*Emily*I sit in the garden for a bit after my talk with Tristan. I don’t think that he believed a damn word I told him, and it pisses me off.The other day, when I first got back, I thought that I might’ve actually had his ear. But now… he seems more worried about getting in there and talking to fu
“What I have to say is more important than that, King Gene. It involves your safety. I have heard that Barbara is working with Kane!”He rolls his eyes at me and scoffs, a maniacal giggle slipping from between his chapped lips. “That again? I’ve heard that one already, Emily, and I don’t believe it!
*Rose*I can’t reach my snack, and I don’t know what to do about it.About ten minutes ago, Kelly brought some sliced pickles and peanut butter into my room and set them on the nightstand.The only problem is, I was reading at the moment, and I didn’t reach for them right away.Now, she’s gone out i
Again, I find myself pausing mid-bite. “Alpha Morris? That nasty, rail-thin man who tried to kill me?”Reece's head rocks back and forth, and I can tell by the expression on his face, he didn’t agree with whoever decided to bring him back either.“What is he doing here?” I can’t help but shout.“Tri
*Emily* As I stand in front of the full-length mirror, I can’t help but smile at the reflection of perfection beaming back at me. Shaking my hair, I watch as the curls fall around my shoulders like soft velvet ripples. Although I had no doubts about the success of my mission to get my idiot coward
“I need to send you on an errand,” I say. She doesn’t raise her head as she says, “King Tristan says we aren’t to take direct instructions from you, my lady. Anything you need is to go through him first.” I suck my teeth as I feel the rage bubble in my chest. King Tristan this, King Tristan that…
*Emily* I shift back into my human form to retrieve the keys from one of the dead guard’s pockets. I am naked, but I have never been one to shy away from my flawless birthday suit. I love how I look without the unnecessary distraction of clothing. It’s a pity we are always expected to put on someth
“How considerate of you. I’m not sure I will show you the same kindness, but I can try,” Luna Barbara answers as she stands up. She is about half a foot taller than me. I swallow but try to hide my fear from her. I watch her push the silk gown she is wearing off her shoulders. It glides to the floo