"How did you do that?" I asked, trying to come back to my senses. "TELL ME!" Surging forward, I grabbed Asher by his collar and slammed him against the wall. Letting a growl escape me, I fought to remain calm as my anger began to boil over. "HOW DID YOU FAKE THOSE MEMORIES?" I screamed, feeling li
"Go on," I urged, eyeing King Nigel. "Tell me about you and my mom." For five minutes, King Nigel simply sat silent watching me, a strange look flashing on his face here and there before disappearing. I was beginning to grow uncomfortable and didn't want to have to stand here much longer. "You're
"If it helps you feel better, you can attack me all you want. For allowing you and your mother to live amongst those disgusting werewolves, I will atone. " King Nigel assured me, closing the distance between us and slamming a hand on the wall behind my head. "But I will not let you go back there. On
For the next few days, I was kept confined to the room that the lycan king deemed to be mine. The only person I saw the entire time was Asher as he brought me my three meals each day and then two servants that were apparently brought here to help me shower and change. Both were young women, maybe i
"Why are you here?" I asked, my gaze narrowing. "I'm here to escort you to dinner." Asher said easily, completely ignoring my hostility. "It was your father's request." "Don't call that bastard my father." I hissed. "My father's dead." "You know, the sooner you accept it, the sooner you can move
Eyes growing wide, I looked at King Nigel and tried to determine if I was hearing things. He just said it was time to eat... Was he referring to those hearts? "Those..." I stammered, lifting a finger and pointing, unable to stay quiet. "What are those?" Maybe I was seeing things wrong, or maybe th
"GET HER!" King Nigel's booming voice echoed towards me, spurring my movements forward. Lost in what to do and worried that if I got caught I wouldn't get another chance, I started grabbing at doors, attempting to open them, but most were locked. Only one remained open and inside was a dark stairwe
"When I say go, we move." Tristan murmured, beginning to make a battle plan. "The slightest fuck up and we could die, do you understand?" 'Of course I understand.' I huffed. Tristan, of all people, was aware of my upbringing and how much training I had to endure because of my father. One thing I w