LOGINI wouldn’t egg him on when he was in a mood like this. On our own, we each showered and changed. We read while in bed, utterly ignoring each other. Grayson went to bed first, his back to me. I turned off the light, set my book aside, and went to bed too, my back to him.The distance between us felt
Lillian’s POVI was grateful for Clara’s warning, because all day long, through the brunch event, the lunch event, tea, and dinner, I heard others talking about the rumors like I wasn’t even present.“They’ll be such a lovely couple.”“And think of the political gains! To have the kingdoms tied toge
Lillian’s POV“Did he send you?” I asked Ivory.“No,” Ivory said. “But I saw what happened, and where he went. I knew you were waiting. When I found out you hadn’t been told, I came here myself.”I lowered my chin. “Thank you for that. Maybe he thought he wouldn’t be so long. Or he lost track of tim
Lillian’s POVI placed my hand in Grayson’s, and his fingers closed around the back of my palm. People were whispering around us. Even Odette lightly gasped. But Grayson paid them little mind, and with his attention all on me like it was, I had a difficult time looking away from him long enough to n
Lillian’s POVSo focused on planning and training, the days ticked by and before I really knew it, the day of Odette’s welcome banquet, my birthday, arrived. I had only seen Grayson in passing, not spending more than a moment’s greeting since he had kissed me in the ballroom during planning.At nigh
Lillian’s POVWhen I wasn’t pushing myself to my limits on the training ground, I dedicated myself to actually planning Odette’s welcoming event. I wasn’t looking forward to the event, and I still had unhappy feelings about it taking place on my birthday, without any acknowledgement of my birthday a
Lillian’s POVI pulled the hem up to my ribs. The skin along my left side was purple and scraped raw where I'd hit the stairwell railing. The old lash wounds on my back had reopened in two places, thin lines of red seeping through the closed skin.Grayson knelt beside the bed. His hands were steady.
The drug turned my muscles to sand.I sagged against Calvin's chest, my arms hanging, my legs gone. He held me up with one arm around my waist and kept the cloth over my face until the room went soft around the edges.When he finally pulled it away, I gasped. The ceiling tilted."W-what—" My tongue
The room cracked open.Whispers erupted. The candidates pressed against the walls stared with open mouths. Servants exchanged glances. Even the King's composure slipped. The Queen leaned toward him. Whatever she murmured, his reply was a curt nod.I stood frozen with my palm flat against the wolf's
"He opened his eyes."The servant gave me a skeptical look. He sent for a doctor anyway. The doctor walked to the far end of the room and examined the Prince from a cautious distance, his eyes on the glowing wolf."No change," He peeled off his gloves without looking up from the monitors. "Vitals st







