LOGIN“What?” he hissed.“It wouldn’t be a real breakup, of course,” I said. “Just a fake one. Publicly. Just to make Bianca think she won.”Callum’s face went blank. “You’re joking.”“I’m not.” I sighed. “Look, I know it sounds insane, but if Bianca thinks we’re done, maybe she’ll stop focusing so much e
Liora’s POVBy the time I made it back to campus, the sun was starting to set and my stomach was rumbling for dinner, but I felt to osick to eat. Shirley rumbled to a stop in her usual spot. I put the car in park and sat there for a moment, staring at the steering wheel.During the long drive home,
“Someone like Callum,” I whispered.Mrs. Oakes nodded. “She just needs enough to make him mark her. Then, once the bond is in place, she will have a direct connection to his mind and therefore no need for magic. She will be able to compel him to do whatever she wants, and she will be able to step in
Liora’s POVThe exterior of the building we found ourselves standing in front of was grimy, the windows dark and covered in bars. It was situated in a narrow alleyway on the other side of the city, and even from outside, I could smell cigar smoke and beer.“A tavern?” I asked, glancing at the headmi
Liora’s POVI pulled my hood up as I stepped out of the car, tugging the fabric down low enough to shadow my face. The royal city was bustling on Saturday afternoon, people streaming in and out of shops and cafes, completely oblivious to the disgraced princess who was walking amongst them.The witch
I stared at our hands, and in that moment, I wanted more than anything to tell him that I would do it. I wanted to tilt my head and expose my neck, right here in this greenhouse, and let him mark me. I wanted to be with him in that way, and bring my wolf back.But the truth was, bringing my wolf bac
“No death,” he said lightly. “Just curious why you look like you’re trying to figure out the meaning of life over there.” He tilted his head to read the titles scattered around me. “‘Lycan bloodlines, Werewolf physiology, The Wolfless Paradox’…” His grin widened. “Wow. Someone’s desperate to get the
“I—” She huffed, looking just as trash smacked as me. Hair a mess, feet bare, dress in near shreds. “You will not believe,” she said, pulling her coat off and throwing it over the chair, “what an absolute nightmare that was.”Her tone was light. Casual.I blinked, unsure how to answer. “You… made it
. “My date ditched me.”Date? She had a real date? Wonder when that happened.“It was probably just a prank when he asked last minute,” she added quickly, fiddling with the edge of her cup. “Still… it felt nice.”“Well,” I shrugged, stretching out my legs beneath the table, “his loss.”Mia looked li
Callum didn’t respond. Just pressed his lips together like he was holding in something that tasted bitter.I leaned back, eyes drifting to the mirror across from us.My hair curled perfectly today, soft waves pinned with gold clips like little crowns running down my part. My outfit hugged every curv







