I nodded, taking the materials. “I just have one question.” Maeve watched as my expression shifted from one of false confidence to total bewilderment. “What on earth does ‘whisk’ mean?” She burst into laughter—a success in my book—and proceeded to give me detailed instructions on what to do. Fol
XADEN POV The journey from the royal palace to the border was substantial, but nothing we wolves couldn’t handle. It had been months since I last shifted, but it still felt like second nature to me. Running on all fours as the world whooshed past me in a beautiful blur of greens, feeling the win
For a moment, I thought I caught the subtle motion of his jaw clenching, but it disappeared as quickly as it happened. If he had any idea of rebuking me, it was all but abandoned, with him choosing to instead dip his head. The sight of him yielding to me and all my superior prowess filled my simmeri
XADEN POV Patrolling the rest of the area went by well enough. Once Nicholas had said what he needed to say, he’d calmed down significantly and otherwise left me alone for the most part, unless to point out certain parts of the border that had been weakened during the attack. Nor did he bother
At one point, I heard some of the newer recruits engage excitedly with Henry. “What an honor to be in your presence, Your Highness! I’ve always been inspired by your ambition and courage, even when the going gets tough!” “That’s the only way to live,” Henry boasted. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t d
“Well, look who’s suddenly all interested in political affairs once again,” Henry sneered, leering closer to me. “Last I thought, all you could think about was that girl you brought in.” The way he talked about her made my blood boil. “She’s going to be my mate,” I spat. “She’s not just any girl
XADEN POV The moment I entered my bedroom that afternoon, I instantly gravitated towards my mate, who was seated near the open window overlooking the back gardens. Before she could even begin to greet me, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her. Despite her initial surprise, she responded in ki
Maeve fidgeted under my gaze. “Um… actually, no. No, I… I haven’t,” she admitted, shocking me. “Sarah hasn’t either,” she added quickly once she saw surprise flicker across my face, “but she’s only just turned eighteen.” My inner conflict deepened in light of this new revelation. It was entirely