LOGINThis place was home. My home. The one I had grown to love slowly but surely. Of course, Oliver and Alexander had offered to have my plants moved to the palace conservatory so that I wouldn’t have to be away from my work.It was a tempting offer, one that I would eventually crack down on. But for now
[Evelyn’s POV]Three months later...My eyes slowly peered open. The sun was shining through the blinds in the room. Naturally, my hand reached across to the other side of the mattress, expecting to find Alexander lying beside me.He wasn’t there.I didn’t panic. In fact, his absence made me instant
[Evelyn’s POV]Oh my God. What if they don’t want to accept Alexander as their new King? While I couldn’t think of a single reason why anyone wouldn’t want him for an Alpha, it still wasn’t enough to willingly sign over their allegiance to him.Alexander needed support and I was going to do whateve
Prior to this momentous day, Alexander had spoken with his Stepmother. They hadn’t necessarily struck up a deal, but he had made it a point to tell her that should she fail to cooperate during this hearing, he would ensure that her life in prison would be nothing short of hell.“Caroline Kingston,”
[Third-Person’s POV]An inquisition.That was what the general public was after. The region, itself, was still in semi-shock over the fact that Alexander had declared war against the Royal Family. Unlike the last two trials that had been held within the actual justice building, Alexander saw it fit
[Evelyn’s POV]“What?” he questioned incredulously.Alexander stared back at me with a mixture of astonishment and disbelief. The corners of his mouth started to curl into a knowing smile, softening his features immensely.My heart lurched in my throat while a flare of anger shot through me. Oh my G
[Evelyn’s POV]Fucking what?!!I almost spat my tea clear across the patio. I snapped my hand over my mouth and proceeded to fall into a manic coughing fit. Henry’s eyes widened in concern.He sat up in his chair and reached across the table to rest a worried hand on my shoulder. “Are you alright?
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander gaped at his wife; his expression twisted into sheer incredulous disbelief.“What?”Evelyn lowered her head, not able to meet his steel gaze. Ian softly cleared his throat, looking to ease the tensions that had suddenly filled the room.“Alexander—”“Why? Why are you t
“From what we can all clearly assess from this room alone, Evelyn has been tortured. No one walks away from something like that unhinged. When she wakes up, she’s in for a whole new world of pain, feelings she’s never experienced, and nightmares,” Ian explained. “What she’ll need most is her alone t
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander spent the majority of the morning reading through all the findings the lab had uncovered from the fingerprints that had been collected from the scene back at Silverwood.Fiona’s prints were, indeed, caught and captured on the handle of the blade that was left behind. I







