gather to do their work. If you need something, you can just ask around. Odds are someone makes it or knows someone who does.”“I hav







