“I have heard you are always sleeping these days.” Killian caught me as I settled into bed after working for a few hours. “Are you overworked?” The way he looked at me made my insides warm. It was a relief to be able to admit even to myself that I loved this man. When my wolf purred in satisfaction
“Mary was in charge of training me when I entered the palace as a maid so I trust she will guide you well. I expect you to respect her as disrespecting her would be the same as disrespecting me.” I admonished the five girls gathered in my office with Mary behind them. “Yes, Your Majesty,” the girls
“You know me already, Carrot – oops, I mean, Your Majesty.” She covered her mouth yet her eyes laughed. “I am under the care of Dark Moon for the time being and Alpha Hawke sent me as a filler for his dear mate. Although she is gone, she remains in our hearts.” She ducked her head and pretended to w
There were snide comments here and there, from how awful the king’s birthday banquet was, to how the refreshments being served were subpar. Grace commented that she had better in her ‘village pack,’ her words, not mine. Avery, a fashion designer, nitpicked my dress. It looked cheap, it was unflatter
“Let us make a bet.” I leaned back in my seat. “Proper ladies do not gamble,” Edith sneered. “Have you not heard from Luna Grace?” Even I felt the danger in my haughty tone. A familiar chilling cold crept through me and coated my words. My insides felt empty, like an abyss of nothing but darkness
*Killian* “I was thinking of something,” Orion busied himself with arranging my desk – in reality, he was making a mess while avoiding my gaze. “Sit down and stop making a mess.” I snatched a file from his grip. “Why are you suddenly nervous?” He perched on his seat. “This may be the last thing y
“I understand, Your Majesty.” After that, we worked in silence. It was unpleasant working with her. “Should I be the first to congratulate you?” She murmured, cutting me off as I questioned the badly prepared report. Half the time, she was either staring straight ahead or looking at me with strange
“How is Mother Crystal doing?” I asked Cedric. He chanced a glance at Killian before responding. “She is ageing and thus losing control of her magic,” he said. “Is there anything we can do for her?” I offered out of courtesy. “You can return to the coven,” he blurted, making Killian growl. “It wi