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
The ascent was rougher than our previous flights together. The wings rattled in the wind, and the plane shook as we climbed higher into the storm. Without realizing what I was doing, I reached out and gripped Isaac’s arm, holding tight as we pitched and rolled through the turbulence.His jaw was ten
“What?” Benjamin set down his fork.“Why not?” I insisted with a shrug. “It sounds like exactly what Silvermist needs, anyway—a reminder of better days, of what could be again.”“Bianca, darling,” Isaac said slowly beside me, “you’ve barely started renovating this place. Do you really think now is t
As if sensing my eyes on him, he turned his head slightly in my direction. My breath caught in my throat, but he quickly looked away again, returning to his task without so much as a nod of acknowledgment.My fingers unconsciously rose to touch the mark on my neck—the place where Isaac’s teeth had b
BiancaThe fiddle music was beautiful. Sweet and lively at the same time, the perfect sort of thing to move to and feel in your heart.But for the first time in my life, I had no idea where to begin.My eyes found Benjamin’s in the crowd, and he gave me an encouraging nod, but it didn’t help any. Ev







