LOGIN“So please,” Dr. Zorinski adds, “continue to stay in this bed. Keep doing what you’re doing, or maybe more accurately in your case, what you’re not doing, so that we can continue to have good days for both you and your baby, okay?”I nod enthusiastically now.“Okay.” Dr. Zorinski takes a step back t
EvelynAlexander is sitting between me and Emma, holding both our hands when Dr. Zorinski returns. She smiles at the sight of us, making her way over.“How are they?” I ask. “The injured werewolves in the dungeon. I assume that’s where you’ve been?”She glances at Alexander. “What happened to not up
“It’s okay,” I say, trying to reassure him with a smile he knows is false. If he couldn’t already read it on my face, I know he can feel my unease through our bond. It’s so hard for me to lie here still.Doing nothing.“Maybe you could try talking to her?” Alexander suggests.I glance at her face, w
EvelynI want to be sitting in the empty chair next to Emma’s bed. Dr. Zorinski told me to stay horizontal in my bed, and I nodded, completely intending to ignore her instructions once she was out of the room.But she knows me too well.“Evelyn,” she said, “listen to me. You and your baby are safe,
EvelynThe restraint that Alexander displayed in wolf form was monumental.I rushed out of the tent when his roars approached, and I watched as he tore through the temporary camp. I watched as he sent tents flying—but didn’t touch a single werewolf.Lucas grabbed me and started to run, but the snarl
EvelynThe first blow is so quick and shocking that I’m down on the ground before I fully process that Lucas punched me. Not a slap even. A closed-fist sucker punch to the face.Strangely, my first thought is to avoid the nearby pile of my own puke.Maybe it’s that trivial concern that gives Lucas e
I approach it cautiously, wading into its essence, like a thick mud of energy, tangled up inside me.Then I feel him. Alexander.It’s our mate bond. The one that only forms once the mates bed each other. Which is why I never had this with Lucas.I lean into the bond a bit, wondering if whatever the
Alexander“No,” I answer plainly. “And sit the fuck down.”Marcel stands in front of me, trying to hide his wincing every time he breathes. He sits down carefully in the chair across from me in my study. I can only imagine how many bandages are tied around his abdomen underneath his fresh set of clo
EvelynI’m so relieved when one of the ministers proposes my expulsion. I work hard to hide my excitement that I’ll finally be able to leave the palace and return to my family.So it comes as quite a shock when the punishment the king lands on instead is having me clean the grand ballroom.In fact,
Evelyn“Stay where you are.”Alexander’s voice sounds different than usual, and I freeze at the commanding tone. Most of the words out of his mouth are commanding, but this…I recognize it from a few encounters I’ve had before. Almost as if his voice isn’t merely coming from where he’s standing behi







