Maeve POV Back at that disaster of a party, I recalled him saying that he would be taking me to live with him, but he never specified a particular place. Surely he hadn’t meant the royal palace. Not the place where the Alpha King and his family resided. Oh, how I hoped he wasn’t the type of roya
Wordlessly, he squeezed back. His eyes shone with something I couldn’t quite pinpoint but I yearned to see more of. An awkward cough from the Prime Beta quickly put an end to that tender moment. However much I enjoyed seeing this soft side of the prince, public displays of affection were a foreign
I hesitated. “I… I don’t know.” She sighed with an impatient shake of her head. “That doesn’t give me anything to work with. I suppose I have no choice but to trust His Highness and make do.” Without wasting another moment, she shuffled me into a conservative, yet comfortable-looking bedroom, drap
Maeve POV Panicked, I took in as much of their faces as possible within a span of three seconds before quickly lowering my face from view. I didn’t want to believe someone connected to my family would be at Xaden’s mansion, but there was no doubt about it—Bella was here, along with her Alpha fathe
She leaned in close with a cheeky grin. “We both know you came here so you could gawk at his handsome face every day.” My face reddened with embarrassment. Calm down, I thought. She doesn’t know anything. She just wants to get under your skin. Maggie, apparently, was still stunned by the rev
Maeve POV “Your Highness!” Bella gasped, hastily pulling away from me. In her surprise, she dropped the crystal wine glass she’d been holding and it shattered into hundreds of little pieces upon impact. The room froze, falling so quiet that one might be able to hear a pin drop. No one knew what
Maeve POV Xaden’s body trembled with restrained rage as he carried me down a long hallway, past open gilded windows—where I could see the sun barely beginning to set—draped with red and gold-accented curtains, and paintings of what appeared to be royal portraits. He didn’t speak a word. Not even
He watched me through veiled eyes. And, squeezing his hand, I looked back at him with all of my heart and soul, hoping he could see and feel my sincerity, even if he couldn’t believe it. “I want to tell you everything… I want to be able to live without this heavy burden and just be free… but I-I c