TroyErnest threw his arms around me, embracing me in a rib cracking hug. I had been, of course, speechless when I saw Gemma on the night of our arrival in Winter Forest and at the news that they had not only both survived, but had a child in our absence. Seeing Ernest in the flesh was even better t
Ethan flexed his jaw, considering Ernest's words but he did not respond. He glanced over at Rowan, who was standing like a statue next to me, his eyes focused on the windows and the snow falling outside."The title is Rowan's birthright." Talon pulled one of the chairs from the table and sat down, c
Rowan snorted with laughter, then quickly quieted."I couldn't let them have her, Alpha. I did what I could."Ethan exhaled, looking over at Talon briefly, before asking me, "What do you want, exactly?""What do I want?" I repeated, unsure what kind of answer he was expecting. "Uh, your daughter, of
I shook my head. "What's done is done now."He continued with his version of the story. "Before your mother became a rogue, I said I was going to marry her. Then I got her to the altar and had her banished instead for her treatment of Rosalie, for plotting to kill her, and for her aiding in her fat
MaeveThe village was buzzing with activity as I followed Mom into the center of the rows of cottages and buildings housing the shops and market. Gretchen had bundled her up in a thick, heavy red wool coat and a matching hat, the color a stark contrast to the snow and white-washed buildings. Mom was
"I feel like I do. Does that sound crazy?" Hanna replied, walking toward us as if Gemma's words had been an invitation. I went still at her words, her voice sounding so familiar."Where is she from?" Gemma asked. Hanna blinked, then looked around. "Where's Rowan?" she asked, looking toward Mom."U
Mom was stunned into silence. I felt nervous sweat forming along my brow as the room seemed to tighten all around me. Had the woman really said what I thought she said?"Where is the dark-haired girl from the market? I need to speak with her," said the woman abruptly. Mom shook her head, not unders
"But the child of my great-niece, well… her child will be the first to combine the blood of the two lines. That child will be the next coming of the Moon Goddess herself. Alpha Julien knew the time was nearing. He sensed the fated mate bond between the two lines in your son. We knew there could only
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