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
IsaacIsaac woke to the gentle rocking of the ocean beneath him and the worst hangover of his life. His head pounded like someone was taking a jackhammer to his skull, and his mouth tasted like something had crawled into it and died. Even the warm morning sunlight that streamed through the cabin win
BiancaThe following morning, I woke up earlier than my alarm. I should have felt butterflies in my stomach, but instead, there was nothing but a pit there. And it had nothing to do with morning sickness.Today was my wedding day.Today, I was marrying Prince Isaac Thorne—entering into a second marr
IsaacIsaac walked through the palace gardens, hands stuffed in his pockets, eyes looking down at the grass. The bath house interaction with Bianca had left him feeling… strange. He couldn’t place the feeling exactly—frankly, he wasn’t even sure if he wanted to.For weeks now, he had been keeping hi
Bianca“You look like shit,” Isaac said.I squinted up at him against the sunlight. “Gee. Thanks.”He crouched down next to me. “No, I mean you actually look ill. Are you feeling okay?”“Just peachy. Nothing like having your cheating ex-husband, wicked stepsister, and possibly murderous father under







