Isabella’s POVThe smell of copper was still thick in the air, a metallic tang that made my skin prickle with a dark, satisfied heat. I looked at Nathan’s horrified face and felt a surge of triumph. He had no idea. He was a wolf, a King, and yet he was utterly blind to the monster sleeping in his bed.I let my mind drift back to hours earlier, back to the silence of the night while Nathan was dead to the world in his liquor-induced stupor. I had beckoned the guard, a young, hungry thing named Kael, into the shadows of the dressing room."My Luna," he had whispered, his breath hitching as I slid the silk robe from my shoulders. "If the King wakes...""The King is dreaming of someone else, Kael," I’d purred, pressing my body against his armor, feeling the cold steel against my warm skin. "But I am awake. And I am lonely."I had led him to the rug, far enough from Nathan to keep the peace, but close enough for the thrill to burn. I wanted him to feel the danger. I guided his hands to my
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