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
Bianca“Apply it liberally,” Dr. Alfred said as he handed me the small bottle containing a fresh batch of perfume. “I made this batch stronger, so it should mask your scent better.”“Thank you.”I dabbed the liquid on my wrists, behind my ears, and at the base of my throat, fighting the urge to snee
It was disconcerting, seeing him like this. With Ethan nearby, he seemed more like the Isaac I remembered from five years ago—charming, quick-witted, even a little playful. The only difference was the haunted look that still lingered in his eyes.Had my “death” really affected him that deeply? The t
But all the while, I felt Ethan’s eyes on me, watchful and thoughtful. He stayed close, asking pointed questions about my leadership style, my decision-making process, my long-term vision for Silvermist.Each question felt like a test, as if he was trying to catch me in a lie. But I answered careful
Besides, he had lost the capacity to care about much of anything ever since Bianca had died.“I agreed to marry you because my father wished it, and because no Lycan King has ever ruled alone,” Isaac continued coolly. “But I made it clear that this would be a marriage of convenience only. If that’s







