LOGINKaelani laughed softly as his arms settled around her. “You answered that awfully fast.” “Because I didn’t need to think about it.” He brushed a kiss beneath her ear before trailing another along the curve of her neck. “I would spend the rest of my life filling this packhouse, Silveredge, and the
Julian leaned back in his chair, satisfied. “Then let’s build something that lasts.” A knock sounded at the door before it opened without waiting for permission. Kaelani stepped inside with Kaelen perched comfortably on her hip, his small hand tangled in the fabric of her sleeve. Julian looked up
Kaelani sat cross-legged at a table, Unseelie warriors gathered in a loose circle around her. She held a fan of enchanted cards etched with shifting sigils, their symbols glimmering faintly as though alive. She studied the other players with an unreadable expression, her storm-dark eyes giving nothi
Tessa burst into laughter. “Damn. I wish I had your powers.” Kaelani smiled, her eyes glinting with mischief. “That’s not even the best part.” Tessa blinked. “There’s more?” “Oh, there’s definitely more.” Kaelani hopped down from the counter and took Tessa’s hand again, leading her back outside
“Kaelani,” he said warmly, “I want you to meet a couple of friends of mine.” Lazarus and Sebastian turned to face her fully. “This is Lazarus,” Julian continued, “and Sebastian.” Kaelani smiled politely. “Oh, hello. Julian has told me so much about you both.” She extended her hand toward Lazarus
Kaelani gathered a careful handful of her gown as she reached her chair. “If you’ll excuse me,” she said lightly, glancing at Julian, “I need to use the ladies’ room.” Julian’s brows lifted as he looked down at the layers of satin and diamonds. “Do you need help?” he asked, gesturing toward the swe
“How could you?” she seethed, her voice cracking. “You lied to me. To our family. You’ve made a mockery of everything we built.” Garrick stepped forward in his glass enclosure, palms pressed to the barrier. “Brielle, no—you don’t understand. I was tricked! It’s not what you think.” His voice pitch
“According to this record, Miss Kaelani opened a personal bank account on the day that you claim she went missing—her eighteenth birthday.” Whispers stirred again. The Elder continued, unfazed. “What raised further concern was a transaction made into that account on the exact same day. A deposit
The cell was cold. Not freezing, not unbearable—just cold enough to remind Kaelani that comfort wasn’t an option. The overhead light flickered every so often, buzzing faintly like it, too, was tired of bearing witness. She sat on the edge of the narrow metal cot bolted to the wall, spine straight,
“I’m not joking.” Julian’s voice was level, emotionless. Elara sat back slowly, eyes wide, her face blank as though slapped clean of expression. Her fingers dug into the arms of her chair. Julian turned to her—not cold, but not gentle either. “We’re not compatible, Elara. I see that clearly now.







