There's a beat of silence where Marisol struggles to make sense of it all, and then, despite herself, Marisol bursts into an uncontrolled laughter, the sound holding a mixture of her relief and amazement at the completely unexpected turn of events as it spills out into the room like a joyous symphon
Fatigue seeps into her muscles, a yawn leaving her lips as she pushes to her feet and stretches wildly. Done for now, she tries to clean up the mess they'd made of the throne room, but Cedric's wolf follows again, nudging her stubbornly until she gives up.Earning her attention, it walks to the door
Marisol frowned, a scoff leaving her lips at the question and attitude, resisting the urge to roll her eyes back at Sophia. She makes a move to walk away, but Caleb steps forward, blocking her path."What did you do to keep Cedric at bay?" Caleb's voice is firm, his eyes piercing as he studied Maris
Looking back at it now, Cedric finds that he had no idea what had come over him that led him to interfere and stand up for her. All he knew was that he'd been overcome with a very violent anger, infuriated at the fact that Caleb's mate had been talking down to her. But why? Why had he felt the need
“Cedric.” It was a warning, a very clear one, with every letter of his name laced with hints of her annoyance and irritation.He could feel her restraint slipping. Yes. That was exactly what he wanted. He did not know when it started he'd grown quite curious about her. His fragmented memories presen
It was strange, Cedric thought, how everything about her felt so familiar, as if he had known her for a lifetime. He couldn't shake the feeling of warmth that washed over him whenever he was in her presence, a warmth he hadn't felt in a long time.Lost in his head, Cedric hadn't realized it when Mar
“Oh please,” she laughs, the sound lacking any hint of amusement “Brought? More like fooled, kidnapped, and then imprisoned.” She says and Cedric's brows furrow.'Kidnapped? What did she mean by that?”“Look.” She says exasperatedly, “I'm tired of pretending that this isn't my new reality or that wh
Marisol rushed to her room, her heart pounding violently in her chest with each step, the weight of the pain it bore washing over her in waves. She was overwhelmed with pain, both physically and emotionally. Fear and regret course through her. She had acted on impulse, blurting out a lie to Cedric i