“Get out of here, Elias,” Gabriel snaps, keeping his eyes on me. “I need a moment alone with my Luna.”I go stiff and so does Pippa, both of us staring at the cruel, blue-eyed prince leaning against the door. My eyes flash between him and Elias, noting their remarkable similarities, though Gabriel i
“How do you do that?” I speak as if in great wonder, even though I’m a little surprised that he’s spilling so much detail so easily. Is it just arrogance? Or a true desire to let me know precisely how captive I am, and him with all the power?“It is my gift,” he says, shrugging. “From Darkness himse
My wolf growls and turns in my soul, worried, wishing I’d had more time to ask Elias about Jesse’s mate, this apparent master spy.“Luca Grant rejected me,” I say, shrugging and looking down at my plate, willing myself to look sad and contrite about it. “And Jackson McClintock is nothing. A brute. A
But the way she’d ushered him inside and showed him her home…he’d hadn’t had the heart to do anything but tell her how comfortable and lovely the place was. But it was a lie, blatant and boldfaced. The entire yurt contains one small sleeping mat, her “kitchen” – which is just a couple of baskets fil
“Of course I want to know get to know you, Midnight,” Jesse says, smiling at the girl, meaning it even if his heart and mind are still consumed with thoughts of Daphne and incredibly confused about what on earth is happening between the three of them. “My grandmother picked us for each other, after
Oh, would you lay off, Jesse growls, swatting his wolf away. Obviously, I would never.“Hey, are you listening to me?” Midnight snaps. Jesse whips his head up to see her with her hands on her hips, glaring down at him. He smiles, laughing a bit.“I’m sorry, Midnight, will you start again? I got lost
I groan, my hands locked firm on the wooden bed post, as Pippa tugs hard on the strings of my corset. “Pippa,” I pant, trying hard to look at her over my shoulder, “are you sure this is necessary? I’ve already got a pretty small waist…”“I’m so sorry, Ariel,” Pippa says, the strings so tight in her
Pippa looks up at me with a great deal of sadness in her eyes, her hands falling from my dress as she finishes the last button. I turn towards her, concerned and sad for her sake.“I’m really sorry,” she whispers, shaking your head. “That you didn’t get to meet that Gabriel. That you have this one i