“I love you, t—” I don’t get to finish the sentence before I hang up the phone, praying to the Moon Goddess that she didn’t get caught. I can only imagine what my mother or father will do to her if they find out she called me. Turning to Nellie, I say, “Where’s Rainer?” Her eyes widen slightly as
That answer has basically already been told to me. Lex. “Okay… where is the prince?” I sigh and wonder if it’s even worth my time to discuss the situation with Lex; I have no idea if he’s on my side or against his entire clan. But with him being left in charge, I suppose I have no choice. “I can
*Kane*Our initial attack had been a phantom mist that rolled in through the darkness, catching King Peter and his troops completely off-guard. We’d cut between the trees through cover of night and descended upon them before they even knew we were there.I’d personally taken out fifteen of his warri
“While the king regrets that his children came to harm, he doesn’t see the purpose of continuing to lose lives when he believes gentlemen such as the two of you can work this out on your own terms.”Something about what he is saying has an air of misinformation about it, and I have to wonder if perh
*Emory*Rainer is pissed. Still. And it’s been a couple of hours since he returned to the castle and I sheepishly told him what was going on.He’d yelled at me. A lot. Everything from how dangerous this was, to do I not remember that I was almost dead a few days ago to how could I not send for him o
“Alpha Bernard, I order you to halt where you are, right now, by the authority of King Kane Alexander of Crimson Peak, whose territory you are currently invading.” I use the mind-link, and I am clear, precise, and as authoritative as possible.Before my father can respond, Rainer asks me, “Did you d
I turn and glare at him. “Just give me a moment.”He mumbles under his breath, but his feet don’t move.I close about half the distance as I continue. None of them move.“That’s right. I was sold. But not because my father wanted the king to have me. No, I was able to step in. To spare the life of m
*Kane* I was almost there. I had almost made it to where Emory was confronting her father. I could see her in the distance as I sprinted across the grass, not even slowing as I passed the line of my own troops that had been standing back, watching. “What is she doing?” I’d screamed aloud to no on
Fractured memories of the night I nearly drank myself to death careen to the forefront of my mind. There was a woman. I don’t remember her face or her name. I was so far gone with drink and self-loathing that I gave in to whatever kind of attention and stimulations she had to offer. It was consensua
ColeThe letter came in the dead of night, rain-soaked and smeared, but I’d know her handwriting anywhere, in any condition. She’d written that she needed to see me, urgently, that it couldn’t wait, and she couldn’t explain why, not in a letter, not at the risk of what she needed to tell me going pu
EmeldaIt’s a quiet night. A long, silent walk from the castle. I needed this quiet, this stillness in the late summer air. Ravenfell comes into view beyond the trees, twinkling in the darkness. I smile, shaking my head as I look down at my shoes. I can still feel the weight of the twins in my arms
MichaelI haven’t been to Scarlet Thunder in… years. I didn’t realize how long it’s been until I pulled up to the back of the castle, somewhat startled by how small it looks compared to my memories from my childhood. Not that it's a small castle, but I'm much bigger now. I step out of my car, my fac
Faye“Oh, Faye, this is beautiful,” Emory says as she walks around the wide room on the second floor of the newly constructed manor. She runs her fingers over the pale blue and pink floral wallpaper and white trim, her jade eyes sparkling as she takes in the lace curtains and soft cream carpet. “I l
EmeldaIn the week since the twins were born, I’ve been busy with the final touches on my cottage. I spent days this past spring digging in the front garden, planting herbs and vegetables, and fixing the front path. I hired a group of shifters to replace the roof and update the inside, installing ne
Emelda“Thank you,” I say, hurrying at a near run as a maid takes my cloak. The castle is buzzing with nervous energy but remains quiet with even the maids tiptoeing around, trying not to make a sound. I’d remained in Ravenfell for the birth. I spent all night and most of this morning at Alma’s hou
FayeSomething’s wrong. Something has to be wrong. “You’re doing great. Keep pushing, Faye. You’ve got this,” Alma says, her face glistening with sweat and determination while I roar in pain. Michael clutches my hand, his other hand bracing my inner thigh as I bear down with all the strength I hav
Michael“It could be hours–or a day,” Alma says quietly as she arranges her tonics on a table just outside the bedroom where Faye’s finally getting some rest. “It’s been hours already,” I tell her, motioning toward the window in my suite in the castle where moonlight drifts through the panes, casti