A chill ices down my spine. That doesn’t sound like the words of a kidnapper. That sounds like an assassin.There are two ways to deal with an assassin: escape before they kill you or die.“You could ask,” I say, hoping he can’t hear the new edge to my voice. “I’m sure I’d grant it.”“But then I’d h
AmvalThud…thud….Only the spike of pain through my skull tells me that’s my head–hitting the bottom of… something. I blink my eyes open, but such total blackness meets them that I try twice before giving up.Where under the sky am I?The last thing I remember is….My mate. Impossibly beautiful in m
“Where’s Candace?” I ask.Eva scowls. “King Andri had a meeting set up for this morning, and he insisted Hollis and Candace attend. She sent me.”“At least I’ll never have a father-in-law like that,” I mutter.Raven flinches again. Eva’s less surprised.“I spent my whole life engaged to someone who
IngridIn the end, Raven comes to find me.The Carmine Pox seem to be magic words. Xandra disappears with Hana, presumably to check on the twins and make sure the inherited form hasn’t somehow turned into something worse. Sahin offers me a final, apologetic nod before stumping out. And then I just s
He’ll have to wait. I’m onto something, and I know it.“I’m a heavy sleeper. Everyone knows that.” I stand slowly, staring at Sahin.Xandra’s comforting hand on my knee has become a restraining one, suggesting firmly that I sit back down. I compromise on staying where I am instead of storming across
He grimaces at me, but his orange-brown eyes slide away from mine. I smile grimly. He should feel at least as shitty as I do.Or should he? For all I know, the king’s Beta wasn’t the distant sword Father’s was to me when it came to Amval. He could be grieving something like a nephew, maybe even some