**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 rogues pushed our forces from the field, and Ethan came in and fought them off. While our people were still regrouping, he told Seraphine he was taking you back to his camp to rest. She tried to argue with him, but he wouldn't hear it. So… he moved you here."A sigh of frustration left my lips.
Not long after our conversation about Ethan, he came into the tent. My arms tightened up around my baby."Is he done eating?" Ethan asked me, standing near the tent door.I nodded. "Yes, but he's asleep."With complete indifference in his voice, he said, "Give him to Georgia.""No," I said, keeping
Unable to believe his words, I quickly thought through my options. All of a sudden, I felt resentment towards Ethan. Who did he think he was?! Scolding me for what I did with my own life?! All I wanted to do was free myself from his grip on me, both emotionally and physically. That, and to strike b
But Ethan didn't hit me. He stopped and took a deep breath and then released the tension in his arm. "You need to rest, Rosalie," he said, his voice sounding melancholy, as if he knew that what I'd just said was true.I hadn't meant to hurt him, not really. I felt bad, seeing him react that way. I w
**Ethan's POVEverything Rosalie said to me played through my mind. There was no way she honestly loved my brother, right? The thought of him being with her made my blood boil, and even thinking she would entertain the notion was appalling.I had come all this way searching for her, yet her words br
How was this possible? Rosalie…had been my mate all this time? The unbelievable amount of joy rushing through my body mixed with the shock of realization made me tremble uncontrollably. For the first time ever, I felt my knees go so weak that I kneeled down to thank the Moon Goddess for taking mer
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