“His image,” Vera finally said. “And his vices.”Now they were getting somewhere. Isaac tilted his head, keeping his voice light and breezy as he murmured, “Vices? What kind of vices?”Vera glanced toward the palace, as if worried they might be overheard. “He pretends to be so proper, so traditional
BiancaThree days.It had been three days since I’d seen Isaac flirting with Vera in the gardens, and my heart still ached as if the betrayal had happened mere moments ago.I lay in my bed, staring up at the ornate ceiling, watching the shadows dance across the plaster as the sun began to set beyond
Isaac shrugged. “You wouldn’t open the front door, and you weren’t answering. I thought you were dead or something.”Despite myself, I rolled my eyes. “Great,” I muttered. “Now there’s another way for you to pester me whenever you want.”“That’s the spirit,” he grinned, although the smile didn’t qui
“Vera’s pregnant with my pup.”My husband, Mason, calmly informed me that he got my sister pregnant.“A divorce, then.” I cleared my throat quietly, lifting my chin as I sat up straighter in my chair. “I’ll tell Father.”“We can’t get a divorce, Bianca.” Mason shook his head, looking at me as though
“I haven’t seen you before, beautiful.” The man raised an eyebrow as a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. This man, whoever he was, was the epitome of the word ‘cocky’. And I really, really didn’t like cocky people. I wasn’t looking for a conversation, all I needed was that damn vial and I was
“Welcome home, ma’am.” The maid greeted me lightly as she helped me with my coat, slipping it off my shoulders and folding it over her forearm, “Your father’s been asking where you’ve been.”“Really? I didn’t know he was home.” I hummed. My father, Sir Oliver, had always been out on business trips f
“Alright, I’m coming-” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as I stepped out of the washroom, “You didn’t have to wait for me, I could’ve just met you out there-”“You know full well we’re supposed to appear together, you’re my wife-” Mason turned to look at me, eyes widening for a second as he looke
“How long have they been in an affair? How did you find out?” “Are they keeping the pup?” “How did you feel when you found out his mistress was your stepsister?” All the questions being thrown in my face was a little more overwhelming than I’d anticipated, but I remained poised, my expression ne
Isaac shrugged. “You wouldn’t open the front door, and you weren’t answering. I thought you were dead or something.”Despite myself, I rolled my eyes. “Great,” I muttered. “Now there’s another way for you to pester me whenever you want.”“That’s the spirit,” he grinned, although the smile didn’t qui
BiancaThree days.It had been three days since I’d seen Isaac flirting with Vera in the gardens, and my heart still ached as if the betrayal had happened mere moments ago.I lay in my bed, staring up at the ornate ceiling, watching the shadows dance across the plaster as the sun began to set beyond
“His image,” Vera finally said. “And his vices.”Now they were getting somewhere. Isaac tilted his head, keeping his voice light and breezy as he murmured, “Vices? What kind of vices?”Vera glanced toward the palace, as if worried they might be overheard. “He pretends to be so proper, so traditional
Bianca & IsaacBiancaMy jaw clenched as I read the email over Isaac’s bare shoulder.“I can’t believe he’s not even willing to negotiate in the slightest,” I hissed through my teeth, my hand moving protectively to my stomach as if my father could reach through the laptop screen and rip my baby away
He cleared his throat. He didn’t need to answer for me to know that I was right.Fastening the bandage to his split brow, I went on, “It’s time to grow up, Isaac. But you can’t expect other people to do the growing for you.” I jabbed my finger into the center of his chest, trying not to think about
Bianca“I’m fine, really.”I pursed my lips and ignored Isaac’s protests as I dipped the cloth into the bowl of water. His wounds would heal fairly quickly thanks to the advanced healing that one’s wolf provided—a luxury I didn’t have right now with my wolf in stasis and a baby in my belly, not that
But Bjorn didn’t care. As I peeked up over Isaac’s shoulder, it was pure death that I saw in Bjorn’s eyes, as if they’d gone entirely black.He wanted to kill Isaac. And, dammit, Isaac was going to let him. For my sake.With one last growl, Bjorn yanked Isaac away from my arms. I cried out, reaching
Bianca“Whew. You’re drunk again, Bjorn?” Isaac grinned and waved his hand in front of his nose. “Certainly smells like it. Keep it down, or you’ll scare the books.”I held back a snort, although any humor I felt was quickly blotted out by the healthy dose of fear that coursed through me at Bjorn’s
I quickly shook my head, feeling suddenly cold, and wrapped my arms around myself. “Just… remembering,” I admitted. I nodded my chin toward the row of books. “My dad always hated when I tried to read anything fun.”“Ah. So he was one of those.”I nodded. “He always made me read textbooks before bed.