Bianca & IsaacBiancaMy eyes shot open at the feeling of Isaac’s hard member poking against my backside.An erection. He had an erection, and it was pressing firmly against me, even twitching slightly as he breathed.“Mm…” Isaac grumbled softly in sleep, nuzzling the back of my neck with his nose,
“Fine,” he said, turning on his heel. “I will.”…IsaacIsaac’s smile dropped the moment he turned his back on Bianca.What the hell was going on?Coffee. Isaac needed coffee.As he made his way to the hospital cafeteria, his groin aching uncomfortably as his erection faded, he grit his teeth and cu
BiancaI stood in the center of the room I’d chosen for the nursery.It was a modest-sized room, perhaps not large enough or grand enough for the future prince or princess of the Lycan kingdom, but I hadn’t chosen it for its size. I’d chosen it because of the large arched windows that faced east, al
I hesitated, taking the roll and unfurling a section of it to get a better look. Indeed, the pattern was incredibly pretty—a delicate floral design depicting yellow daffodils and white roses wound around one another, with tiny canaries flitting between the flowers, all laid against a subtle cream-co
Bianca & IsaacBiancaI stared at the now-empty doorway, my jaw slack and my eyes wide. But most of all, the pain I felt in my chest had begun to radiate outward, traveling down to my belly, my legs, the tips of my toes.Zelda stepped into my vision. “Are you okay?” she asked, looking concerned.I w
“Why are you crying?” Isaac set down his glass and took a step forward. His hands seemed to move toward me as if he wanted to cup my face, but then he dropped them again and furrowed his brow.“She’s crying because you told her her belly would get, and I quote, ‘huge’,” Zelda snarled. “Apologize. No
Bianca“Which one did you choose, ma’am?”I tapped my chin for a moment, surveying the array of white dresses that were laid out across my bed. They ranged from simple to elegant, and a couple were even downright sexy, boasting plunging necklines and high slits up the legs.“This one,” I said, picki
My breath caught.“My mother’s ring!” I exclaimed, pulling it out and holding it up to the light. It looked freshly cleaned, so much so that it was sparkling in the light. “You found it!”Isaac nodded. “I looked all over,” he said, gesturing to his disheveled state. I bit my lip, realizing that that
Even I knew what a big deal that was. With that kind of press, we could control the narrative even further. We could talk about the Shelter Project, our new friendship with Ethan—really showcase Isaac’s potential as a future king.It would be perfect.“They’ve never approached me before,” Isaac said
BiancaThree days after Ethan’s party, I was having a nice, peaceful breakfast in the palace dining room when Isaac suddenly stormed in with a newspaper clutched in his hand and a scowl on his face.“Have you seen this?” he demanded, slapping the paper down in front of me.I picked it up and nearly
I shrugged, suddenly feeling awkward. “You’re always so nice to me when I’m not feeling well. I guess I… wanted to say thank you.”Isaac paused mid-bite and studied me with an unreadable expression. Then he smiled—not his usual smirk, but something a little bit softer and, dare I say, more genuine.
BiancaI woke up slowly, surrounded by a warmth that had nothing to do with the morning sunshine spilling across my comforter. For a moment, I kept my eyes closed, savoring the comfort. Then I registered the weight of an arm draped over my waist, the steady breathing against my neck.Isaac.My eyes
Isaac tilted his head, his blue eyes flickering briefly with an otherworldly glow as he studied me in the darkness. Was his wolf close to the surface? “Your mouth says one thing, but the rest of you says another.” He reached up, brushing a strand of hair from my face, his fingers lingering against m
Bianca“Seven minutes in heaven,” a woman in a red dress announced to the room, holding up an empty wine bottle. “Who’s feeling nostalgic tonight?”I stiffened immediately. They had said the game would be geared toward couples, but seven minutes in heaven? Was this woman serious? I’d expected charad
Ethan didn’t look convinced; he’d always been able to read Isaac like a book, and he knew that the pregnancy hormones had nothing to do with it.“And what about when she inevitably finds out?” Ethan asked. “Because she will, Isaac. She’s your fiancee, and she’s clearly highly intelligent. And if you
Isaac“Party games!” Isaac beamed, whirling toward Bianca. “Bianca, darling, why don’t you go join the others? I’ll be there in a minute.”Bianca hesitated, narrowing her eyes at Isaac. He hoped she couldn’t see his Adam’s apple bob as he gulped. Finally, she nodded. “Alright. But don’t take too lon
“This is incredible,” I said, and I meant it. “The thought you’ve put into the design… it’s clear you actually care about the people you’re helping.”Ethan’s expression softened. “That’s the whole point, isn’t it? What good is wealth if it’s not used to improve lives?”“Exactly,” I agreed. “I’ve alw