EVELYNTime passed by strangely after I was gagged and blindfolded. Since I couldn’t see or say anything, I had no idea how long it had been since Elsa and Cake had brought me here.No matter how long it had been, Elsa refused to speak to me. After the blindfold had gone back on, she’d scoffed, and that was the last sound I’d heard from her.At first, I wondered why Elsa needed to wait in this narrow alley, but after a while, I realized that Elsa was waiting for the sunset. It would attract too much attention if she kidnapped me and led me through the streets in the daytime. The village was bustling but not enough to move undetected in such a conspicuous fashion.Although Elsa kept silent, she didn’t lower her guard. Every time I adjusted myPosture, even just a little, I received a kick to the legs. Hoping to elicit a response from her, I kept shifting until finally, she spoke.“Stop moving,” she warned me in a cold voice.A shiver ran through me at the sound. This Elsa wasn’t the El
COLEI was furious with myself beyond words.I knew I shouldn’t have let Evelyn out of my sight. I’d known it the moment she’d left the market with the young girl she’d saved from the guard. I hadn’t wanted to let her go but she’d been so insistent on saving the girl that I felt I had no choice.So, I dealt with the guard myself and allowed her to leave.A foolish mistake.I had been overly careless in my choices. I’d waited for her near the entrance of the forest for a long time, but I hadn’t seen her. I hadn’t gotten even a tiny trace of her scent lingering around the forest. She hadn’t returned and I had no idea where she’d gone.When I stormed back to House Fox, she was nowhere to be seen as well. I interrogated her guard at once but Max said she hadn’t yet returned.“I haven’t seen her anywhere, Your Majesty,” the young man informed me with a grave expression on his face. “I’ve been keeping an eye out but she’s nowhere to be found.”Fear coursed through me as if I’d been struck b
COLEI froze in place as I watched Jack Elrod, my elder brother who should have been dead for over a year now, descend from the high pile of clutter in the alley. Even though I should have stopped him in his tracks, all I could do was stand there in shock.I was staring at a ghost. A ghost from the past who should have long since remained gone.Everyone who knew Jack had the same expression as me. Sir Webb, Evelyn, the guards… all stiffened as my brother gazed down at us.I looked at Jack’s chest, where Frank Crawford had stabbed him. He’d assured me a million times over that my brother was dead. It was obvious now that his death hadn’t been as ensured as he’d insisted it was.Jack approached the woman who had held Evelyn captive. “I didn’t expect that working in the palace would make you so weak, my dear Elsa.” Jack’s voice was as soft and measured as ever.The disfigurement on the side of his face was exposed by the twitch of his lips—the scars left by the fire. There were two ways
AIDENHeart thrumming in my chest, I backed toward the front door, where miners were still breaking through despite how many had been killed under the claws and teeth of the guards.Bodies were scattered on the ground and blood was everywhere. Carnage was amuck and the sight of the scarlet pools of liquid was nauseating.Yet, they seemed unstoppable.They didn’t mind the carnage.All that mattered to them was their rebellion.“Your eloquence wasn’t effective, Sir,” Oakley said mockingly as he backed up alongside me, his long claws spread menacingly. Sarcasm laced his tone and sent a wave of irritation through me.Despite that, I didn’t argue his point and instead glanced around, trying to find Peter. The number of miners joining the fight was far larger than expected. It was apparent that the old man was lying when he’d said there wouldn’t be many miners who wished to join the fight.Cries rang out around us and sent a chill down my spine. I hadn’t come to Windsburn Island for this. I
AIDENAs I stared down at the body of the guard, a touch of numbness flooded through me, along with a tinge of guilt.I wasn’t a killer. I didn’t enjoy bloodshed, didn’t crave the feeling of a wolf crumpling under the savageness of my claws.And yet…When I glanced at young Ben’s lifeless form…“Did you not give him a chance to surrender?” Oakley’s voice came from behind me.I hated the playful sarcasm in his tone but didn’t indulge him with a response. Instead, I clenched my fists and kept moving.Now that the gates had been opened and the rebellion was in full swing, I needed to refocus on my mission.I marched ahead and headed back toward the castle. With every step, my mind replayed the moment I’d crushed the guard’s throat with my bare hands. The feeling of killing the guard made me sick— not because I wasn’t prepared for it, but because I knew how weak the guard had been. It had been all too easy to break his neck.Pushing the feeling aside, I swiftly passed through the front d
FLYNN“L-Lord Beta,” a guard burst into the room, breathless.I looked up from the stack of documents on my desk, rubbing the bridge of my nose with a sigh. I hadn’t expected company, as I hadn’t dispatched any guards on a mission, so this interruption obviously involved something within the walls of the royal palace."What happened?" I asked, rolling my shoulders back to center myself.“It’s L-Lady Addison,” the guard stammered, clearly flustered by the development. “She left the palace, Lord Beta. W-we couldn’t stop her.”My eyes narrowed at him as annoyance crept into my mind. “Where is she heading?” I asked.“We don’t know,” the guard admitted, cheeks darkening with embarrassment. “She didn’t say a word—”“Did you send someone to follow her?” I cut in, my voice sharp.The guard nodded quickly. “Yes, Lord Beta, they’re following her now.”“Which direction?” I asked as I glanced toward the window. Addison Madden was swift but so was I.“Southeast, I believe,” the guard replied.My
FLYNN“What do you mean?” I frowned. Interesting was one of my least favorite descriptive words and I could tell by the look on Westin’s face that this was bad news.As my mind considered the possibilities, Westin handed the report to me. “Lord Albert said it’s a very old poison made from plants that only grow on the land of...”“Crawford,” I said, reading the report.Westin nodded grimly, his expression serious as he stared down at the papers in my hands. .It wasn’t entirely surprising, considering Addison’s earlier speculation. If the Crawfords were pursuing a vendetta against the Maddens, poisoning Georgina wouldn’t be as far-fetched as we’d once believed.However, Cole and I had assumed it was a plot against Cole himself. Or...I looked up from the report, sensing that Westin had more to say. His brown eyes were too anxious for me to suspect otherwise.“What’s on your mind?” I asked him directly, brow raised as I awaited his reply. Surely this had something to do with the specifi
FLYNN“You’re right,” I exhaled as I took the report from the desk and handed it over to Leila.“Father sure thinks so. That’s why he’s heading here now.”Leila gaped at me, her light brown eyes widening at the very mention of him.“Father is coming to the palace?” she asked in shock. “This is the second most shocking thing I’ve heard this year. The first would be me joining the Luna Selection for Cole.”Just as quickly as they’d widened, those eyes of hers rolled and then fell to the report. She scanned it carefully, her brows coming together suspiciously, and then she frowned. “I’m sure this is Bhodin.”She placed the paper back on the desk and then sighed. “So, Father must have found something serious enough that he only wants to discuss it directly with the King.”I nodded.Leila seemed lost in thought. Her brows crinkled and her mouth drew into a thin line as she crossed her arms.“What are you thinking about?” I wondered as I glanced between her and the paper. “It’s strange,” m