Nodding, Uncle Hamilton doesn’t say another word as I head out of the infirmary and begin to make my way out of the large packhouse around me. By this point, the sun had already set and the moon was shining brightly in the sky. I could only hope that Elise managed to escape. Since leaving her, I fo
[William’s POV] Make it worth her while. The words are almost laughable coming from Elise. Who was she to even name a price when she really had no other choice? “If you aren’t willing, then I will…” “What makes you think you’re in a position to say that?” Maybe I was being rude, but I needed to
At her words, a pang of pain shoots through me as I find myself wondering what exactly she had to go through in the past. To be abandoned by your parents and then left to fend for yourself. It had to be hard. “Don’t look at me like that.” She warns, snapping me out of my head. “I don’t need your pi
[Elise’s POV] I stare into William’s dark eyes while my insides begin to churn, but I can’t seem to stop the sudden need to feel him against me. I knew that this was dangerous and I shouldn’t be making any moves, but he started it, right? Leaning forward, I let my hands snake into his hair. It’s s
“Don’t look too disappointed.” He says. “I’ll only be here until the threat against Emerald Moon is taken care of.” “Who is disappointed?” I shrug. “I would actually have to care enough to be bothered by your presence.” At my words, William’s expression shifts, but it quickly returns. “Good, then
[Elise’s POV] Remaining silent, I look from Rosco to William, and it is almost as though I’m looking at mirror images, given the expressions on their faces. This was not something new for Rosco, but it was the first time I saw William so serious, and honestly, I almost wanted to reach out and touch
[Rosco’s POV] I head down the stairs while wondering whether or not having Marty watch Elise was actually a good idea. I was more than aware he was a natural flirt, especially when it came to a beautiful woman, and from what I knew, Elise wasn’t exactly shy either. Stopping at the bottom of the st
“I know!” William roars, his frustration bubbling to the surface. “Don’t you think I fucking know? I have to live every fucking day with guilt over what happened to Marigold. I don’t need you or any fucking body to remind me. I won’t make the same mistake twice, so get off my case. I’ll be here for