Chapter 3: The AccordMaren POVI stood up. My legs held, and that surprised me."For you," I said."For Dad." Sloane crossed the bathroom and set her phone face-up on the marble counter, next to the sink, so the photographs stayed lit. "Think about who you're doing it for. You've always been good at that.""Doing what?""The Crown Accord." She said it slowly, so I would not miss any of it. "Cedar Ridge signed it eleven years ago. Every decade the Crown takes a daughter from one of the founding packs, and the pack keeps its land and its protection. This decade, it's ours. Dad's office put forward a name three weeks ago." She smiled. "Mine."I looked at Grant. He had his hands in his pockets and his eyes on the carpet."You were going to marry the King," I said."I was going to marry a crown." She picked a thread off her coat sleeve. "Two fiancées, Mare. Both dead before the wedding date. The Palace says poison. The pack says he did it himself. Either way, I'm not interested in being t
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