THIRD PERSON POV The moment Xaden and Burke left Moonstone’s packhouse, Burton shut the doors behind them. He leaned against the frame with a heavy sigh of relief, close to collapsing but using every bit of his energy to maintain his alpha composure. “Now…” he muttered, turning to face Victoria,
Well… here goes nothing. I pressed each number into the dial, listening to the musical tone of each click of a button, I felt my nerves start to build up once more. And as the line began to ring, faint tremors shook my hands. I didn’t have many more options left, and if this one didn’t pan out,
MAEVE POVYesterday’s phone call with Luna Queen Leonora stuck out in my mind like a sore thumb. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, no matter how much I tried.A different sort of lesson…?The thought was a little unnerving. Somehow, I got the sense we would not be afforded the same sort of privacy
I blinked in confusion. All I could see was a strange mishmash of blacks and whites.“Ah… where am I supposed to be looking…?” I asked, hoping I didn’t come across as painfully ignorant as I thought I sounded.Thankfully, Dr. Meadows was patient. “Do you see this black space in the middle of the scr
MAEVE POVI glanced at the overhead clock. 10:20 o’clock…And I was supposed to be at the palace in ten minutes!I was cutting it close. Very close.Dr. Meadows’ clinic was, by no means, far away from the palace. Not only was it within two miles of Mona Road, but we had even finished with nearly for
“Mother,” Charlotte beckoned, prompting her mother to turn around, “our last guest has finally arrived.”“Your Majesty,” I whispered, curtsying before lifting my gaze to meet hers. “I’m sorry, I hope I’m not too late.”Queen Leonora shook her head. “Nonsense, you’re right on time.”For the first tim
“I… have no idea what I’m doing,” I admitted with a helpless laugh.She gave me a small smile, putting down her own project and scooting ever so closer to me. “You see, you take the colored strings you want, and then you tie a knot at the top here,” she said, pointing at the end of my batch of strin
MAEVE POVThe rest of the morning flew by, and before long, I found myself with an adequately made bracelet and a mildly dry throat from all the talking I’d done.I survived the lesson. I still wasn’t sure how, but I did… and it felt so natural. Not once did I feel like I had to put on a mask or pre