We would rather be safe than sorry when it comes to Michael’s safety.Kane leads me around the dancefloor smoothly for our first dance. I had to endure months of dance lessons for this. Kane has decades of experience and he puts it to show as we glide around the room. Dancing with him is like a drea
EmoryI make my way down the stairs, trying not to trip on the hem of the green gown I’m wearing. It’s sleeveless with flowers embroidered on the bodice. I feel quite pretty, and I’m a little bit disappointed my husband won’t be able to see me. I’ve taken extra care with my appearance, curling my ha
I look at the expensive watch on my wrist. It was a present from Kane for our third year wedding anniversary. “You have less than twenty minutes to get dressed or our mother will disown you.”“Moon Goddess be damned,” he yelps out, quickly swimming back to shore. He grabs his clothes and shoes but
That makes sense. Not everyone was thrilled when my sister married him. The animosity between our species has lessened over the last few years, but it’ll take time before we could be considered friendly. The Alphas have been tolerating Kane’s presence in Moon Grove, but they’ve made it clear that it
EmoryI’ve seen the mating process before, and it’s always fascinating to watch. The way they stare into each other’s eyes and that awareness they have of the other person in the room. It can be felt even before a shifter comes of age and meets their wolf. Years ago, when I met Kane for the first ti
I pause from loading Emory’s luggage into the town car so I can glare at her. “You don’t get to judge me. You got pregnant before you even knew Kane was your mate.”Emory flicks me in the ear making me yelp in pain. “Don’t you dare talk to me like that, Coit Moonraker. I’m still your Alpha.”I clutc
Darius has met his mate. She turned out to be the granddaughter of Alpha Nigel of the Bluecrest Pack. They married two years ago and have a child of their own. I’m happy for them, and I’m glad everything turned out well in the end.Kane’s eyebrows furrow. “If mates are supposed to be the perfect per
EmoryI knock on the door of Lola’s bedroom. There’s loud music playing from inside. When I don’t hear a response, I knock on the door again. There’s still no response.“Lola?” I call out. “It’s me. Can I come in?”“What do you want?” she demands.“I’m back from Moon Grove. I just wanted to see you.
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
EmeldaSnowy darkness stretches ahead of me. Whatever light from the moon is blocked by thick clouds that spread snow across the hills leading from the castle to Ravenfell. I pull my cloak tight to fight the bitter chill in the air and breathe in the fresh, crisp night. It smells clean. I love that