MasukIsaac’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
“We need to tell someone,” Zane said, grabbing my arm. “The King—”“The King knows,” I said flatly. “He has to. The servant girl, Lisette—she was young and pretty and caught his eye. Isaac is probably his bastard son. The King and Queen covered it up together, and then they got rid of the evidence.
IsaacIsaac stood in front of his bathroom mirror, poking at the bruise on his cheekbone. It had already turned his skin mottled and purple, his eye beginning to swell slightly above it. He winced as he touched it, but touched it anyway, the pain oddly grounding him.He didn’t know what came over hi
BiancaIt was sunset by the time we finally approached Silvermist. I cradled Callum against my chest, surprised and relieved that he had somehow, miraculously, slept through most of the arduous journey.We were home.And it seemed that we had quite the welcome party waiting for us.“Goddess,” I whis
BiancaI stood frozen for a moment, watching Isaac as he leaned against the car. When he saw me looking, he straightened, pushing away from the car.“Well?” he asked. “How did it go?”I hesitated for another second, then took a deep breath and approached. “They approved it. Eighty percent majority.







