LOGINBianca’s POV“I was attending a car show.” Callum casually slipped his jacket off and threw it on the back of his desk chair. His face was expressionless, but I knew he was lying.“Liar.” I stood, planting my hands on my hips. “I’ve already seen the pictures.”“Pictures?” Callum turned toward me, br
Callum’s POVI didn’t expect to lose that race.I knew that sounded arrogant, maybe, but it was just the truth. I had been into racing since I was seventeen, and I hadn’t lost a race in over a year. Coming in second tonight, to the same person I had lost to on the street a few nights before, wasn’t
I was scanning the crowd when I caught sight of someone near the far edge of the pit area. Tall, dark hair, broad shoulders. Something about the way he stood made my stomach do a small, stupid flip that was all too familiar.Callum?I squinted. The distance was too much to make out his features. Bef
Liora’s POVBy the fifth night of sneaking out, I’d stopped counting how close I came to getting caught.Marcus had nearly spotted me on the third night, forcing me to duck behind a hedge for ten minutes in the cold while he did his rounds. Zane had thought that was hilarious when I told him. I did
Liora’s POVI wasted no time changing into something dark and sneaking out. The palace was mostly quiet at that hour aside from the guards, but I knew their patrol schedules like the back of my hand, and all of the best routes to slip out without being noticed. By the time I made it out the back gat
“Mother.” I came to stand a few feet away, waiting for her to acknowledge me.My mother jerked her head up and gasped. She waved the servant away with one hand, then tried to stand, but quickly fell back into her chair with a small cry. I rushed over, placing my hand under her elbow to steady her, a
No. That’s not fair. He, though was a jerk, deserved an answer before someone else said it for me. I didn’t want to wait for anyone to hand me the right time, the right words, the right stage.I’d let too many people speak for me before. Bianca. The gossipers in the hall. Callum.Even my father, who
ZaneI should've gone with Mia. That was my first mistake.The crowd in the ballroom had scattered in a dozen directions, whispers cutting through the music like knives.Callum vanished from my side before I could even ask the guy if he was okay, Liora leaving just as quick.The Silverthorne name. T
Liora The toes of my heels crossed effortlessly over the squishy mud, years of training kept my balance steady despite the mess beneath me, but it didn’t stop the pounding in my head.The hedge line flew past in a blur of green and thorns.Air. Space. I just needed one moment.Stone wolves lined th
“No,” she hummed, “for finally understanding your place. For realizing that not every fairytale ends with the cold, mouthy girl getting the prince. Sometimes she just ends up… alone.”She leaned against the opposite wall, folding her arms with a hum.“He was never yours, you know,” she added, almost







