She froze, and I could tell she wasn't as comfortable with me as she used to be.I pulled her to my shoulder and stroked her hair. "It's all right, Ro," I told her. "I know he hurt you again, but you're okay now. You're safe. You're with your friends."Holding her there for a moment, I wasn't sure w
**Rosalie's POVSoren's eyes seemed a bit haunted as he looked at me, and I knew I probably asked the question too bluntly. However, I considered Soren a friend, and I thought it would be best if I was honest with him and clarified my doubt directly."You know my half-brother," he didn't answer my
I also lost my mother when I was young, and I couldn't imagine how heartbroken it would be to lose both parents one after the other, let alone since it was his own half-brother who caused their death.Just for that, Soren had all the reason in the world to hate Ethan."I'm sorry to hear that Soren..
But I didn't try. "What is it, Soren?" I asked, sitting still and leaning toward him so that I could hear what he had to say."Ethan is dangerous," he said, opening his eyes for a second to gaze into mine. "Stay away from him. He'll try to get you back because it will help him get what he wants. Yo
**Ethan's POV"You need to take it easy, Alpha," Richard told me as I gazed out at the ocean, looking back at the island we were sailing away from. "I'm fine," I grunted at him. The injuries I'd sustained during the fight with Soren were nothing compared to how I felt on the inside. That b*stard.
I willed my mind to slip back into military mode, but it simply wouldn't happen. Not completely. I kept thinking of Rosalie. How could I leave her and my baby behind? I felt that tug in my gut and knew my child wanted me nearby, yet I was floating further away."What should we do in the meantime, si
**Talon POVTen days—it had been ten long days since Ethan had left.Eight of those days were spent with no contact.Not that I was worried about him. I knew he was more than capable of taking care of himself. Other than the assassination, I also wondered if he found out anything about the necklace.
Georgia had been gone for almost seven days now, and my wolf was going crazy. She told everyone she was going back to the pack, but she didn't.We had no idea where she'd been if it wasn't for Vicky finding out from Lily that Blake left with Georgia. That was the only clue, and we guessed that she w
The entire family had gathered in the dining room and was chatting amiably over a very impressive spread that had been laid out by the kitchen–two prime rib roasts, a honeyed ham, and three roast ducks were the centerpieces of the table, all of which were being enjoyed liberally by everyone.George
RowanMom ran her fingers across Selene's head, admiring her fine white hair. She looked every ounce the doting grandmother instead of a ball of uncertainty, like Maeve. Maeve was pacing back and forth near the fall wall of my bedroom, her arms folded across her chest and her head bent as she tried
Kacidra joined in the conversation. "Maeve is right, Rowan. We need to know what's happening with you and Hanna, or else we'll never be able to help."Rosalie's voice was calm and supportive as she asked, "Is it Hanna that's troubling you, son? Is she doing all right?My first instinct was to tell t
Gemma and Ernest had flown down with my parents and their son George, who was just two months older than Maeve's sons.A moment later, the library door opened and more of our family members poured in, as if they were fully aware of the thoughts I'd just had and I'd summoned them. I pushed aside my n
RowanThe castle was abuzz with its usual day-to-day activities. Servants and maids passed me in the hallway carrying baskets of laundry and trays of tea. I could hear the clattering of cookware as I left my office and walked toward the grand staircase off the foyer, seeing the door to the servants'
"Who? What happens?""There's so much more out there," Mara said dreamily. "So, so much more.""Maeve!" Troy called from down the beach.I turned to look at him, and when I turned back to Mara, she had taken off. "Wait!" I called after her, but she had already made it out of earshot, her footsteps l
Best of all, Troy was happy. He was at peace and at home. But there was still much work to be done.We were spending several weeks jumping from island to island, taking stock of the wellbeing of the inhabitants, and making a list of what was needed. Most of the islands were in need of medicine, inf
Maeve–Four Months LaterSuntra was not what I was expecting. I had become accustomed to the seemingly endless white-sand beaches of Avondale, where the sand grit was so fine it felt like powdered sugar as you walked barefoot in the surf. Suntra's sand was coarse and golden and dappled with tidepool
I straightened up a bit, shifting Oliver's weight in my arms as I narrowed my eyes back at him, sizing him up. A man roughly my father's age came bounding out of their house, waving at me apologetically as he leaned to whisper harshly in the ear of the man I assumed was his father.Whatever his son