Third person Scarlet looked around the grand circular table sternly, with fire lighting up her dark eyes. “I will not be disrespected,” she spat at the small crowd of nobles, “regardless of the vile rumors that you have heard. I have been falsely accused of these wretched crimes against my own bel
I sent Nina a text and asked her to meet me at the palace the next morning for breakfast. She was all excitement, saying she would have Kayden drop her off first thing in the morning. I shook my head, wondering if that meant Alexander’s Beta was already at her place right now, and planning to stay
I was under surveillance in the palace. How much I was being watched, how many of my conversations were being listened in on, I could not know. But surely there was some truth to what my father said about communications being monitored here. I did my best to assure Nina that everything was alright
I should have been able to fight off the attackers. There were only two of them. The mountain of a man who I spied, too late, approaching from the right. And a second one that I never even saw, who seemed to appear from nowhere. Suddenly he was right behind me with a rough hand reaching around my f
A blinding pain took hold of me. My head was ringing, and it felt like the air thinned out. I gasped but couldn’t get enough oxygen in. My hands were tied behind my back, but my arms thrashed instinctively, wanting to fly to my throat. It was my father’s Alpha power. I heard his footsteps as he
Fiona Next thing I knew, I was lying flat on the bed in the downstairs guest room of my parents’ house. It was dark in the room, but light spilled in from the open door to the brightly lit hallway. My father stood in the doorway, his large frame silhouetted against the yellow light, speaking quietl
The last remnants of the sun were fading down below the horizon by the time I was back in the West Wing, heading for our room. The arched hallways felt eerily quiet. I pulled my key from my purse, feeling the bulge in the zippered pocket where I had stashed my father’s letter. Crap—I’d forgotten to
I pulled my phone out while Alexander was in the bathroom, and texted Nina. She was up late as usual, and responded right away. Me: Just saw your missed calls. It’s a long story, but I’m fine. Home now with A. Nina: Phew!! We were all so worried about you!!! My stomach dropped. That was not good.