She didn't respond this time and just looked off in the distance again, like she used to do when she was withdrawn."Rosalie, listen, I have to go out and fight. I'll be responsible for a lot of lives, including your friends, Talon, Vicky, Georgia," I said bitterly. "I don't need you to care about m
I moved closer to her and tentatively kneeled down with one knee facing her. She seemed too busy debating with herself to push me away this time.I was even more intrigued. Why was she acting like this?I reached out to her shoulders and willed her to look at me. "What is it?""I don't want to say,"
**Madalynn's POVThe crisp approach of dusk laid mist upon the ground as the setting sun disappeared over the treetops. I waited amongst the shadows of the forest. Watching the camp ahead from a safe distance, waiting to take the opportunity to strike."Is everyone in position?" the leader of James'
He killed without mercy, and even a few rogues who weren't with us and had been in his camp were killed mistakenly, but he only glanced down at what he had done without remorse for a second before he carried on his killing spree.Taking advantage of his distraction, I attempted to make my way throug
**Soren's POVThe battle raged around Ethan's camp. Everywhere we looked, there were snarling, fighting wolves, rushing at one another and tearing each other apart. Blood, tufts of fur, and shattered bone littered the ground, as well as the broken and mangled bodies of dozens of wolves from each si
We saw her.Rosalie was standing with her baby on her hip, a knife in the other hand.I held my hands up. "Ro! It's me!" I said.Her eyes widened, but then she realized that it was me, and she relaxed a bit. Then, she saw Seraphine."Oh, thank the Moon Goddess!" she exclaimed, moving to hug her frie
**Rosalie's POVAlthough I hadn't been planning on fleeing my makeshift prison during the battle, when Seraphine and Soren showed up to help facilitate my rescue, I knew they were right. It was time for Rowan and me to go.But that didn't make it any easier to actually get my feet moving and head ou
I tried not to think about that. I wanted Rowan to be able to see his father, but not under the circumstances Ethan had concocted. I had been held against my will for far too long, and Ethan was still trying to rule over me as if I was still the same naïve girl that he had first met a year ago.If E
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