"Yeah, whatever, trust me or not, I don't care, but in the morning, I’ll run to town and find you three some clothes that cover a little more than your dicks." A smirk crept across Finn’s face, as if he enjoyed her talking about their shafts.Pearl thought, in the morning, I’ll get their clothes, run by for the rest of Alec’s deposit on these three, and then lead them to Almera. Easy pissy! It’ll be simple. Nothing to worry about.Her stomach turned in disagreement."I’m going to bed." Pearl stood slowly, and her gaze lingered on the rows of silver left in the bag. "If any of you steal from me or even read my spellbook, just know there are worse fates than death." An alchemist could torture them slowly. So slowly, death would seem like a blessing.Not that she could afford to waste her magic right now. Not with the King’s hunters seemingly back in the picture and now very close to her, especially alpha Ethan's excruciating gaze."Steal from you?" A taunting and arrogant look consumed

A few yards ahead of Ethan in the alleyway, the female was on her stomach, scrabbling to get away from her assailant. She had a weapon too, Ethan was surprised to see, but the Rogue noticed it at the same time and kicked it out of her hand. The Rogue planted the heavy sole of his boot on the centre of her back, pinning her to the ground with his heel jammed hard into her spine. Ethan was on him at once. He threw the Rogue off the woman, driving the snarling wolf into the side of the brick building and holding it there with his forearm wedged under the suckhead's chin. "Get out of here!" he shouted to the woman as she started to drag herself up off the ground. 'Run!' She flung a frightened look over her shoulder – the first glimpse Ethan got of her face. His gaze locked on to a pair of huge, pale, beautiful, delicate eyes. The woman stared at him from over the top of a dark knit scarf that could hardly disguise the delicate beauty beneath it. Pearl. Damn it! What the hell was she

"Yes, father," Elizabeth dutifully escorted the commander, but discreetly, her mind was already roaming into incredibly unwomanly places. Ideas of the bulges in men's trousers... As soon as her father would be distracted by other visitors, she'd be pursuing some fun of her own. Her mind wandered back to last month, when she'd persuaded a nice Fae authority, ten years her senior, of the explanation for her getting expelled from the school for girls. Elizabeth wrote of what occurred in her personal journal, which she kept secret in a private trunk in the wall panel of her bedroom, and remembered what she wrote: 'And so, I oversaw the good and fine officer by hand, to the dainty horse stable behind the school. It was my first time interfering with an older man, and finally, here I was, guiding the way and him like an obedient helper. Oh, but what heaven! He discarded his cap, dagger wrap, and his black jacket uniform, which, being wool, was huge and thick. In my hands, I caressed this p

Wetting her lips, Elizabeth put the earring on her ear and arranged herself beside Lord Henry. She drank the water slowly. Faking a bored look, she then said nothing but was suddenly surprised when a tremendous bang from somewhere resounded loudly enough to bring an unexpected ringing to her ears.Commander Jefferson panicked and ordered his men.Elizabeth’s supernatural hearing was sensitive to those warriors, and the alchemists and even the fairies at her father's banquet were all trying to muffle the noise in their ears; it was an enchanting noise that made them momentarily dizzy, though some of the powerless guests were unaffected somehow. Almost half of the guests were on alert, especially his father's warriors, yet none seems to have changed into their warrior form after all, politicians were everywhere at this banquet and they would not risk it.It was pursued by the crack of breaking glass, yet another fierce bang. Then, within a half-second, a strong growling shout from a mal

"Oh, there you are, Raymond. Has the message been delivered?" Almera said as she appeared from the little kitchen. "Yes, Almera, another war is coming. And I believe it is the earliest."He replied and took a seat on the dining stool and ate the single piece of leftover rye bread and continued, "Commander Jefferson’s manor was attacked, and I don't know what happened next. Lord Henry of Whiteland was there and unconscious though." "Really?" "Yes, and even Commander Jefferson as well. I believe their wine has been contaminated with wolfsbane. But I fear for the young Elizabeth. It seems like she was the target. I am not certain, but I'll find out soon enough." "Then we should inform Tomas about it. After all, he…" Almera trailed off and looked at the unconscious young lad. With her worry, she knows there must be balance. It was keeping them safe. They must be safe enough to live well and fight this war. Raymond nodded his head as if knowing what she was about to say. "Yes, I believe