Isaac didn’t need to say anything else to make the implication clear: he didn’t trust Zane. A small voice in the back of Isaac’s head told him he was being unreasonable, that he was letting his wolf’s possessiveness override his logic. But he couldn’t stop himself.Zane blinked. “Princess Bianca is
IsaacThe palace was quiet at this hour, most of the staff having retired for the night, leaving only the occasional guard posted throughout the dimly lit corridors. The party had long since ended, and Bianca had already retired, complaining about a sore back and swollen feet.So it was Isaac and Is
“I wouldn’t put it past her,” I admitted. “But I don’t want to ruin the party by worrying about it right now.”Zelda nodded, although I could tell by the stubborn set of her jaw that she was adding Ella to the very top of her list of suspects.“Bianca, darling,” Ella cooed as she reached us, air-kis
BiancaElla had been invited to the party, of course, so I was expecting to have to see her at some point.But seeing her now sent a jolt of unease ran through me, and as I watched her saunter into the garden, wearing a red dress that was entirely too formal for a daytime garden party—and clearly de
“Which messenger?” Isaac asked, stepping forward. “Do you remember?”The baker shook his head. “I don’t recall. There are so many messengers coming and going all day. I just assumed it was legitimate since it looked official and had Lady Zelda’s signature.”Isaac took the note from Zelda and examine
Bianca“That’s not correct!” Zelda hissed, snatching the plate from Isaac’s hand. “You’re not having a girl!”I froze, my smile faltering. The crowd, still clapping and cheering, hadn’t heard Zelda’s words, but they quickly sensed that something was wrong. The applause died down as everyone noticed