“He sacrificed himself for her,” Kane explains. “They had a car waiting on the other side of the wall, closest to their clan lands. Jacob slowed Rainer up so that Opal could get away. She’s gone now, and I’m pretty sure she managed to slip through our border patrol, too. I’m going to go call her fat
Emory Lex looks different when he comes in. It’s not just that he’s got smudges of dirt all over him and his clothing is torn, something I can’t imagine from the polished Lex I saw at dinner the other night and in the library earlier, but his countenance has changed. “Hello,” he says as he walks t
I take a deep breath and blow it out slowly, thinking I should ask for some medicine to help me sleep now. I’ve been so tired the last few days, it should be easy enough even without the medicine, but my shoulder is aching a little, and I feel drained, but my mind is blasting off at a million miles
“I like your optimism,” he says. “But… unfortunately, in my experience, bitches like Opal tend to get away with this kind of shit.” “Maybe you’re right,” I tell him. “Only time will tell.” “Well, listen,” he says, clapping my leg again, though not hard. “I know you’re tired. I’m gonna get out of y
KaneIt’s difficult for me to decide what to do first, call Vampire King Peter to see if he has Opal and demand justice for what his bitch daughter has done here or to go interrogate Jacob. In the end, I decide to head to the dungeon first. I want to see the face of the asshole who tried to kill my
“That’s true,” I agree. “But you didn’t. You had to know there was some risk involved in this, didn’t you?” He only looks at me blankly. “Were you always supposed to be the one to take the fall when it went to shit? Or did you just come up with the short straw?”“We weren’t supposed to get caught,”
I have to close my eyes for a second to will that image away. “I really don’t want to hear about any of your sexcapades, especially not those concerning my brother.” So much for Lex trying to tell me he’s only into women.“Anyway, she should’ve stayed in her room. We couldn’t make it in there. Those
*Kane* I make my way swiftly to my brother’s room, doing my best not to lose my cool before I get there. My hands are balled into fists, and I am doing everything I can to keep from slamming one of them into a wall. In my mind, I go over the conversation I am about to have with Lex. I am cool, cal
MichaelThe emissary to Red River–the real one–isn’t anyone I recognize. He’s tall and pale blond, his red eyes gleaming in the brightly lit ballroom where he and his posse of royal Red River guards have gathered. He scans the group before him–myself, my father, and my uncle, and smiles faintly, hi
I listen intently, watching a myriad of emotion play over her face as she knits her fingers together. “We spent an entire summer sneaking around,” she says softly, closing her eyes. “He’d find me in the garden, in the library, sometimes going as far as to sneak into my room at night. We couldn’t st
FayeStill in the library, I listen intently as Emelda discloses far more than I expected her to.There was a point in Emelda’s life as a vampire that she’d accepted she’d always be alone. Her bed would always be cold, her skin unblemished by a loving touch. She’d never know love again, and for deca
Faye“It really is gorgeous,” Emelda says the next morning while walking with me to the library. She runs her thumb over the massive sapphire ring and smiles faintly, raising her brows. “I think it’s a family heirloom, too. You should expect a load of fine jewelry to follow.”“You know I don’t care
FayeKing Kane is a slightly terrifying man. His presence is all consuming–like he sucks the light out of the room. He doesn’t look his age, like all vampires. The only indication that he’s a senior vampire compared to his son is the faint gray glow around his temples where his dark hair is starting
MichaelI watch Faye run a comb through her hair, over and over. The golden strands shine like golden silk in the pockets of sunlight shimmering through the curtains. Beyond the glass, knee-deep snow covers the castle grounds in a blanket of pure, untouched white. Deep inside, I feel a flicker of m
I shake my head, sniffling, trying to pull my tears back into my eyes but fail miserably. They trickle down my cheeks, freezing to my face. “We would have been caught.”“I wouldn’t have cared. I still don’t!”“You were getting married–”“I’ve been betrothed since I was a child,” he says hotly, gritt
Emelda“Why are you out here?” Cole asks, his hand moving up my back as he presses me closer. “You’re freezing.”“I wanted to check on Ravenfell–”“I was on my way–”“It’s not your responsibility–”“I was on my way to find you,” he cuts in, taking a breath. I open my eyes, breaking out of the haze
Finn leans against the fireplace while Cassidy stokes the fire, but everyone is waiting for me to start talking. That’s why I came here, after all. To share news from the castle about our duke and our friends. “Lowe is likely going to survive,” I say to the group, ignoring the shuffle of feet as pe