AgnesTo say that I was satisfied and relieved by Ava’s absence at work would have been putting it lightly. I was far more than satisfied. Far more than relieved.For the first time in a long time, I finally felt… free. And it showed in my work; over the remainder of the week, I developed several mo
Still, maybe pretending that she was returning was what kept me running.At least, that was until I heard it.The growl.I slowed, coming to a stop around a bend of a narrow path. “Hello? Elijah?” I called out, turning. There was no one; just towering trees and swaying ferns.Frowning, I turned to c
AgnesI winced, looking away as the doctor carefully dabbed the deep puncture wounds on my arm with antiseptic.“This feels overboard,” I muttered under my breath as I stared at the floor. There was an IV in my other arm, pumping antibiotics through my bloodstream, and they had even tested me for ra
“There must be something we can do,” Elijah urged. “Some way to unbind the spell—”“We don’t even know what the spell is or who put it there to begin with,” the doctor cut him off. “Until we can figure that much out, we can’t even begin to figure out how to break it.”With that, the doctor removed m
AgnesElijah swiftly sent the rogues away, their handcuffs rattling around their wrists as the warriors led them to the pack cells. Once they were out of our sight, I let out a shuddering breath and dropped my hands back to my sides.“I can’t believe that Ava would send four rogues after me,” I brea
“They’re my parents. You think they’re not going to come when your husband arrests me for no reason?”Before I could answer, Elijah snapped his fingers. Ava was roughly pulled away by James, much to my father’s chagrin. My father followed, of course—and didn’t even look at me as he passed.Now, only
AgnesThe slap was so loud it was like a gunshot through the quiet house.My stepmother staggered backwards, cupping her hand against her face. She stumbled back against the foyer table so hard that it sent the vase on top toppling over, glass, water, and flowers shattering across the marble floors.
Once she was satisfied with the space between us, however, her previous bravado returned. She pulled her shoulders back and said, “So that’s what this is about: that little girl. You think she’ll replace your dead daughter, don’t you? Well, she won’t. She’s not yours, Agnes, and she never will be.”
Her eyes narrowed slightly. “No,” she said after a moment. “There is only one fated mate for each person. But…”“But?”She tilted her head, considering for a moment, and then pulled one card from the deck. “I sense something strange about your bond. A tangle somewhere in the invisible red thread tha
ElijahLast night was a mistake.At least, that was what I kept telling myself as I sat in my study, staring blankly at the paperwork spread across my desk. The words blurred together, the numbers meaningless as my mind repeatedly wandered back to Agnes—her scent, her touch, the way she’d felt benea
I watched as she stepped inside, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She set the basket on the table, carefully arranging its contents: some pink tulips, chocolates, assorted tea bags, and a stuffed animal.I knew that Thea wouldn’t eat the chocolates with her stomach upset, and she’d bee
AgnesElijah had some matters to attend to at work that day—although I had a sinking feeling that he was just avoiding the awkwardness of what had happened last night, and I couldn’t even blame him—and Thea was still resting in her room with a stomach ache, so I had the house to myself for most of t
Elijah blinked at me in surprise. I expected him to be disappointed, to scold me for taking a book from the restricted section of the library—especially one with such volatile information inside.But instead, a slow smile spread across his face, his eyes lighting up with something that looked almost
AgnesI woke to the sensation of Elijah’s arm around me. For a moment, I forgot where I was, the events of the previous night a hazy blur in my mind. All I felt was cozy familiarity.But then it all came rushing back—the cab, the kiss, the way we’d stumbled into the house, so desperate for each othe
He feasted on me like that, right there on the floor, holding me upright with one arm. I dug my fingers into his scalp, yanking at his hair, which only elicited low, guttural moans from him that rumbled into my pelvis. “Agnes,” he murmured into me, the word sending a shudder of pleasure through my b
AgnesThe cab driver practically dumped us off in front of the estate, hardly giving Elijah time to hand him a wad of cash before he was speeding away. My cheeks were flushed, my skirt rumpled around my thighs and my lipstick smeared.We’d hardly been the pristine picture of an elegant Alpha and Lun
Agnes & ElijahAgnesGertrude’s grin was nothing short of impish as she shoved me and Elijah together. Honestly, I wasn’t even sure if I had ever seen the often meek librarian’s eyes flare with such mischief behind those glasses.My heart pounded as I glanced up at Elijah, his warm body pressed agai