TroyThe University of Mirage had sustained major damage during the invasion. Scaffolding snaked up the outer walls of the university's event center, which was one of the oldest buildings in Valoria. The last time I had been to the event center was the night I went to the social and eventually got a
"Oh, shit…" I whispered as I sunk into my seat. Aaron was staring right at me, his eyes narrowed."What?" Rowan whispered.I tilted my head in Aaron's direction."Oh, Aaron's here? I thought this meeting was only for Alphas and their Betas—""Keaton and I straight up kidnapped that guy, Rowan," I h
"Behar? Wasn't he the son of King Kal?" someone behind me said in a harsh whisper. I flushed, unable to move. Rowan nudged me hard with his elbow. "Get up!""Okay—" I stood, and the shocked murmuring abruptly ceased. Everyone was looking at me.I swallowed hard as I moved between the seats, murmur
"I am a father now. I cannot allow another generation of innocents to grow up packless to a dim future. I cannot sit back knowing the people of the Isles are living without support. I did not want to be Alpha. I was not raised as royalty. I don't have the connections of those my age who have been bo
Maeve"And they really didn't talk about Tasia at all?" Myla moved about the room, glancing at her reflection in the mirror as she examined her hair. It had been styled in long, thin braids that touched her waist and had been woven with strips of turquoise silk. They had been fashioned in an intrica
Gemma handed George back to Ingra's assistant, a young maid with an ample chest that George seemed to find quite comfortable as he nuzzled against her, closing his eyes. Gemma then crossed the room and grabbed her dress, holding the garment bag over her arm as she bent down to kiss me on the top of
Gemma always cleaned up well, and I wasn't surprised when I caught Ernest trying his hardest not to stare at his mate's ass while we arranged ourselves for a group photo.Hanna was standing next to Rowan, dressed in a floor-length amber-colored gown that looked like a flame. It was an incredible col
TroyI had lost Maeve in the swell of the crowd an hour ago. Around me was a sea of finery, moving in the rhythm of a string quartet. I had never witnessed such luxury, and a large part of me hoped I wouldn't be expected to hold parties of such a size when Maeve and I inevitably moved to Avondale an
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