Fuck that wasn’t good. When the Luna Queen wasn’t happy that typically meant someone was getting punished, and often that someone ended up being Evangeline.I wanted to demand she stay here. My gut told me that Caius would back me up if he knew the full extent of how her mother treated her, but it w
AnastasiaI let out a groan and turned to watch Knight saunter into the room. Without hesitation he launched himself onto the bed, and by proxy, onto me. Caius snarled, smacking him upside the head, while I grunted from the impact of Knight’s bulky ass frame.“Ow, what the fuck?” He swung at Caius,
Damon made a sound of agreement. “She did say that whatever we found here would change everything. Her mother being alive sure does change things.”“But my mother wasn’t anyone important.” I frowned, “She didn’t have any renowned ability. I actually don’t think she had an ability at all. She also ne
CaiusI could say with a moderate level of confidence that my wife was certifiably insane.We stood in the middle of Sleepy Hollow Cemetery where Anastasia’s mother was buried. Anastasia strutted past the gates in that little black outfit she’d thrown on back in the manor, her hips swaying and comma
My lips began to lift, but I forced them back down.“Celine Dion. Really, Anastasia?”My menace of a wife turned, a brilliant smile sweeping across her face. It made her glow, that tanned skin of hers taking on a golden hue. For a moment, the words I’d been prepared to say lodged themselves in my th
I said none of that.It was becoming glaringly obvious that I enjoyed pissing my wife off.I smirked. “I never said that.”One minute I’d been gearing up to slam the shovel into the earth, and the next it was gone from my hands. I looked around, registering the smug little grin on Anastasia’s face.
AnastasiaI opened two more of the letters, my fingers fumbling as I quickly unfolded the envelope praying I didn’t tear it in the process.One letter had my mother’s handwriting, and was signed ‘The Dreamer’, while the other had Caius’s father’s handwriting, and was signed, ‘The Realist’.Caius sco
I slipped the box into my backpack and zipped it shut just as Knight’s voice came through.His words were choppy, as if we were on the receiving end of some bad cell service. It made no sense. Typically it didn’t matter how far one was from their pack, they could still access the mind-link. It was e
The healer arrived then, knocking softly on the door. I didn’t pay them any mind as they entered, or as they touched around my forehead with cold fingers. My mind was lost, replaying Caius’s words.Once the healer left, taking with them my throbbing headache, I took a slow, steady breath and looked
AnastasiaCaius’s jaw clenched, his eyes flashing dangerously. A crack of thunder sounded from outside. “I should have torn them apart,” he growled, his voice low and menacing.I shrugged, trying to maintain my nonchalant facade. Caius’s rage was like being swept away in a storm. “You didn’t know. B
I watched in utter bewilderment as his face slowly transformed into a grin.“You steal my shirt, interrupt my hangover, and now you’re making jokes?”At some point we must’ve made it to his office, because he nudged open the door and stepped inside all without jostling my coffee. The retort died in
AnastasiaI had done an excellent job of avoiding Caius all morning. Or so I thought.Once Evangeline went home, I froze time long enough to make a mad dash downstairs. The throbbing in my head was relentless. Every werewolf knew magic and alcohol did not mix, but most of us were too stubborn to lis
“I’m doing this because I’m a good person,” I announced, purely because I was becoming more and more intoxicated, and I needed to remind myself why I shouldn’t go through with Evangeline’s revenge plot. This felt like the simplest reason. “Hype me up before I do something I’ll regret, and we both kn
AnastasiaEvangeline’s eyes shimmered with mischief. “I have a fun fact for you. The Windsor family spent upwards of 1.4 million dollars in PR firms, cybersecurity experts, and legal teams. They staged a scrub that spanned the globe, Ana. That takes money and power. It’s like CIA level shit. I’m tal
“Blackwell adventures.” As we descended into laughter, neither of us commented on the undertone of sadness in our voices, or how it fell upon the room like a dark shroud.I leaned back against the headboard and searched through the snippets of my memory. “There was something else. At one point the h
Anastasia“I’m a coward, aren’t I?” I brought my knees up to my chest with a huff. The bruises peppered along my body had healed long ago, but still I felt the phantom ache, the incessant reminder, of what had happened between Caius and I in that forest.I swore it was the mark playing tricks on me,
“This entire thing is incredibly barbaric,” I whisper-hissed. “They didn’t let me clean myself, as I’m sure you and everyone else know.”Radiating an air of pure smugness, Caius leaned down and murmured in my ear. “Because I ordered them not to.”As if on cue, an upbeat melody drifted through the ai