EVA'S POVShe had played me like a fiddle. Nothing was fine anymore. The calculated plan I had erected collapsed under her pretty foot.I was furious, more at myself than even her, because this had been my fault. I stomped back to my room, blaming myself for this fresh hell.If I hadn't taken that useless Amity's stupid advice, then I wouldn't be here. This was all on me, so it was left for me to set it right.When I reached the front door of my room, an idea burned bright in my mind. I wondered if it was going to work, though. Hector didn't trust me. But did it matter?My thoughts lingered on how that would ever benefit me. My mind was bereft of fresh ideas.Only someone came to my mind in times like this.I stepped away from the door and headed to the crypt. Like before, the guards were hesitant to let me in."King Dimitri does not think anybody should visit Hector Menard anymore," the sentinels at the gate regurgitated to me."That is fine," I told them. "I have made my peace regar
CAMILLE'S POVWhen eight struck, there was a knock on my door."Who is it?" I asked, staring at the door as the knob twisted open. The apparel told me the nice-looking woman was a servant. "Luna Camille, dinner is ready. Would you be coming downstairs to eat, or should I bring the food to you?"I shut the records of Victor Blossom. It wasn't going to give me any results since the pages had been ripped out of it. I considered my options. Avoidance. It was the easier option. But for a reason, I didn't want it easy. The cat was out of the bag now, and I wouldn't miss any opportunity I had to spite Eva. She needed to be reminded of the threat I posed now that I existed again. "I'll join them at the table," I told the servant.She bowed solemnly before leaving, shutting the door back in place. I looked at my children, who were still fast asleep. They would never forgive me if I went to eat alone. So I gently roused Sophia and Collins from their slumber, murmuring soft words to wake t
CAMILLE'S POVI turned to Dimitri. Had he deceived me? Sure, the revelation would not have changed a lot of things, but he had led me on. Why didn't he mention it, I wondered."Well?" Milana jerked me out of my thoughts.I looked at her. She was on edge. Her eyes were red and bulging from their socket. She looked different from the woman I saw when I walked into the lounge of the castle the very first time.Then I turned back to Dimitri, who looked like the light had been drained from his soul. The jarring sight of sunken eyes and the frustration peeking behind his perfect mask of indifference caused a memory to burn into my mind.I remembered what it was like in the council room while I was being hounded by my fellow werewolves for a crime that I did not commit. The last straw had been Hector coming down to face me. A mate was the goddess-given gift. So, despite his flaws and his cheating ways, I had somehow still expected some support from him. I had ignored the scorn he plastered o
EVA'S POVIt was jarring sitting there and learning that Dimitri was somehow mates with Camille. The night couldn't get any worse. It was cruel, really. I thought about it. If she followed through, she would be Luna of the Lily of the Valley, Queen of the Lycans, the granddaughter of Abigail De'Crescent, and a healer. How could that be fair? But there was a silver lining. Watching Milana go batshit crazy. Initially, I had been wary about converting Milana to my side. The woman was weird. But the rollercoaster of revelation must have gotten to her.Seeing her stand her ground against Camille solidified it all. I sat there, watching it all. A woman falling into ruin for love. Was this how Adele had destroyed herself? For fickle emotions? When Milana excused herself, I took one of the unopened bottles of wine and followed her.The visit to Adele's cage hasn't been a waste after all. I was bursting with inspiration again.When I found Milana, she was on the balcony of her room."Hey,
CAMILLE'S POVThey all left, leading me to deal with the aftermath of their mess. I looked back at my children.Sophia looked like she was going to cry, and Collins seemed so afraid. This was the one thing I was trying to avoid, and somehow, it had found its way to me regardless. "Camille," Neal reached for me to comfort me. But I shook away his hands. "No," I told him, my eyes brimming with tears unshed. "I refuse to let this take its course the second time.""I understand what you mean, Camille. But Milana is no harm. She is just going through a phase. It simply is an emotional response.""That is how it starts. Uncontrolled emotions lead to a world of hurt. I know that better than anyone.""Mommy?" Collins chipped in.I froze, realizing I was tethering the edge of insanity. When I turned to face my children, I managed a strained smile, suppressing the storm raging within me that threatened to tip over. I wasn't going to lose it. Not for this. "Everything's alright, my loves," I
CAMILLE'S POV"No," His hands shot to my mouth, muffling the words that were about to escape, and somehow it worked.I hesitated, guilt consuming me because I had just attempted to do the very thing that was done to me. Sure, I had a good reason. But it didn't justify my actions.I took that guilt and crammed it somewhere dark. I didn't need it now. I could get crippled by it later. I didn't care. This wasn't just about me. My children were in the picture now.As their mother, I had to be capable of anything—even betrayal."You promised that it had to be my decision."I dropped his hand, a tear escaping my eye as I faced him."It is clear to me that you will not choose," I told him.He didn't have an answer. Because he knew it was true, too.While he battled his internal demons, I summoned the courage to say the words again. My wolf was against it. She was screaming in my head repeatedly to think. Think of what a match of fate meant. Think of how rare it was to get one, not once, but
CAMILLE'S POVA stretcher was brought, and Dimitri was out in it and wheeled to the kingdom's clinic.It was my first time there. But the smell of antiseptic and the bright white light caused my heart to drown in despair.I watched as an oxygen mask was placed on his face, and the nurses who took over from the sentinels wheeled him deeper into the clinic. "You cannot go in," A nurse told me as I watched Dimitri disappear from my line of sight.I pushed her hands away, wanting to defile her order. But I was a nurse myself, and this was protocol. I took a step back upon reevaluation, sucking in a breath and combing through my hair before turning back to face the nurse."Will he be alright?" I asked. The nurse paused before answering. "We will do our best. "It has been a while since his disease has gotten this violent. But you shouldn't worry. We have the best Lycan doctors. His Majesty will be alright."I hoped so. I truly hoped so. I continued to pace around in the hall when Neal fo
SPECIAL CHAPTER ONE: OPHELIA COTTONWOOD AUTHOR'S NOTE: Special chapters serve to shed light on the perspectives of minor characters, providing insight into their roles in the unfolding narrative.Guilt and frustration lingered in me when I ended the call with Camille. I looked down at the bus tickets for three to Wentworth in my hands. A reminder of my failure. It would be only a matter of time before she found out.Turns out I was painfully right.There was a shift in the air. Power that extraordinary could never be hidden. I turned back to catch her hovering over me. Her pristine white hair looked like the sun against the warm light of my kitchen."You disappoint me constantly, Ophelia." The supreme blatantly told me. "You were the one who told me everything was under control. You were the one who convinced me not to interfere when the Lycan king fished her out. You said she had a new alias. You said she hid her face when she worked. So I chose to listen to you this one time. The