“Anton,” I sigh, shaking my head, “you’re going to think I’m so stupid –““I promise you,” he insists, “I’m not. Please, June.”I sigh again, pulling back a little, taking a deep breath. Anton lets me go and I cross my arms over my chest, feeling terribly self-conscious. But I close my eyes, pretend
“Yes, please, June,” Anton groans. “Please, I’m begging you – change out of that and then burn it.”I laugh again, flapping a hand at him. “Fine, fine,” I sigh. “Well, then, what would you suggest I wear?”When I appear at the auditorium where the show will be held, my hand firmly in Nic’s and Anton
Anton steps close to me, putting a ghost hand on my shoulder as I stare at the piano, my knees locked, my whole body tense and starting to tremble slightly.“Easy, girl,” he murmurs, calming and soft.I glance up at him, a glare narrowing my eyes. “Stop talking to me like a horse.”A laugh bursts fr
I gasp when she produces the first one, but then they keep coming every time Laila pinches her fingers together – pop! Appearing from nowhere. The bubbles begin to fill the stage in a beautiful, magnificent way, and Laila by some trick or magic begins to unfold the curves of her dress so that it str
I exhale slowly, much of the tension leaving me as soon as I feel the coolness of the keys beneath my fingers. Because this, in so many ways, is…home.God, why have I waited so long? Why haven’t I been playing in my room?Because the boy is there, my wolf says, and you like to keep it a secret. She
I almost regret it when the song comes to its end. It’s not a long one – not really. I have some that last an hour or more, but this one is relatively short.Still, as I approach the final notes of the song, not even having to concentrate on them because I’ve played them so many times that my finger
“Juniper!” Orion shouts, starting after her, fury and horror twin echoes in his voice.But Anton steps in front of him, a stiff arm held out that takes the Prince in the chest, hard. “No,” Anton growls, his brows drawn down low over his eyes.“She’s –““No,” Anton snaps again, shaking his head once.
She shakes her head like she can’t stand the thought.“We don’t know that,” Anton murmurs, doing his best to wipe away her tears and failing. “We have no idea how he’ll react. Maybe he…” Anton hesitates before he shrugs. “I mean, the fire was seriously impressive June. Maybe we can convince him it w