Josie Stronghold Novels & Stories

She chuckled, it was dry and humorless, almost like it hurt. Her brows furrowed. “As I said, it's none of your business," she hissed. Fierce. She wiped her tears and looked away. I clenched and unclenched my feet, breathing in through my nose. Control, Ronan, have some fucking control, she was human, and we hated her kind. Josie was nothing more than the political bride I never wanted. She was a symbol of the alliance. But when I’d seen her standing in that doorway, staring at Sadie and me, something inside my chest had hurt.