**Soren POVI had never thought I'd enjoy my days doing nothing, but staying in the cabin that Rosalie provided me, knowing I was in her territory and she'd come by once in a while to visit was a welcomed change in my life.Looking around the cabin she had given me to use, I noticed a few details th
If James was going to get her, they would need her alive, but there was no telling what James probably had going through his mind right now after losing that child. Even if they took her and planned to keep her as a prisoner and use her blood, that would be a hopeless situation for Rosalie. I couldn
**Rosalie's POV"Commander Landon, how is it?" I stood up from my chair as soon as he walked in. The rest of the leaders also stopped talking, and everyone was looking at him.The look on his face told me everything. The usual stoic commander had tears glistening in his downcast eyes as he slowly sh
"What is it?" Jace asked."That woman… the rogue leader. I know her," I told him. I stared through the lenses at that face. Once beautiful, she now looked like a heinous monster. She'd gone from always having perfect makeup and just the right outfit, being adorned in jewels, and sleeping in the kin
An ugly gray wolf stalked out from the dark woods, followed by another and another. Jace and Seraphine each took a side of me, ready to fight. When the rogues moved forward, it was in a rush, all of them coming at us in unison. Jace and Seraphine both lunged at the wolves closest to me, trying to
After taking a moment to let the situation settle in, I gently nuzzled my angel. While she was unconscious, I thanked the Moon Goddess that I could still feel her warm breath and hear her heartbeat. And then, I saw him. My child, he was still crying, but he had wiggled free of his mother's arms a
**Rosalie's POVThe pain I'd been feeling right before I passed out was gone; I knew that before I even opened my eyes.But that wasn't the only thing that was different.I tried to remember exactly what had been happening, and when visions of those rogue wolves, with their sharp teeth and red eyes,
"You're the White Queen?" he asked, a tone of disbelief in his voice.I smirked at myself. Of course he was right down to the business. Why would I think he cared about me? "That's right," I told him. "And you're the Rogue King? So… is this your kingdom?" I had a feeling we were technically still i
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