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
“Vera’s pregnant with my pup.”My husband, Mason, calmly informed me that he got my sister pregnant.“A divorce, then.” I cleared my throat quietly, lifting my chin as I sat up straighter in my chair. “I’ll tell Father.”“We can’t get a divorce, Bianca.” Mason shook his head, looking at me as though
“I haven’t seen you before, beautiful.” The man raised an eyebrow as a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. This man, whoever he was, was the epitome of the word ‘cocky’. And I really, really didn’t like cocky people. I wasn’t looking for a conversation, all I needed was that damn vial and I was
“Welcome home, ma’am.” The maid greeted me lightly as she helped me with my coat, slipping it off my shoulders and folding it over her forearm, “Your father’s been asking where you’ve been.”“Really? I didn’t know he was home.” I hummed. My father, Sir Oliver, had always been out on business trips f
“Alright, I’m coming-” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I stepped out of the washroom, “You didn’t have to wait for me, I could’ve just met you out there-”“You know full well we’re supposed to appear together, you’re my wife-” Mason turned to look at me, eyes widening for a second as he looke
“How long have they been in an affair? How did you find out?” “Are they keeping the pup?” “How did you feel when you found out his mistress was your stepsister?” All the questions being thrown in my face was a little more overwhelming than I’d anticipated, but I remained poised, my expression ne
“Mother of your pup?” Mason scoffed, his eyes flickering back and forth between Isaac and I. I pressed my lips together as the room thickened with tension, and I looked over at Father to gauge his reaction.“Mother of… the Lycan Prince’s… pup…” Father stood there in silence, his mouth agape with sho
As I watched Father and Isaac converse with each other (what they were talking about, I wasn’t quite listening to anymore – they’d lost my attention when they started bonding over liking the same type of whiskey), I couldn’t help but find it fascinating. A century ago, we had lost to the Lycans in a
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