I nodded. I knew it all too well. There was nothing about that world that made me happy either, but it was my duty to step up should anything happen.Still, his happiness was important to me, and I had to consider how I would live if, after I marked him, I had to let him go so he could be happy or i
Charlie's P.O.V.That night we slept curled around each other, but it was different than the time before when he had first found out who I was. This time, instead of frustration and anger, the air felt colder, and my heart hurt from the sadness and longing that stemmed from our conversation. I knew
"My mother is still alive. We just told the people she was dead because we knew she wouldn't come out of her coma," I said. Damien stared at me, unaffected by my words. Of course, he wouldn't care that the previous queen wasn't dead. He had grown up hating my kind, specifically my family. I grimace
I was tempted to treat this like a Band-Aid and rip everything off. I could tell him about Xander too, but it already felt like too much. It was too painful. It surprised me when Damien wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into his chest. He leaned against the tree, and I moved with him, enjoyi
Charlie's P.O.V. Natalie had been sweet. She was still a little closed off and seemed uneasy around me, but I figured once I got to know her, things would be more comfortable between us. She was going to be my sister, so we would have to be able to get along when I came to visit. If things stayed t
"His Majesty, King Killian Amery, and Her Highness, Natalie Matthews." I knew from experience not to let anyone stop me until I was by the food table. Once I was surrounded, they wouldn't let me leave quickly. At least by the food, I could have dinner and use a mouthful of food as a reason not to a
The sea of people parted as my men walked through. Paxton led the way, winking or flirting with every woman he passed, mated or not. The rest of the men looked on edge and so uncomfortable that I wanted to laugh. Barley even still had his sword strapped to his back, and his face was tight like he w
Damien's P.O.V.My hands were in fists at my side, and I took a deep breath before relaxing and stepping toward the shop. Oh, this was not going to go well, and I knew it. There hadn't been a single person who didn't turn to glare at me; some even bared their teeth when I walked by. But I didn't ha