Kane cups my face in his hands. “Look at me, Emory. Those are just stories written by scared people from a long time ago. No one’s seen an actual hybrid before. Not recently, anyway. No one knows what they’re talking about.”“That means we don’t know what we’re dealing with. I don’t know what’s insi
“Leave me alone!” she shrieks. “I want to be left alone!”“You know, Opal, all that yelling is probably not good for the baby,”She lets out an angry cry that reminds me of a pelican and turns away from me, covering her head with a pillow as if it could block me out. I look at the door and consider
LolaI never see Willow outside of the castle, and I want to have a picnic, so I convince her to have lunch with me one day. She’s reluctant at first because she doesn’t like leaving the books alone, but I tell that the books will be fine for an hour. They can’t get up and run away.Emory isn’t feel
“About Emory’s pregnancy?”He nods. “We all want to make sure she and the baby are healthy.”“Okay,” I agree. “How would I tell you? You’re usually busy.”“You can ask a servant to send me a message, or you could come to my room.”“That’s inappropriate.” Willow finally speaks again. “You can’t have
He laughs, a boisterous sound that even makes Nellie smile. “You are so smart. Maybe you should be ruling a kingdom.”I frown. “Not if I have to live in a castle. They’re too big. There’s too many stairs. Not enough elevators.”“Those are all good points,” he concedes. “But I do have to tell you tha
RainerAfter trying to rack my brain for hours about how I know Willow, I decide to ask Kane if he knows anything. He’s always had a better memory than me. He has a good head for remembering the smallest details. I’ve always been more of a bigger picture kind of guy.I wait until after dinner to get
That explains Willow’s behavior at the picnic after I made that thoughtless joke about finding my own feeder. Even if it has been a century, some wounds don’t heal for the longest time. No wonder she looks so uncomfortable around me. She probably thinks Lex and I are friends. I need to apologize to
Shame makes me want to run away and hide, but I’m not a little boy. I’m a man who faces my mistakes head on. “I’m sorry,” I say sincerely. “I’m sorry for everything I did to you. I wish I could take it back-”“Don’t!” She turns away, and her whole body shudders as she does er best to contain her s