AUBREYI hadn't expected Knox's kiss to feel this... comforting. Despite everything Jax commanded, despite the mission burning in the back of my mind, there's something about the way Knox holds me that makes the world feel less sharp around the edges. His lips move against mine with a desperate hunger that mirrors something deep inside me, something I've been trying to ignore for weeks.The heat building between us is undeniable, electric in a way that has nothing to do with duty or manipulation. When I feel the hard evidence of his arousal pressing against me through his clothes, a thrill shoots through my body that's entirely my own reaction, not part of any plan.My hand slides downward almost of its own accord, my fingers grazing along the length of him through the fabric. The contact makes him groan softly against my mouth, a sound so raw and needy that it sends liquid fire straight to my core."Fuck, Aubrey," he breathes, his restraint crumbling as
KNOX"You're an idiot," Iris declares from her position curled against Astor's side on the burgundy velvet sofa. Her dark hair spills over his massive shoulder as she gestures dramatically with her wine glass. "A complete and utter fool."I drag a hand through my hair, still feeling the phantom weight of that emerald ring in my pocket. The sitting room feels too small suddenly, the ornate furniture and rich tapestries closing in around me like a trap. "Thank you for your overwhelming support, sister.""She's right," Mom says gently from her chair by the fireplace, her emerald silk dress pooling around her feet. The flames cast dancing shadows across her face, highlighting the concern etched in her features. "Knox, darling, you can't just... ambush a woman with a proposal. Especially not after kidnapping her."Dad remains silent in his leather armchair, nursing his brandy and staring into the fire. His disapproval radiates off him in waves—not about the failed proposal, but about my in
AUBREYI pace across my chamber like a caged wolf, my bare feet silent on the polished wooden floor. The burgundy velvet gown I wore to dinner lies crumpled in a corner where I threw it after returning from that disastrous proposal. My hair hangs loose around my shoulders, still tangled from Knox carrying me over his shoulder like some barbarian claiming his prize.What have I done?The memory of Knox's face when I laughed at his proposal makes my stomach twist with guilt. The hurt that flashed across his features, the way his shoulders sagged when I rejected him—it haunts me. But how could I have said yes? How could I betray everything Jax has done for me, everything he's sacrificed to give me purpose?The cool night air drifts through my open window, carrying the scent of roses from the garden below. Those damned roses. Even their perfume mocks me now, reminding me of the bouquet Knox scattered across the moss when I crushed his hopes.You're being dramatic, I tell myself, wrapping
JAXI lean back in my leather chair, savoring the expensive whiskey as I review the latest reports from my spies scattered throughout the kingdom. The amber liquid burns pleasantly down my throat while I study the carefully detailed accounts of fear and chaos my network has been sowing. Three villages reporting strange disappearances, livestock found mutilated in ritualistic patterns, families fleeing their homes in terror—all exactly as planned.My lips curve into a satisfied smile as I trace the red marks on the map spread across my mahogany desk. Each mark represents another step toward destabilizing Knox's future kingdom, another crack in the foundation of royal authority. The people are beginning to lose faith in their precious crown prince's ability to protect them. Soon, they'll be desperate for a new leader—someone strong enough to restore order to the chaos.Someone like me.A soft knock at my door interrupts my thoughts. "Enter," I call without looking up, assuming it's one
KNOX"You absolute fool!" Liam snarls in my mind, his fury washing over me in waves. "That's our mate you just threatened! What the hell is wrong with you?"Regret floods through me, cold and bitter as winter rain. What have I become? Standing here in this moonlit clearing, towering over the woman the Moon Goddess chose for me, using my power to intimidate her into submission. This isn't who I am. This isn't who I want to be."Aubrey," I say, my voice immediately shifting to something softer, more earnest. I take a step back, giving her space to breathe. "I... I'm sorry. That was inexcusable." I run a hand through my hair, scattering the carefully styled strands. "I handled that terribly. You have every right to be angry
KNOXI kneel there in the moonlit clearing, holding the ring that cost more than most nobles see in a lifetime, watching Aubrey's face cycle through shock, disbelief, and something that might be panic. The emerald catches the starlight, sending green fire dancing across the moss-covered ground between us, but her expression remains frozen in that same stunned silence.I didn't expect her disdain for me to be even more intense than the public indifference she's shown these past weeks. Every interaction we've had has been laced with barely concealed hostility, every conversation ending with her fleeing from my presence like I'm some sort of plague carrier. But tonight, when I found her talking to a crow—a fucking crow—declaring her hatred for me, the words hit like a physical blow.The whole scene was biza