Still, Ella isn’t my mate, and though I genuinely hate hearing her talk about a future where we aren’t together, I know she’s being pragmatic. That’s the arrangement we agreed upon. She would be equally justified to dissolve our agreement if she met a man. Before I’ve even finished the thought, my

I scan the parchment over and over again, my eyes repeatedly catching on the ball and whatever moon bathing is. However only one event sends true fear slicing through my body. “What is the Wild Hunt?” “Ah,” Aileen purses her lips, looking as if she wants to smile. “That’s when things get especially

“I can’t imagine anyone being strong enough to lay a hand on Sinclair.” Cora observes doubtfully. “On their own maybe not.” I agree, “but with an army behind him?” “Then you’ll just have to make sure he wins.” Cora encourages. “The word around the office is that you’ve already made an incredible s

I hate it when this happens, when I’ve been doing so well staying in the present – and then my waking nightmares rise up at the most inopportune moments. I drag a hand through my hair, trying to clear my mind, to get myself back to that happy haze of a little while ago. I haven’t wished for a drink

“I’m fine.” I insist, still protectively clutching my belly. “You’re bleeding.” He observes, reaching towards me. I flinch away from his touch, and trembles rack my body. Between the flashback of my near-assault and this very real attempt, the idea of any man touching me makes me feel sick to my s