AIDENI awoke to the feeling of something cool against my lips.“He’s waking up!” someone yelled next to me.The effort was difficult, but I managed to open my eyes, and when I did, I took in the blurred sight of a ceiling made of dirty straws and grass. Water was dropping down on my face through a leak and I wanted to get up to get away from it, but I could only manage to roll over.“It’s better not to move,” the voice I’d heard a moment ago urged me, and then suddenly, a young man appeared before me, crouched down. His eyes were wide with surprise as they trailed over me. “Do you want some water?”I shook my head in confusion. Who was this person and where was I?I ignored his words and my entire body felt as if it were burning as I struggled to get up. The pain was immense and I winced as I tried to move.Suddenly, a familiar figure came in through the door.“Don’t move,” Isaac instructed me firmly, his storm-colored eyes giving me a look of warning. “You haven’t recovered yet and
AIDEN“What?” I demanded in shock as I stared at Peter and Isaac.Panic shuddered through me and my stomach twisted into knots so tight that for a moment, I was convinced I might vomit. Dizziness coursed through me as I tried to get up and I nearly fell from the bed. “How could they be rebels? They did nothing wrong!”“Calm down, young man,” Isaac urged as Ben rushed to my side and helped me back into bed. “You need to breathe before you hurt yourself.”“How can I breathe?” I demanded as Ben placed a cool, damp rag against my forehead. I wanted to fight the young man off but the feeling of the cold cloth on my skin was helping to curb the dizziness. “How am I supposed to react to hearing that their entire family is going to be executed?”“He’s right,” Peter spoke. “You need to calm down and not get worked up. The execution date hadn’t been announced-.”“Then I need to get to the castle right away,” I insisted, attempting again to move despite the pain coursing from my injured shoulde
AIDEN“The King wants to discipline House Fox? That’s hilarious.” Isaac scoffed. “How could you be sure that the King wants the miners to fight the Lords? He may dislike Housr Fox, but would he really want us miners to go against the authority? I bet not.”“You’re always so pessimistic, Isaac,” Peter said with a small sigh. “We’ll never get anywhere if we’re always timid and hesitant.”Isaac’s mouth drew into a thin line of annoyance .“I’m just a realist! Don’t you understand we’re prisoners? This is rebellion! If you fail, you die. If you win, you die too.”“But if we do nothing, we still die. At least there’s a chance if we fight.” Peter argued.Isaac shook his head and sighed deeply.We had been in this conversation for quite some time, and Peter and Isaac had completely different stances on our next move. As a bystander, I was seated on one of the chairs in Isaac’s hut, arms crossed as the old men deliberated.Ben was beside me, his expression weary as he witnessed this heated deb
EVELYNFor the first time in a very long, long time, I dreamt of my family.But this dream was different from the ones I usually had. Those consisted of pleasant memories, laughter, the first time I had ever held my little sister in my arms… happy things that made my heart ache when I awoke.Occasionally, I dreamt of that dreadful trial day. Those my made my heart hurt in a different way and often elicited anger and tears upon my waking.This one, however, was completely different.This dream was about Windsburn Island, a place I’d never visited, but haunted me often.I saw my father working in the mines, where all exiled to the island worked tirelessly to repay their debt and atone for their crimes. He looked emaciated, so much so that I could hardly recognize him. His eyes were sunken, as were his cheeks, and his skin was paper-white as if he hadn’t seen the sun in months. He worked like a lifeless puppet, sweat streaming down his gaunt face without him having time to wipe it away.
EVELYNI stood there, stunned, and tried not to let my expression betray my thoughts.Sweat broke out on the back of my neck and I felt a surge of emotion as my mind cruelly repeated Melanie’s words. When I noticed that Melanie was watching me closely, I discreetly dug my nails deep into my palm and the slight pain of it somehow helped me maintain my composure.I couldn’t let myself feel anything at all. Not when Melanie’s eyes were upon me.She continued to gloat and lifted her chin arrogantly. “The King also invited Lady Skyla to spend the night with him in his chamber tonight.”My jaw clenched and my lungs started to ache. I had been holding my breath unknowingly as anxiety and surprise sank in. I hated this feeling. I felt… useless.I didn’t want Cole Elrod.Melanie continued to speak, using harsh words to speak poorly about the other ladies, but I blocked out her voice out and turned to look at Anna and Lucy. They were obviously just as taken aback as I’d been, but not in the sam
EVELYNIt was a few minutes before I could even manage to pull myself together enough to stand.Maybe Skyla Fox was lying. Maybe she was just trying to make me miserable. Maybe she heard it wrong or misunderstood it.Aiden couldn’t be dead.Could he?Breathe, Evelyn. You have to breathe. You need to. You have to.I took a few more deep breaths, banishing the images of Aiden from my mind to help steady myself, and straightened up. I wiped the tears from my face, smoothed my hair down, and straightened my gray uniform before heading back to Leila’s chamber.The last thing I wanted to do was attend to her, but I couldn’t just disappear without a word.“What was going on out there?” Leila asked when I entered, still in bed. She appeared less cranky than earlier, but still annoyed. “Why was everyone shouting?”“The King is taking Lady Skyla to visit the House of Fox,” I explained vaguely. “The servants are preparing her things.”Leila frowned, raising a dark eyebrow in confusion as she sa
This chapters contains sexual content intended for individuals 18 years of age or older. Please read at your own risk. EVELYNOnce the door was closed, Cole approached and stood in front of me, his dark eyes trailing over me as if I was something to eat though the rest of his expression was calm.Another step closer and then his finger rested on my shoulder and played with the strap of my slip dress. His fingertips gently brushed against my skin but despite his touch, his expression remained cold and bored, as if he had little interest in me or my body.A stark contrast to the story his eyes told me.“Why have you come tonight, Evelyn?” the golden-haired King asked me, his voice low. “Forgive me if I’m wrong, but hadn’t you cried and begged me to let go of you the other day in my study? Interesting that you’re back here unsummoned.”I didn’t answer because I wasn’t good at lying and I was afraid that I might lose my determination if I stared at Cole any longer. He was the Alpha, the
EVELYNAs the sentence escaped me, I began to doubt my plan. I didn’t want to cry, but tears sprang out against my will.I watched as Cole’s face slowly turned cold and his eyes shifted from disbelief to mockery.“So that’s the reason...” he scoffed. “You want to trade information with your body? Don’t you think you’re thinking too highly of yourself?”His voice was filled with contempt. “Was she telling me the truth?” I asked boldly.He suddenly reached out and cupped my chin, raising it up as he stared down at me.“What will you do if I tell you that it’s true?” he demanded. “Are you going to be buried with him? Do you love him so much that you’ll fall to pieces?”“Aiden is my friend,” I managed to say through my trembling.“That’s what you would do for a friend?” Cole sneered. “I didn’t know you were so loyal to friends, Evelyn. Aren't you a traitor?”Tears rolled down my cheeks, blurring my vision and twisting the image of Cole’s face.How many times would I have to bear this?Wh