LOGINShe was right. I sat. She handed me a small basket of green beans and I got to work snapping the stems off, perhaps a little more violently than I should have. To her credit, she didn’t ask anything, and didn’t seem to mind when I shoved a couple of the beans into my mouth as I worked.Finally, abou
Avery’s POVSebastian's office was peaceful, the window open, letting in the breeze. It did little to calm the racing thoughts in my head.“Coffee?” he asked, reaching for the carafe on the side table.“Um. Sure.” I sat, running my hands over my face as he poured it. A moment later, a steaming cup w
Avery’s POVThe drive to Aldric’s pack was quiet, I had to give Sebastian that. He didn’t press me for an answer just yet regarding his proposal. I didn’t want to give him one.When we arrived, I was unsurprised to see Gideon’s car sitting in the driveway. Sebastian’s fingers tightened a little arou
Avery’s POV“Avery…”Gideon’s hands came down to cup my face. His lips were soft and sweet when he kissed me, and my name was so low I almost couldn’t hear it. But he said it again and again, like a mantra, and each time he said it, it sounded even sweeter to my ears.“Avery… I love you.”I smiled,
“I had Claire,” I said, smiling faintly. “She was the exception. But outside of her and Bjorn and my mother, I never really…” I trailed off. “It got a little lonely.”Gideon was watching me closely, and I just now realized that my face was still hot.“Did Bjorn like it there?” he asked.“Not really.
Avery’s POVAfterwards, I laid on my back, staring at the ceiling while my pulse slowly came back down to something somewhat close to normal. The fire had burned low again. The room was warm and dim and smelled like sex and wine, and my muscles were loose and my wolf was content for the time being.
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
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
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







