Mag-log inIsaac’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
By the time evening rolled around, I felt like I was going to vomit. But at least I looked like Ashlyn and smelled like no one.After putting on a sleek black pantsuit and my hat and sunglasses—prepared to provide excuses if anyone told me to remove them indoors—I was ready. The disguise felt like a
Bianca & IsaacBiancaMy heart stopped dead in my chest as I stared at my father.Oliver Ravenwood looked exactly as I remembered him—tall and imposing in his tailored suit, his salt-and-pepper hair slicked back, his cold eyes surveying the scene with detached curiosity.Those eyes flicked over me,
Bianca & IsaacBiancaMy fingers trembled as I reached for my sunglasses. This was it—the moment I’d feared for five years. Once I removed them, there would be no going back. Ethan would recognize me immediately, and Isaac…But before my fingers could touch the glasses, a commotion erupted outside t
I looked again. Isaac was still staring at me, tears shimmering in his eyes now. He looked… broken. Lost. Like a boy who’d had his heart ripped out.I couldn’t take it anymore. Maybe it was my wolf’s doing, maybe it was my own, but before I knew it I had stumbled away from the window, nearly collaps







