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
He was right. I’d been trying to mold Isaac into the perfect prince since the day we started our arrangement. I’d been frustrated when he didn’t live up to my expectations, disappointed when he didn’t match the image I had in my head of what I needed in order to achieve my goals, and had taken it up
“Your father manipulated people for his own gain. He had your mother killed.”Of course I would never do anything that heinous, but… Was there really such a difference between my father’s manipulation and my own attempts to shape Isaac into the perfect prince? Both were about control, about making s
As if on cue, my stomach growled loudly, making us both laugh.“I’ll take that as a yes,” Zane said. “What do you feel like eating? I can run down to the kitchen and see what’s available.”I shook my head. “No need. The kitchen staff deserves their evening off. Let’s just order something.” I pulled
Bianca & IsaacBianca“Fix my reputation?” Isaac sat up and stared at me in shock. “Are you serious?”I nodded as I smoothed down my dress. “Yes, I’m serious. Do you think I’m joking about this?”“I don’t know, Bianca. I thought we were having a nice evening, and now suddenly it’s an ambush.” Isaac







