All Chapters of Too Late, My Mates : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

"She was trying to kill you." "Me?" The word came out of me thin and strange. "Kael, I was nineteen. I had never even heard her name." "I know." His voice was shaking. He held the note out to me, and I took it. The handwriting was small and cramped, Maren's. Isolde did not flee. She was banished. The Moon Stone named your true mates the night before the ceremony. Kael, Dorian, Ronan, all three. The name it gave was Wren Ashford. Isolde saw it. She hired rogues to kill the girl before the ceremony could be undone. Kael found the gold and the map in her room. He banished her himself. Then she sang, and all of you forgot. I read it twice. Then I folded it very carefully, because my hands would not stop shaking. "She was never your fated mate," I whispered. "No." Kael's eyes were wet. "She was only the one I chose. And she knew the Moon would take me away from her." "So she waited five years." "And came back to finish it." Neither of us spoke. The frozen mill wheel creaked in th

Frostveil was burning, and Cassian was inside it. "We ride now," I said. "Wren, no." Kael was already on his horse, his face streaked with soot. "It could be a trap. Isolde wants you back there." "Odette is in that keep. She has been in my room every night for a week." "Then I will go alone." "You cannot stop me, Kael." "Wren..." "Do you want to argue, or do you want to save him?" He stared at me. Then he held out his hand and pulled me up behind him. "Hold on tight. If I say get off, you get off." "Agreed." "You are lying." "A little," I said. Ronan cursed under his breath. Dorian slapped his horse's flank. We tore down the ridge toward the orange glow. The gate was broken. Smoke rolled through the courtyard in thick grey waves. The east tower was a column of flame, and warriors in Frostveil furs fought in the snow against shapes in grey cloaks. Rogues. Dozens of them. Steel rang. Someone screamed. "Silverfang colors!" Dorian shouted. "Those are Isolde's men!" "Then w