LOGINBut we don’t. And though I know all I need is the sweet heat of her, I don’t intend to leave her without the kind of apology she deserves.My mouth trails down her chest, down to the thin web of skin over her hipbone. Her groan echoes through the mine, and I shush her teasingly.Her hand tightens in
AmvalI punch the burlap sack, trying to maneuver it into something comfortable. Grain crunches under my fist, but when I lay my head back down, it feels exactly the same. Morning reached the cave hours ago, but I barely slept last night. Every time I managed to pass out, I had the same dream—Kaloni
“Me?” I shake my head. “I saw that red dress you wore to the coronation, and I nearly wept.”She blushes prettily. “Oh, I was nothing compared to Kaloni.”I wait for Sibel to jump in and encourage her sister, but there’s a moment of quiet. Even Cirocco just stares down at his breakfast. Goddess, has
IngridI yawn and scrub my hands over my face. Morning sunlight peeks around the edges of the curtains, and Cirocco still hasn’t stopped fucking pacing.“I talked to him,” he says for what feels like the thousandth time. “And he didn’t say a word.”“He was protecting you.” I lean back against a pile
In a valley between hills, the entrance to an old mine yawns. Joli darts inside, shifts, and shimmies into a set of clothes waiting for her at the mouth. As I shift and throw on some clothes from my bag, she lights a lantern hanging on the wall.“At this stage, I figure you have more to hide than I
The footsteps grow louder. Joli’s breathing is even, steady. I flex my hands and prepare to shift.Click.She grabs my hand, not wasting time on words, and pulls me out onto the roof. I chase her over the tiles to the next glowing window, my mind spinning. Ingrid said Joli disappeared sometimes, but







