*Evangeline,* I said her name in my mind like a prayer. *This isn't you. This isn't real.* "Tell him how you really feel," Silas suggested gently, his voice full of kindness. "Help him understand." The illusion-Evangeline looked directly at me. "I never loved you, Ronan. I was just confused. Lonel
**Ronan's POV** The second day started with Silas dragging me from my cell before dawn. My body screamed in protest as the shadow wolves hauled me upright. Every muscle felt like it had been torn apart and put back together wrong. The wounds from yesterday had scabbed over, but each movement crack
The words hurt worse than any physical wound. Worse than the claws and teeth and shadow fire. They cut right through me and found the soft, hopeful place I'd been trying to protect. But was it true? Or was Silas just playing games with my head? "She doesn't love you anymore, boy. Whatever you thin
RONAN POINT OF VIEW I don't know how long I sat there. Time moved like thick honey in the dungeons. There were no windows, no way to tell if it was day or night in this messed-up realm. The only light came from torches that burned with flames the color of dried blood. The smell down here was incre
"I am Silas, King of the Shadow Realm. And you, little wolf, are going to help me complete my bride's education." Bride. The word didn't just hit me like a punch... it felt like someone had reached into my chest and squeezed my heart until it stopped beating. "Evangeline?" "Lunara," he corrected,
Chapter 115 **Ronan's POV** They came for me in the dead of night. I had been walking through the Whispering Woods for hours, following the pull of the mate bond toward the distant palace. The trees around me moved without wind, their silver leaves catching moonlight and throwing it back in patte