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The King Who Wouldn't LeaveRowan’s POVThe howling didn't stop. One wolf answered another. Then another. Soon the entire northern forest sounded alive. Kael stood at the window. “Garrick.” His Beta entered gasping.“Yes, Your Majesty.”“Count them.” Kael ordered. “We already started.”“How many?”“Too many to be certain.”Kael turned. “Then count the packs.” Garrick nodded. “What about Damon?”“He stays outside.” I stood. Kael turned back and looked at my stomach. “Sit.”“I can stand.”“You were dizzy ten minutes ago.”“And I'm not dizzy now.”“Sit anyway.”I gave him a look. He pointed at the nearby chair. “Please.” That single word changed something. Kael rarely said please.I sat. Garrick glanced between us. “Should I leave?”“No,” Kael said.I answered at the same time. “Yes.” Garrick wisely walked out. Kael almost smiled. “You enjoy arguing with me.”“You make it easy.” He moved to the table.“Did you finish the soup?”“Almost.”“Finish it.”“You sound like Helena.”“Helena is u

He Came BackRowan’s POVKael had been gone for six hours. Six hours felt like six days. I tried to sleep. I couldn't. I tried to eat. I managed three bites. I tried reading one of Elias's books.I read the same sentence five times. Finally, I pushed it away.“Ridiculous.”Helena looked up from her notes. “What is it?”“I don't know.”“You've been asking how long he's been gone every twenty minutes.”“I have not.”She glanced at the clock. “Twenty-three.”I sighed. “Don't count.” She smiled. “I won't.” A sharp pain moved from my lower back. I stopped talking. Helena stood.“Again?”“Yes.”“How strong?”“Not terrible.”“That's not a number.”“Seven?”She reached for her medical bag. “Lie down.”“I don't want to.”“Rowan.”“I hate lying down.”“You hate being told what to do.”“That too.”She helped me back onto the bed. The pain faded. I released the breath I'd been holding. Helena checked the baby's heartbeat. “Strong.”“Again?”“Very okay.”I closed my eyes. “Why does it keep happeni

The Voice Beneath MeRowan’s POVThe silver lines turned black. Every candle in the room went out. For one second, nobody moved. Then the baby kicked.Hard. I grabbed Kael's hand. “Something is wrong.”“I know.”The floor under my bed gave a low rumble.Miriam stepped backward. “Your Majesty…” Kael drew his sword. The blade began glowing silver. I looked at it. “Why is your sword doing that?”“I don't know.”Another rumble passed through the room. The wooden wolf on the table cracked again. This time, the crack ran straight down its middle. I reached for it. Kael stopped me. “Don't touch it.”“It belongs to me.”“It could be dangerous.”“Everything connected to me seems dangerous.” He had no answer. The black lines on the floor moved. They crawled to my bed like veins. Helena pulled the blankets away.“Rowan, stay still.”“I'm not going anywhere.”“Good.”The baby's heartbeat filled the room through the physician's instrument. Fast.Strong. Then the heartbeat changed. Not weaker. Fast

No One Takes Them From MeRowan’s POVThe first arrow struck the window. Glass shattered to the floor. Helena screamed.“Down!”Kael moved before anyone else. He pulled me away from the window and placed himself between me and the broken glass.“Garrick!”“Your Majesty!”“Get everyone out of this room.”“They're already inside the eastern wing.”Kael's voice changed. “Then kill anyone who gets near this room.”Garrick hesitated. Kael turned. “I said anyone.”“Yes, Your Majesty.”He ran out. Damon reached for his sword.Kael stopped him. “You stay here.” Damon frowned. “I can fight.”“You've done enough.”“They're coming for Rowan.”“I know.”“Then let me help.”Kael stepped closer. “You've been helping yourself for years.”Damon's face hardened. Kael pointed to the guards. “You don't move unless I tell you to.”Damon lowered his sword. I looked between them. “Kael.” He turned around.“What?”“Don't let them come through.”“They won't.” He assured me. Another explosion shook the castle

The Price of RefusalRowan’s POV“They want my son.”The words sounded different after saying them aloud. Not prophecy. Not bloodline. Not the gifted child. My son. Kael remained beside my bed. “No one is taking him.” Garrick waited near the doorway. “Your Majesty, the seven packs have formed a complete circle around the northern territory.”“How many?”“Too many to count accurately.”“Who commands them?”“They haven't named a single leader.”Kael's voice hardened. “Then find out.”“Yes.”“And keep every entrance sealed.”Garrick nodded. “There is one more thing.”Kael looked back at him. “They've sent representatives.”“Where?”“At the eastern gate.”Kael glanced at me. I knew what he was thinking.“You're not going.”“I didn't say I was.”“You were about to.”He almost smiled. “You know me too well.”“I've had enough practice.”Damon stepped away from the doorway.“I should go.” Kael looked at him. “Back to Nightfang?”“Yes.”I shifted the blanket around my son. Damon noticed. “The