SOPHIA Asher did not speak to me throughout the next day. I told myself it was because he was majorly busy in one meeting or another in the courtroom. When he wasn't in the palace court, he was out on one visitation or another. Gaston accompanied him on all of these visits. He was slowly getting hi
She played with me again. My gaze shifted to Reed who was now embracing Asher. Both of them played me again. She pulled away from me and cupped my cheeks. "Come now, there's so much I have to tell you!" How was she able to be so cruel while whispering to me, and so excited while speaking out lou
SOPHIA By the time Asher was done apologizing for the awkwardness of the dinner, the food was already cold. So, we all made it our point of duty to empty the plates without saying another word, knowing how well we could get distracted by the next hot topic. Once we were done eating and the servant
"Then what is this?! Why are you here? With him?" "Because I want to be? Did that cross your mind?" Her reply was even more confusing. What exactly was going on? "That's exactly what I need to know. What is the reason behind this? I…" "Now clearly my presence here ruined something for you. Would
ASHER Sophia was up to something, that was for sure. I had noticed how she stayed quiet for most of the dinner. Her eyes constantly roamed around the room as if searching for something in the eyes of every single one of us. And when she called Adeline out and technically pulled her away from the r
AUTHOR Adeline Blane Borne meant every word she had said to Sophia - a girl who had been raised as her sister. Adeline had never liked Sophia for obvious reasons, especially that goody-two-shoes attitude of hers. It was one of the many things about Sophia that sickened Adeline to her stomach. It wa
The next thing she knew, her feet were dangling in the air, and her airflow was suddenly cut short with the tight grip of Reed’s right hand around her neck, strangling her. He pressed her back against the wall as he glared at her. His blue orbs had turned pitch black; the color of his wolf’s furiou
SOPHIA “Who… who is this?” Why did he sound frightened? I rolled my eyes and my grip on the receiver tightened. He definitely knew who was speaking, it showed in the manner his voice trembled. “Don’t be silly.” I snarled. “You definitely know who this is.” “So… Sophia?” I frowned. “You’ve got t