I shifted in the tub, suddenly restless as the memory of his lips on mine sent a fresh wave of heat through my body before settling low in my belly. My thighs pressed together of their own accord, seeking relief from the growing pressure.Before I could think better of it, my hand slid down my stoma
BiancaI stared at Isaac’s outstretched hand, my mouth suddenly dry. The honeymoon suite. Of course. Every royal wedding ended with the happy couple retiring to their special suite, where they would consummate their marriage and solidify their union.Except our marriage wasn’t real.But as I placed
“What do you suggest?” I asked.“Gather more evidence. Build alliances. The union between you two is already a significant step.” Benjamin looked at me intently. “You need to rebuild Silvermist and further your foothold here in the Lycan kingdom. Then, and only then, can you move against Sir Oliver
BiancaI couldn’t get the image of my father’s furious face out of my mind for the rest of the night. The way he’d turned and stormed off, following Mason and Vera… Good riddance to all of them.“What are you smiling about?” Isaac asked as we made our way back to the reception, his arm slung casuall
“Oh my,” Zelda murmured beside me. “I bet you’re excited for your wedding night.”I felt my cheeks flush and elbowed her in the ribs, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from Isaac. For a man who seemed to spend most of his time lounging around and attending parties, he was surprisingly built.The King
BiancaThe entire ballroom fell into a shocked silence. A duel? Had Isaac gone insane?“Isaac, stop,” I hissed, grabbing his arm. “This is our wedding. You don’t need to do this. Mason is nothing.”Isaac didn’t look at me—just kept glaring at Mason, his eyes so red with his wolf’s fury that the blue