LOGIN“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
EvelynThe nausea starts to trickle in halfway through the Royal City.Lucas, Emma, and I are at the front of the rebel company now. We realized as soon as we crossed the bridge that another battle might break out in the streets between the rebels and the lycans trying to protect their homes.So the
We make our way to the end of the off-shoot toward the main hallway. The sound of clanging metal and screams gets my wolf’s attention. She wants me to shift.Wants to fight.Wants to defend her people. Lycan and werewolf alike.But I hold her back. Lucas still has a silver knife to Emma’s throat.Th
EvelynAlexander backs away from me, collapsing on the bottom step of the dungeon. Several guards rush down the stairs around him, clamoring to restrain freed werewolf prisoners.I’m on the ground, clutching the gash on my neck, trying to reclaim my breath, when two guards head for me, clearly inten
AlexanderThe whole routine has become stale.Meet a group of females who are either spies, terrified of me, or trying to manipulate their way into my bed. None of them are ever my mate.It’s an endless loop of putting my wolf through the horrible thoughts people spiral through, wondering if this ti
Seemingly done with her exam, Dr. Zorinski packs up her bag, then removes a container and hands it to Alexander. “Her vocal cords should heal on their own in a few days. Should you wish to engage in… activities… which may result in further bruising, I suggest using this balm immediately afterwards t
EvelynOnce Alexander and I are both clean, he gently towels me off and dresses my wounds. I look in the mirror as he carefully applies the bandage. A violent bruise has already formed around my neck in the shape of his hand, right where he tried to strangle me.My guess is that’s how my vocal cords







