I stare at her, not really sure what her hangover has to do with me.My hesitance seems to make Selina bristle. “Well?” she asks, snapping her fingers—snapping them. “Be a dear and fetch some coffee for the future Luna of Ordan, will you?”The man goes to say something, but I shake my head and plast
IrisSelina just stands there in stunned silence for several long moments, and I’m not entirely sure if she’s enraged or embarrassed. Likely both. Without another word, she huffs angrily and storms out of the gallery, leaving Arthur’s Beta still standing there.I expect him to turn and follow his mi
The receptionist leads me over a sky bridge with a lobby below, where trickling fountains spray cool mist into the air. This place is… nice. Really nice.I always knew that the Alpha President’s headquarters was astonishing, but being here in person is like a slap in the face. While Arthur and I had
Iris & ArthurIris“Who is Caleb?”Arthur sighs. “He’s Selina’s brother,” he says, sinking down into his chair. He looks more weary than he did a little while ago.I’m not surprised by that tidbit of information, though. Whoever Caleb is, he sounds as if he’s certainly in a position of power. If not
However, over the last five years, it feels as if Caleb and Selina and their entire family seem to have lost the memo somewhere along the way.I lean forward, pushing my fingers into the surface of the desk. “Caleb, this is a complete abuse of power. Regardless of my bond with my fated mate, you can
IrisI realize I haven’t felt genuine joy in days once I step into my cozy apartment back in Bo’Arrocan and hear the sound of Miles’ tiny voice. He comes barreling into the foyer, his dark hair flopping into his bright green eyes, and quite literally launches himself into my arms.“Mommy, you’re bac
I turn to Brian, who’s lingering nearby, and hand him the contract. He takes a look at it. “This is… huge,” he says, his eyes wide as he glances up at me. “This is, like, every artist’s dream.”He’s right, too. To have a patron basically means that you’ve made it as an artist. To be given money just
IrisI didn’t think I would feel this way, but after deciding to move Miles to Ordan with me, I suddenly feel a new sense of cheer wash over me. Maybe I’m going back to a city filled with old memories, but the promise of new opportunities, a new life, is enough to soften some of the bad things.Righ
“Alright,” I finally agree. “I won’t tell anyone, but only for a few days. This is too big to keep from my mate for any longer than that.”Caleb smiles, looking relieved. “Thank you.” He glances down at my coffee-stained blouse and winces. “I’m sorry about that. Let me make it up to you.”“It’s just
IrisI blink, surprised by Caleb’s presence. His expression is unreadable as he carefully dabs at my shirt, but there’s something in his eyes—a strange intensity that makes me uncomfortable. It’s the same look he gave me at the hospital when we first met.“Actually, I’ve been hoping to run into you,
While Arthur dresses, I slip out of the bedroom. Miles is in the kitchen now, standing on his tiptoes trying to reach the cereal boxes on the top shelf. Scout curls around my legs, crying for his breakfast too as I make my way over to Miles.“Here, let me help,” I say, retrieving his favorite cereal
IrisSunlight streams through my partially open curtains, painting warm stripes across the tangled white sheets. I wake slowly, my body pleasantly sore in ways I haven’t felt in years. An arm is draped heavily across my waist, and for a moment, I’m disoriented—and then the memories of last night com
“I want to taste you,” I whisper, pushing him gently onto his back.Arthur’s eyes fly open, watching as I move down his body, placing open-mouthed kisses along his chest and stomach. When I take him into my mouth, his hand flies to my hair, fingers tangling in the strands.I remember what he likes—t
Iris“Do you want some wine?” I ask, locking the door behind us. The apartment is quiet, just the soft hum of the refrigerator and Miles’ nightlight spilling into the hallway from his partially open bedroom door. Emi was waiting for us when we arrived, and quickly left once she saw Arthur enter behi
“To new beginnings,” Arthur says softly, clinking his glass against mine. I smile and take a sip. The champagne is crisp and cold, bubbles dancing on my tongue. I lean back on one elbow, gazing up at the mural again.“You know,” I say thoughtfully, “I’ve always loved that this mural shows humans and
Iris“Careful, step up here,” Arthur murmurs, his hand firm on my lower back as he guides me forward.The blindfold is soft against my face, blocking out all light. I’ve been wearing it since we got in the car twenty minutes ago, and my curiosity is killing me. Where on earth is Arthur taking me?“A
The interviewer takes notes, then turns to me. “And now you’re raising your son together. How has that transition been?”“It’s been wonderful having Arthur in Miles’ life,” I manage. “Miles adores him.”“I imagine it must be quite the adjustment, suddenly being thrust into the public eye as the Alph