Artemisia “Hey,” Fynn says quietly as he steps next to my bed. “Hey,” I answer in a whisper, closing my book. He puts his hands in his pockets, smiling. “You look incredibly beautiful.” “Thank you,” I say while blushing, and lean my head against the headboard of my bed. He grins as he sits on t
Artemisia After finishing our tea, Corvina goes to the border with Logan and Matthew to put up the protection spell while I follow Hendrick, who informs Cayden about what Corvina said. We find him in his office, surrounded by high piles of paper. “Don’t you want to take a break?” I ask him, huggi
Artemisia I’m still sobbing lowly as Cayden walks into my room. My mother has her arms wrapped around me, her head resting on my shoulder while Ramona is sitting on the other side, holding my hand. He walks in silently, my other mates and Corvina following him closely. Fynn, who looks freshly ou
“You have to be fucking kidding me!” I shout at him, throwing my clothes onto the floor. “They literally dragged me to court because they said you were locking me up in the basement.” “I don’t know what to tell you, Missy,” Cayden sighs as Logan takes a step forward.“Your scent was everywhere in t
Riccardo “Can you just make him shut up!” I yell at Torrie, who is trying to calm down the pup screaming his lungs out in her arms. And naturally, she is failing at it. “I don’t know what he has. I have fed him, and he has clean diapers. Maybe he is in pain of some sort,” she tries to justify her
Artemisia I feel like I’m about to pass out from excitement and nervousness as my mother picks at the various layers of my dress. “Are you ready?” she asks me and I lay my hands on my belly, taking a deep breath. “Not really.”My pups seem to be happily calm, and I think back to Giorgio’s and Dia
For a bit, I feel like I can sense the eyes of my mates on me, but I convince myself that it is my imagination just as Fynn’s voice rumbles through my mind. “Babe, I know they told you to take your time… But please, run.” I laugh, shaking my head as I walk over sticks and stones carefully. I see Co
Artemisia I open my eyes, and I regret it instantly. Holding my head, I hope to make it stop spinning around, and I groan in pain as I touch the big bump on the back of it. “What the hell,” I murmur. “Sorry, you weren’t meant to get hurt,” Lisa says, attracting my attention to her as she paces u