Faiza sighs, turning to me fully. “Look, Princess, if Life wanted you dead, you’d be dead, okay?” She quirks an eyebrow at me. “Like I’ve said before, she’s rooting for you. She wants you alive just…frustrated enough with her world that you leave peacefully. But I promise you, you will be safe in th
I glance back at Anton and the rest of our little group as Orion tugs me away. Anton cocks his head to the side, his eyes moving to Orion’s arm around my waist. He raises an eyebrow at me. I hesitate, glancing up at Orion, who gives me a steady shake of his head. “Leave them, Princess,” he says, h
My mouth falls open further and I sit straighter, staring at him, my wolf’s growl deepening. “Orion, that is not what’s happening.” “He’s dead, June,” Orion says with a sigh, contemplating me with a bit of sadness. “What, honestly, can he offer you in the long term?” “What can you offer me?” I s
I narrow my eyes even further at Orion, crossing my arms and shaking my head. Because even despite his valid points and my new worries…I’m aware that he’s got stakes in making me believe that Anton and I can’t last. “You’re just jealous,” I say, studying him, trying to figure out where, really, he
He’s still laughing with our friends, giving me space and privacy, utterly trusting. Guilt sweeps through me at that because – Oh my god, have I betrayed him? Has Anton given me his complete and utter trust and in the span of about five seconds have I completely shattered it!? “June,” Orion murm
Soldiers carry two caskets ahead of me into the Goddess’s temple, but I only keep my eyes fastened on the one that holds the body of the only man I’ve ever loved. The only man I’ve ever kissed, even. I was supposed to marry him today. The wolf in my soul raises her snout to the sky and gives a l
My breath pants from my lips as the wind and darkness rips around us. We only travel for a few terrifying moments before my feet hit hard against stone and light returns to the world, however dim. I groan in horror at what I see – at the black sky that stretches for miles in all directions over t
I jump and blush when the bartender clears his throat, because I’d been so busy staring at the tall, broad-shouldered stranger that I didn’t even notice that the bartender arrived. “All right, little lady,” the bartender says, smirking at me and leaning against the bar. “What’ll it be?” “Um,”