Stay? They wanted me to stay? I stared up at the royal family for a long moment, unsure. I didn’t fit the standards for the selection at all. I didn’t come from a noble background. I didn’t have a wolf. I already had a child. How could I possibly participate? But, whatever my doubts, I could
He explained that each of us would have a private room and be attended by two maids. Next, Nathan brought us to a large staircase that separated the east and west wings. In the west wing, he pointed us to the elaborate, gem-embossed doors of the royal family. The King’s door was the largest, with
Holding Elva, I walked further into my assigned room, bringing the man into focus. It wasn’t Nicholas, but his brother. “Julian.” I knew Julian from my days at the Royal Academy, though we hadn’t been friends. Since Julian and Nicholas were arch-enemies, and I was Nicholas’s girlfriend, I avoi
But Julian would know, because he was there. In another life, being near Nicholas would have given me enough reason to want to stay. But he’d made his feelings about me clear. And I had other priorities. My gaze slid to Elva, playing with her dolls at the foot of the bed. “I don’t want to pl
You and Nicholas have a special bond, and I can’t wait to see how far I can bend it. I didn’t understand Julian at first. Nicholas and I hadn’t been a couple in three years. Whatever bond we had was assuredly broken by now. The plans Julian had for us would make no difference anymore. But then I
I took another step. “I don’t want anyone to get in trouble.” Mark’s eyes went wide again. He looked to Nicholas. Nicholas’s jaw was clenched, a hard line. He stared at me like he wanted me to take back my words. When I didn’t, he said, “No one will get in trouble.” “Thank you,” I said. He s
When Nicholas said my name, I stopped where I stood and internally cursed. I was so close to my door. As far as I could tell, I had two options: apologize for having overheard or deny, deny, deny. I swiveled on my heel, facing him. “Your Royal Highness! I was looking for you.” His brow lowered
“That’s Linda,” Susie said. “I knew her at the Academy. She’s always trying to form cliques. Anything to get ahead. Watch out for her… Oh, shoot, here she comes.” Susie immediately wrapped her arms around her waist, as Linda made her way over to us. Linda didn’t look at me once, keeping her gaze