LOGINElowenI forgot to breathe.He was already moving. The silver on his coat caught the light, and every button was polished, and the military coat sat on his shoulders as though it had been made for exactly this entrance.The wheelchair crossed the length of the hall with a smooth, unhurried pace, and
ElowenKieran sat in his wheelchair just outside the sitting room door. Lamplight caught his mask. The eyes behind it didn't blink."Being Adrian's spy?" His voice was light. Almost bored.The floor tilted under me. He'd heard everything. Father's voice through the thin door, every word about Adrian
ElowenMy heart dropped, but I kept my face still."Kieran sends his regards," I said. "He had urgent business with the council this afternoon."Chloe smiled. "Urgent business. On the day his in-laws arrive.""There are border dispatches that needed his attention." The lie came out too smooth, too r
ElowenEvery instinct told me to do what I'd always done. Lower my eyes. Press my lips together. Wait for Clarissa to grow bored and walk away. Three years of Father's lessons had drilled it into my bones: never rise to provocation, never let them see the words went deeper than skin.But Clarissa ke
The girl was not a mystery. I'd known what she was the moment she'd thrown herself in front of my carriage — a desperate Omega from a brutal household, grasping at the only lifeline she could reach. Her father was a coward and a sycophant. Adrian had used her as a prop and discarded her publicly. Sh
ElowenI didn't argue.Not because Maisie was wrong. She might have been. But I'd watched her in the classroom that morning and I understood something about her now. When Clarissa had mocked Kieran, Maisie hadn't flinched for herself. She'd flinched for her brother. Every insult Clarissa aimed at Ki







