LOGINMira's heart was pounding. She could feel it against her ribs as she stared at Max, desperately searching for something, anything, that could undo the words that had already left her mouth.“Jack didn't kill the maid.”Why had she said that? Why hadn't she simply kept quiet?She had been so focused on defending Jack that she hadn't thought about what Max would notice and now he was looking at her differently, not as the woman he had been arguing with moments ago, not as the woman who was angry because he had arrested Jack.He was looking at her like a suspect, like she was part of the people he needed to be careful of.Mira swallowed."I didn't mean it like that. I was only saying that Jack didn't kill her” she said.""But you said the maid was dead” Max said.Mira forced herself to remain calm."I assumed” she replied.Max's eyes narrowed."You assumed? Based on what?"Mira crossed her arms, trying to make herself look irritated rather than nervous."Because she still hasn't been fou
Mira had been looking for Max for nearly twenty minutes. She had checked the courtyard, the training grounds, the main hallway, even the servants' quarters but he was nowhere to be found.Her frustration only continued to grow. She was still angry with him.Very angry actually and she felt that still wasn’t enough to properly describe the kind of rage she felt.Ever since he had arrested Jack, she had been unable to stop thinking about it. She knew Jack had been released, but that didn't erase the fact that Max had been willing to put him in the dungeon based on nothing more than suspicion.At least, that was what Mira wanted everyone to believe. Because deep down, she knew the truth that Jack had been involved.He had been there, he knew about the missing maid and she knew Greta had something to do with it too.But she couldn't tell Max. She couldn't betray Jack and perhaps that was exactly why she was so nervous around him.Finally, she spotted him and her calm face immediately hard
The moment Kaelyn entered the forest, the atmosphere changed.The noise of the mansion gradually disappeared behind her until all she could hear was the rustling of leaves and the occasional chirping of birds hidden somewhere among the branches.She pulled her shawl closer around herself and continued along the narrow path.Every few steps, she glanced over her shoulder but there was nothing behind her.Her heart sank slightly.“He should be following me by now” she thought but she continued anyway.Perhaps Eugene had decided not to follow her. Perhaps he had finally stopped caring. That thought irritated her more than she wanted to admit.Kaelyn kicked a small stone out of her path."Stubborn man” she muttered.She had deliberately walked past him, she had refused to tell him where she was going, she had practically challenged him to come after her and yet there was still no sign of him.She walked deeper into the forest. The mansion was now barely visible between the trees.Kaelyn
Kaelyn stood beside the large window in her room, staring down at the courtyard below. She had been standing there for several minutes without saying a word.Ava, who was seated nearby with Kaelyn's baby in her arms, noticed the unusual silence."What are you looking at?" She asked.Kaelyn didn't answer immediately. Her eyes remained fixed on the courtyard, mainly on Alpha King Eugene.He was walking across the courtyard with several guards following a few steps behind him. His expression was serious as usual, and every now and then, he stopped to speak with one of the warriors stationed around the mansion.Kaelyn's eyes narrowed. She watched him for several seconds then an idea came to her.A slow smile appeared on her lips and she walked toward the wardrobe."I've decided to take a walk” she said.Ava blinked."A walk? Now?""Why not?"Kaelyn opened the wardrobe and began looking through her clothes.Ava adjusted the baby in her arms."Should I call a maid to accompany you?" She ask
Feelings That Refused to DisappearMira stormed through the hallway. Her footsteps echoed against the polished floor as she moved faster than she probably should have.Her mind was a mess, completely filled with thoughts of Greta, Jack, the dead maid, Max and concern for Becca and Eugene’s relationship.There were simply too many things happening at once but of all of them, one thing irritated her the most.Greta.Mira still couldn't believe what had happened in that storage room. She could still remember the sight of the dead maid and the fact that Greta had been the cause of all of it.She wished Greta had just handled ger business without dragging poor Jack into it.Mira clenched her fists. She had wanted to find Max earlier, but now she wanted to find him even more.She needed answers, she needed to know what he was doing about the missing maid and, more importantly, she needed to know why Greta seemed to be hiding something."Where is that man?" Mira muttered.She turned another
Jack could feel the chill of the eerie dungeon settling against his skin as he walked through the narrow stone passage beside Seraphina. The torches mounted along the walls flickered with every passing breeze, throwing long, distorted shadows across the floor.Neither of them spoke. They actually had nothing to talk about aside the fact that Desmond had done something completely insane to Jack by throwing him under the bus.And that was despicable, considering the fact that they were now working together.Jack's jaw remained tightly clenched. He had spent the entire walk thinking about what he wanted to say to Desmond.He was angry.No.Angry wasn't even enough to describe it. That word would be too calm to explain the pure rage of burning fire in Jack’s gut.Desmond had deliberately given Eugene information that had put Jack under suspicion. He had allowed Max to interrogate him and had nearly gotten him arrested for something he hadn't done.And Jack wanted answers.Seraphina finall
The morning sun crept through the tall windows of Becca’s chamber, golden beams slipping past the velvet drapes to rest upon the floor. The mansion walls were silent save for the distant sound of hooves in the courtyard and the faint clink of armor as guards changed shifts. Becca sat on the cushi
The night outside pressed heavy against the tall windows, a blanket of darkness that mirrored the storm raging inside Alpha Desmond’s mind. He paced back and forth, boots scraping the polished floor, shoulders tense, fists clenching and unclenching. Seraphina sat by the hearth, the flickering fir
The morning air carried the smell of steel as Eugene walked across the stone courtyard with Max at his side. He had tried to forget about last night with Becca but it was a battle he kept loosing. He exhaled through his nose, jaw tight, shoulders rolling with tension. His shoes clicked against t
Alpha Brian sat on the floor, his back pressed against the wall of his cell, shackles biting into his wrists. Brian closed his eyes, fury swirling inside him like a storm that refused to calm. He could see her face again, Becca’s, that cursed, wretched woman. The memory of last night gnawed at hi







