I panicked for a second as I don’t do well with huge crowds, and I was amazed at how comfortable I felt with them sensing my discomfort. They explained to me that we have a lot of entertainment rooms on our floors as well. And as nobody is allowed on this floor other than us, we can enjoy our time i
Artemisia I walk through the living room, looking into the other rooms. There is a small kitchen, a large bedroom with a king-sized bed and large windows, leading onto a terrace, as well as a gorgeous bathroom, walk-in closet, and small library. The happiness that I feel while checking my new sma
Artemisia Turning around, I stare at Fynn agape as I take a step back. “What the fuck?! Fynn, how did you get in here?” “Ah, those stupid locks.” He groans, shaking his head. “As if they could stop me.” I know that I will just entice him when I turn my back to him to walk away, but I can’t seem
Artemisia I dress myself quickly into a sundress before sprinting after them. I follow my mate’s voice that booms through the mansion as his brothers are carrying him into the main mansion and downstairs. Pushing through the crowd that forms on the stairs and in the halls to watch the spectacle,
Artemisia “How is it?” Matthew asks me with big eyes. Gulping down the bite I just took off my sweet crepes, I smile happily. “It tastes delicious. But I never eat with so many eyes on me.” “Glad you like it. And yeah, sorry about that. But they will stop staring as soon as they have gotten us
I shake my head, ignoring Cassy’s insult and attracting Matthew’s attention. But as usual, he doesn’t say anything. For a short moment, I think about asking him about the wolfless woman who was executed, but I refrain from it at the last second. Wanting to change the subject, I finally ask him m
Artemisia Unfortunately, even with his brother gone, Matthew doesn’t regain his old bubbly self. Something must be bothering him as we finish our ice cream in silence before he accompanies me to my room. My heart breaks as he doesn’t even look at me properly when saying goodbye, and I can’t poss
Matthew Keeping my head low, I try to avoid Cayden’s gaze while I dig in. It might be my guilty conscience, but I feel like he is suspecting something. But even if we made the deal that we would be open about anything that might happen, I am set on keeping the last occurrences with Artemisia my