LOGINAmelia’s POVDamien and I rolled back and forth on our shared bed, making love for the fourth time that night alone. When the house was quiet, with everyone but us asleep, we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other.Some nights our lovemaking was rough and impassioned, other nights we were quick a
Amelia’s POVMaybe I should have left well enough alone, but with Sienna in prison, I couldn’t help but want to visit her. While I had believed myself to be Annette, Sienna had been my sister, and though she had betrayed that trust many times, I still felt connected to her in a way that I didn’t fee
Damien’s POVMy pack warriors readied themselves, but, despite Richard’s calls for his rogues to rally, many, seeing the chaos that had already befallen the battlefield, and their leader battered and broken, decided to turn and run.My side held our ground, watching warily as the rogues defied their
Damien’s POVI was on the ground, with Richard’s teeth sinking into my neck. Hot blood pushed from my wounds, curling down through my fur and dripping onto the dirt beneath me.This could so easily be the end.My body was tired. If I just closed my eyes, none of this would matter anymore.As the blo
Damien’s POVWhen we returned to the border to meet with Richard and his group, Benedict declared, “I accept your challenge on the condition that my successor will fight on my behalf.”“Your… successor?” Richard asked.All eyes fell onto me. “Yes. I’ve named Alpha Damien as my heir. I assum
Claire’s POVAlpha King Benedict looked more than just nervous. The idea of fighting Richard seemed to absolutely terrify him, and probably for good reason. Everyone knew that Benedict didn’t fight publically anymore, so his abilities had been kept secret for years.The man wasn’t getting any younge
Amelia’s POVI heard what my mother said but I just couldn’t process it. What could she possibly mean by that?There simply could be no way that was true.“Mom, what are you talking about?” I asked.It was Dad who answered for her, when Mom started to break down crying again.“Years ago, we took in
Claire’s POVJust as Amelia was about to take the glass, her fingers brushing the sides, the girls Amy and Stacy, ran by, bumping into Amelia, who, in losing her balance, knocked the poisoned glass of champagne straight off of the tray. It fell down to the hard floors, glass smashing against the mar
Claire’s POVAs we sat down in one of the sitting room to properly plan, our disguises started to fade, returning us to our own faces. Without the unknown features in the way, I could again spot everyone’s tells, so I knew, even as they were sitting down here for our chat, that everyone was already
After hanging up, I looked down at my phone. I couldn’t help but expect a call right away. To my knowledge, this was the longest we had gone without talking since we met.But the phone stayed silent. No messages. No calls.No Damien.Claire’s POVWhen Ian returned from whatever it was he did to occu







