He smirks at me. “And why on earth would I agree to negotiate with you? I have you completely under my thumb.”I straighten my shoulders a little, pretending that it takes a bit of courage to do so. “You wish me docile, don’t you, Gabriel? I can continue to make this hard or…” I shrug. “It could be
Gabriel’s breath hitches and he stands straight as I roughly push myself away from him, taking a step back, wiping my cyanide-coated fingertips against the fabric of the apron. “Thanks for providing me a room with so many beauty supplies,” I say, quite casual, as his breath starts to come short. “Th
“Why are they searching for the murderer?” I ask, my face twisted in confusion. “It’s very obviously Gabriel –““Ariel!” Ben breathes, putting his hands on my shoulders and giving me a little shake. “When I say chaos I mean chaos – are you aware that the protective magic all over the castle has just
“I think it’s nice,” Jackson says, looking around the yurt.“Thank you!” Midnight says, quite pleased, lounging back on her little bed and squeezing one of her new stuffie toys to her chest.“It’s great for camping, but come on Jacks, this is not nice for a house – please don’t encourage her,” Jesse
“You never ask me to pick you up,” Jesse mutters, his wolf walking a jealous path back and forth in his soul as he comes to stand close to his mate and his friend.“Yes, but you’re significantly more delicate,” Midnight says with a happy sigh, leaning forward to pat Jesse on the head. He scowls and
“So,” Ben says, his mouth turning down as he heaves an awkward shrug. “In the thousand times that I imagined meeting you…it never went like this.”Elias stays still for a moment before his shoulders twitch and he lifts his head to look Ben in the eyes. “You mean you never imagined introducing yourse
“But the corruption will spread,” Elias says, kneeling down on Gabriel’s other side and reaching across him to squeeze my shoulder. “It’s not worth it, Ariel – what I watched Gabriel go through? I can’t watch you do it too.”“Corruption?” Ben asks, his voice suddenly frantic. “What are you talking a
Delighted, I drop Gabriel’s hand and leap to my feet, dashing for the side of the cage where Jacks stands.But then I stop in my tracks, stumbling over my feet, my lips turning down in a harsh frown. “Jackson,” I growl, standing straight and putting one hand on a hip, using the other to point to the