I opened my mouth to speak but was interrupted by Henry. “My sources say he has been spotted in different parts of the capital with a mystery girl,” he revealed, as casual as can be, though I could see the mirth hidden in his eyes. “No one knows who she is or where she came from. Of course, I only
Maeve POV “Miss Maeve, you have been summoned to the Royal Palace!” In my surprise, I almost dropped the pregnancy book I had been reading. I cleared my throat, abrupt and awkward. “The palace?” I repeated, trying to sound as casual and unbothered as possible. “Whatever for?” Immediately, I wa
She held her hands over her heart. “Good luck, Miss Maeve.” Another guard led me through the main hall of the Royal Palace, and as we walked, I was awestruck by how grand everything was. It was something out of a dream… or maybe a glimpse of what lay beyond the gates of heaven. Everything was gold
Maeve POV I was not sure what—or who—to expect when my mysterious knight in shining armor burst through the bathroom door. My first instinct was that it might have been Xaden, having somehow found out about my sudden dilemma through our deep, mystical bond, and that he would swoop in to save the
I nodded shyly. “Not many people do, though,” I whispered. “I’m not… I’m not ready to share it with everybody yet.” “Don’t you worry,” she said with a bright smile, throwing open the doors to her massive walk-in closet. “Nobody will even notice once I’m done with you.” Xaden POV “Twelve minute
Maeve POV The moment I entered the room, everyone’s eyes were suddenly on me. It almost felt like another scene from one of those romantic fairytales I liked to read, where everyone turned to gawk at the newcomer princess who wore the most beautiful dress in the entire castle. Perhaps if I had
The eldest Alpha Prince looked shocked. “Did you do that, Isabelle?” “No!” Isabelle insisted fiercely. “What reason would I possibly have to sabotage the dress of Xaden’s little lover?” “You tell me,” Charlotte said with a frown. “I can hardly believe your criticisms of her come from a good plac
Maeve POV “What do you think, Maeve?” Xaden murmured, gazing at me. “Are you alright with waiting to hold the mating ceremony?” I couldn’t even begin to describe how much I appreciated his desire for my opinion—no one ever gave a damn about my thoughts before he came along. Out of pure reflex, I