LOGINIsaac’s fists clenched. “Explain.”“The compound is incredibly sophisticated,” Dr. Mercer said. “It triggers the same neurological responses as a true mate bond—the overwhelming attraction, the possessive instincts, the inability to resist. But it’s entirely artificial.”His vision blurred at the ed
IsaacIsaac’s hands were still shaking as he walked through the palace corridors. Not from nerves—from rage. The flight back from Silvermist had done nothing to calm the storm brewing inside of him. If anything, seeing Bianca again, meeting his son, and discovering the truth about the forged evidenc
Isaac’s jaw worked, but he nodded. “Fine. Fair and square.”“Good.” I looked around the room. “After the election, we’ll reveal everything. My identity, the evidence against my father, all of it. But in the meantime, we have to work together to gather more proof.” I shot Zane a warning glare when I
BiancaThe next morning, I woke up with a crick in my neck from a fitful night’s sleep and burning eyes from crying. Before I even registered the pale sunlight creeping over the horizon, I recalled yesterday’s events.Isaac had met Callum for the first time.And it had gone… so much better than I ev
“He is.” I stopped outside my office door. “We need to talk.”Isaac nodded and followed me inside. I went straight to my desk and pulled out the bottom drawer, retrieving the manila folder that contained the evidence that had convinced me he wanted me dead.“This is everything I gathered,” I said, s
BiancaI stood outside Callum’s bedroom door with my hand hovering over the handle. Isaac was beside me, and I could feel his hot breath tickling the hairs on the back of my neck. When I shot a glance at him over my shoulder, his eyes were fixed on the doorknob, waiting for me to open it.“He’s prob
I barely heard their continued conversation as the implications sank in. Isaac was running for President? After just becoming King of the Lycans?It didn’t make any sense. Unless…No. It made perfect sense; no wonder he had been so hell-bent on having an heir with ties to both the Lycans and the Wer
BiancaI forced a smile onto my face even though my heart felt like it was about to pound clean out of my chest.What choice did I have? Isaac Thorne, the man who tried to have me killed, the father of my child, my fated mate, was standing in front of me with those eerily cold and calculating eyes.
IsaacIsaac watched in disbelief as the woman fled down the hallway, her burgundy skirts trailing behind her like a river of fire. He’d only managed to say a few words to her before she disappeared.“Wait!” he called after her, taking a few steps forward. But she was already gone.She was his mate.
My stomach churned. Of course my father would use my “death” as a political tool, just as he’d used my mother’s death. Just as he’d used me my entire life.I was so lost in my thoughts that I almost didn’t hear the sound of approaching footsteps and voices. My head snapped up, and I quickly backed a







