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
For the rest of the day I was scrubbed, moisturized, polished, and painted until I barely recognized myself in the mirror. My hair was arranged in an elaborate updo with silver pins that matched my dress, and my makeup was subtle but flattering.Throughout it all, I kept expecting Isaac to come chec
“Your passion for this cause is evident,” Alpha Donovan said. “We’re confident in your ability to lead this program successfully.”Over the next twenty minutes, they explained the next steps—paperwork to sign, funds to be transferred, timelines to establish. I nodded and took notes, trying to absorb
BiancaLife in the palace returned to normal over the following days—or at least, some kind of strange, twisted version of it. If I could describe it in proper words, I would say that it was like stepping back into the early days of our political arrangement. Cold, distant, and mechanical.As the da
BiancaI stared at the torn contract in Isaac’s hands in disbelief.“You’re not signing it?” I choked out, incredulous. “That contract is to protect our child.”“No,” Isaac replied, dropping the torn pieces onto the table. “That contract is you trying to manipulate the situation, and you know it. It







