LOGINBefore she disappeared, I called out, “How do you know?” Melissa didn’t stop walking. She didn’t even turn. She just said over her shoulder, “The trees tell me things.” I blinked a few times, certain I had misheard. Before I could ask what she meant by that, she was gone, disappearing around the b
Avery’s POV “Go figure.” I stormed over to the gift bag and picked it up, glancing inside one last time. Shaking my head, I turned to the nurse who had been working with me before. “Is there a place I can donate this?” I asked, holding the bag up. “Maybe the kids in the clinic would like to play w
“I was just passing through.” He was holding something in his hands. A bag, I realized. From a kids’ store. I recognized the logo immediately.“What’s that?” I asked.He held the bag out. “See for yourself.”I didn’t take the bag right away. Colt took it instead, obviously to Gideon’s chagrin, who c
Avery’s POVThe boy was young, no older than Bjorn. He was small for his age, with sandy blond hair that had clearly once been full and shiny, but was now dull and thin and falling out, leaving behind bald patches on his scalp.I sat beside his bed, gently holding his tiny hand and rubbing soothing
Gideon’s POVI felt like a coward as I watched Avery just… walk away. Get into that car with another man and that child that I was pretty certain was my own. And leave.Fiona was standing beside me, tugging on my arm and saying something, but I couldn’t hear whatever it was over the sound of my wolf
Avery’s POVBjorn’s expulsion letter stared at me from across the table. The big red letters at the top were clear: “EXPELLED FOR VIOLENT MISCONDUCT.”The table fell silent. Even Bjorn, who had previously been chattering away to Gideon about something, went quiet. I could feel him shifting in his ch
Of course, I wouldn’t touch any of it. Not just because alcohol was bad for the pregnancy, but because it could be poisoned. I sat, but I didn’t pick up my spoon, even though the stew actually looked and smelled really good.“You’re not going to eat?” The Rogue King asked, tilting his head. He had a
I tried to imagine him as a little kid, feet swinging off of a stool as he ate his lunches.“What was it like to grow up with a powerful wolf?” I asked, curiously, “My own wolf didn’t manifest when I was a child, so I never knew what it was like.”“It was a sudden change,” he admitted, staring off i
He grabbed my hand and placed the eyepatch in my palm. It was still warm from resting on his face. He curled my fingers around it and squeezed tight, so tight it hurt. “Don’t you want to be my queen?”“I’ll never be your rogue queen.”He snorted. “Of course not. I would never expect a Lycan princess
His words struck a chord in me, and I paused to consider. After a while, only one conclusion was obvious.“She knows my half-sister, and through her she probably knows… what happened to me in Silvermoon. She knew that I had been betrayed.”Gideon inhaled a heavy breath.“Tell me more about that,” he







