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
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
“Well, whatever you decide to do next, I’m here to help,” Isaac promised. “For real this time.”Bianca offered him a small smile, but he could tell she didn’t even believe him anymore. And how could she? Aside from occasionally stepping in whenever absolutely necessary, he had done pretty much fuck
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







