Miranda's POV “What did you say?” I ask. Every bit of oxygen escapes my lungs. My heart drowns inside my chest. Ella’s tiny hands clamp over her mouth. She stares at me with wide eyes and slowly retreats down the hallway. I fix my eyes on her and my gut instinct yells at me to follow. “Ella, w
Miranda's POV I stare at Sebastian’s name on the wall. It is etched on a gold plaque, his name dark, matching the dark wood of the doorframe. I sigh and hold my folder to my chest. I don’t know why I’m so hesitant to go inside. I’ve met him plenty of times before. Many of those times have been…int
A low growl emits from his throat. I rest my hand on his chest, my touch lingering, before I slowly push him back, trying to create more distance between us. Sebastian pushes back into my touch. My hand flattens against his chest. I gasp and his eyes darken, his head lowering close to mine. He deep
The Third Person Noah grumbles to himself while Ella cuts out shapes from colorful constriction paper. She hums to herself and Noah watches the door to the kindergarten classroom. Ella glances at him and sighs, setting down her safety scissors. “Are you waiting for Evan? You know he’s gonna be her
Miranda's POV I stand over Noah, who dramatically coughs in bed. He has the sheets pulled up all the way to his chin and he dodges my hand every time I try to feel his forehead. “Noah, honey, let me see if you have a fever,” I coo. He shakes his head no. I groan and stand over him, hands on my hip
“Him?” I ask in complete shock. A boy? When was she going to tell me about a boy? No! She’s too young to date! Boys are way too much trouble! Just look at my situation with— Sebastian. My feet freeze and Ella lets go of my hand. She runs towards Sebastian and the boy with sunglasses, her arms wid
Sebastian's POV I catch myself on the ground and look to my right side. Miranda sits beside me, grasping her non-tethered ankle in pain. I kneel and undo the velcro attaching our ankles. “Are you okay?” I ask, trying my best to conceal the worry in my tone. She looks up at me, her green eyes big a
Miranda's POV Tears of frustration well in my eyes and I try my best to wipe them away before anyone at the school event can see. After all, I have been photographed with Sebastian all day so I doubt their wandering eyes will leave me alone. I limp at a slow pace. The crowd has died down and there
“Your mind has a very active imagination,” Sebastian muses.“I think it is my anxiety coming for me,” I chuckle and he joins me, his hand moving from my chin to cup my cheek.“If something bad were to happen, I promise that I will shield you from it. I will protect you from whoever wants to harm us
MirandaLaughter floats from the party down below. People dance and hug, drinks occupying their hands. The day felt like it passed by too soon but has also lasted long enough to give me memories of a lifetime. It became slightly overwhelming, though, with constant eyes on me and with everyone dying
“Drink to your humble loss, False King,” his gravelly voice calls out. he gestures to the glass, waving his hand. “Drink! Your king demands it!”“As you wish, your Highness,” I nod and raise the glass in the air, tilting it towards him. The cool rim connects with my bottom lip. The liquid burns down
SebastianNot being able to look at Miranda during my dinner with the Rogue King is torture. I can feel my muscles tense every time he laughs and yanks on her chain. Whenever a look of pain flashes across her face, I can feel myself growing more and more angry. I have to hold back the urge to not lu
MirandaMy body threatens to give out on me under the heat of the summer sun. There is barely any time to breathe before Lily, Harper, and my father throw another extreme task at me. Some of them have been damn near impossible to complete but I get them done much to their dismay.My skin is painted
SebastianThe car ride back inside my country’s borders is chaotic. Noah, Ella, and Evan sob, clinging to me as if I am their life preserver now that their mother, my beloved Miranda, is gone.Even I feel lost without her presence here to guide us. She is the rock that kept us grounded and yet she h
“Which one?” I turn my face back to his. “You’ve sent plenty of them.”“The one where I asked you who you would rather save,” he leans forward. The metal on his uniform clangs against the metal of the throne, his bones loudly cracking. I hold back a flinch, the sounds sending chills down my spine. “
SebastianTwo large Delta officers sit beside me. Their gun muzzles are aimed at the roof of the car. The car is wide enough for all of us to fit comfortably and is built for city based warfare, but the bumps on the dirt road cause us to bump into each other. It’s way too close for comfort.“Alright
“I knew that would come back to bite me in the ass,” Sebastian chuckles and stands up. He drops my hands and leans against my desk. I’m quick to move the papers out of the way before they can crinkle or rip.My employees deserve that.“You can handle yourself, no?” Dissatisfaction is prominent in my