KNOXEven heartbroken, I can't waste time drowning in this mess. The weight of what Aubrey told me about Jax sits heavy in my chest, but I force myself to move. My brother—planning to kill our father, to take the crown through violence. Part of me always knew something was off about Jax, but rebellion? Murder? The shock of it still makes my head spin.I find Father in his chambers, already half-dressed for the ceremony. His valet steps back as I enter, and Father waves him away with an impatient gesture. He looks up when I close the door, and I see the same exhaustion in his eyes that I feel in my bones."We need to talk." I close the door behind me, my voice rougher than I intend. "It's about Jax."Father pauses in adjusting his ceremonial sash, his eyebrows lifting slightly. "What abo
The pacing helps—each step across the marble floor, keeping me from completely falling apart. My ribs ache with every breath, the bruises on my throat throb with my pulse, but none of that matters now. Only the growing certainty that I'm about to destroy the most precious thing in my life.This is the right choice, I tell myself, though my hands shake as I trace the same path for the hundredth time. Knox deserves the truth, no matter what it costs.The door bursts open without warning, and Knox fills the doorway like an avenging angel. "My love, what's wrong?”Those green eyes I love so much blaze with panic as they take in my battered appearance.&ldqu
AUBREYI stand before the ornate mirror in my bridal chambers, watching my reflection as morning light streams through the tall windows. My wedding dress hangs nearby—ivory silk with intricate beadwork that catches the sunlight like scattered diamonds. In just hours, I'll walk down the aisle to marry Knox, and tonight... tonight I'll tell him everything.The decision sits heavy in my chest, but it feels right. After last night, after hearing him whisper that he loves me, I can't keep living this lie. I can't let more innocent people risk their lives while I harbor Jax's secrets. Most importantly, I can't afford to lose Knox. Not now. Not when I've finally understood what we could have together.My fingers trace the diamond bracelet Elder Lina gave me, its warm pulse a reminder that some magic protects rather than controls. Whatever
KNOXThe morning of my wedding should be filled with anticipation, not the cold dread that sits like lead in my stomach as I make my way to Elder Lina's tower. Her summons arrived at dawn, brief and urgent: "Come immediately. The blood results are ready."Each step up the spiral staircase feels heavier than the last. Part of me doesn't want to know what Lina has discovered, doesn't want confirmation of the suspicions that have been eating away at me for days. But if I'm right about the white wolf's identity, if my worst fears are true, then Aubrey deserves to know—no matter how much it will destroy her.I find Lina standing before her workbench, her silver hair gleaming in the morning light as she studies a collection of vials filled with various colored liquids. When she turns to fac
AUBREYI lie in the darkness, staring at the ceiling as moonlight filters through the gossamer curtains. Sleep refuses to come, my mind churning with Lina's devastating revelations about the possibility that Jax might have manipulated my memories.What if everything I believed could be a lie?The thought makes my stomach clench with nausea. Even though nothing has been confirmed, even though we don't know for certain, just the possibility that my memories of that night, my loyalty to Jax, even my burning need for revenge could all be manufactured—it's terrifying beyond words.I turn restlessly in the massive bed, and my movement wakes Knox. His arm tightens around my waist as he stirs, pulling me closer against his warm chest."Can'
AUBREYThe narrow spiral staircase to Elder Lina's tower feels endless as I climb, my hand trailing along the cold stone wall for balance. Each step echoes softly in the confined space, mixing with the sound of my slightly labored breathing. I've been putting off this visit for days, but the diamond bracelet on my wrist—the one that somehow protected me from Jax's mental assault during the ceremony—deserves proper gratitude.Plus, I'm curious about her cryptic words. "Make the choice you already know in your heart." What did she mean by that?The scent of herbs and something else—something that tastes like old magic—grows stronger as I near the top. When I finally reach the heavy wooden door, I pause to catch my breath before knocking."Come in, child," Lina's