Evie StantonI didn't understand why Thane was looking at me like that. Why he shared a look with Katarina before she left, leaving us in this awkward silence. I thought he wanted to marry me. Wanted a whole future together, and now he was telling me he didn't?I felt so vulnerable. Putting my heart on the line for him like that. Thane closed his eyes tightly. A few deep breaths.Suddenly, the space between us felt like a giant chasm. I wanted to reach for him. Leap across the canyon. Pull Thane back out of his thoughts.Back to me.His eyes opened, and he gazed at me, a deep-seated pain washing up on the surface of his vibrant eyes. A glossiness formed in his eyes. The silence felt heavy. My gaze softened. My arms fell to my sides.He didn't say anything, taking a seat at the table like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. Thane let the heaviness settle over him, leaning back against the chair, legs stretched out in front of him.His gaze never left me,
Evie StantonThane eyed me intensely as I signed the marriage certificate. Desmond sat next to me, signing as our witness while Katarina prepared the paperwork and officiated to make it legally binding.I knew my parents would refute it, so we had to do everything possible to make it iron-tight. I passed Thane my quill for him to sign next to my signature. "Are you sure you don't want a traditional wedding?" he asked, a smile playing on his lips.He already knew my answer. "Honestly, fuck weddings," I grumbled.Thane made a throaty noise, eyes flickering with amusement. "White dresses never suited you anyways," he agreed cheekily. Desmond wheeled out from under the desk. "I still wish I could've been there. Sounded like a good time.""You always did love a little chaos," Thane retorted.At his statement, Des grinned. Katarina, on the other hand, didn't share the same lightheartedness. She had opted to go with us back to Avalon. It couldn't be easy, but she wa
Thane Drogos"Have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?" I asked, wading in the deep water. I noticed how she eyed me, eyes darkening, desire present on her face."I believe I already have." Evie raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lower lip. I laughed. God, I loved her. "Then how about this—have you ever wanted to be fucked by a dragon on a mountain of gold?"Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening as she put two and two together. "You're taking me to your hoard?"I grinned. "Yes, I am. We have to empty it tomorrow morning, so this will be the last time you can see it."She tilted her head, curiosity forever present in her wide eyes. "But isn't it really deep down there? I'll drown.""No, you won't," I stated confidently. "There's this fascinating thing I can do with my mouth." "There's a lot of things you can do with your mouth," she giggled.I rolled my eyes, teasing, "Evelyn Marie Stanton, get your head out of the gutter and get into the water."Ever the brat, she tossed her
Evie StantonThane spent the better part of the early morning and afternoon bringing gold up to the surface. He seemed too restless to get a proper night's sleep. To be fair, I couldn't sleep either. Not only had we fucked the entire night away, but I felt different.I couldn't put my finger on it. I felt stronger. Like I was high on adrenaline. Buzzing helplessly. I was in Thane's bathroom, taking one last bath before the journey. I got out of the water, drying and dressing in my comfortable pants and slacks. Cutlass on my hip. The woman in the mirror looked different. My hair was silkier. My skin looked healthier. But the oddest part was my eyes had blue flecks in them now. I leaned in, looking at my appearance, bewildered. I wanted to talk to Katarina, but at the same time, I wanted to avoid Katarina. What was I going to say?How would I even begin that conversation?Hey, so last night, your son brought me down to see the hoard, and then we proceeded to have sex on litera
Evie StantonWe are told from the time we are old enough to understand that our lives revolve around one day being married off for the sake of our kingdom. I, of course, scoffed at that notion, refusing to allow that to be me. Until the day came that it was."Be a good girl, Evie," my father said to me before announcing my engagement.'Good girl,' I internally gasped. My face became ghostly white as I turned to my handmaiden looking for some reassurance that it was going to be okay.As per usual, she was a lifesaver. Quickly stepping forward to cover for me when it came to my father. "Oh, the girl must be so exhausted! So much excitement!"To which, I played it up, pretending to be faint under my corset. "That's wonderful news, Father, but I'm really not feeling well. May I be excused?"His smile faltered a bit as he nodded. "Of course. I can't have you getting sick. Mary, please see that she gets well. There is much to plan."'Much to plan my ass…' I internally grumbled. 'There was no
Thane Drogos-An Hour earlier-If I had known the contract was in Avalon, I wouldn't have fucking taken it. I avoided the capital at all costs. Not only were they not hospitable to pirates, but I never wanted to come back to relive the night that my entire life had changed.As Jack dropped anchor, tying up alongside the dock, I stared up at the castle. A flash of a buried memory flickered across my eyes. My mother, royal robes torn, crown forgotten, grasping my arm. I had never seen her so panicked. Feral with instinct, she could not shift due to the tonic slipped to her at dinner. She dragged me behind her through the tunnels to escape the slaughter of my cousins above. I could hear the screaming. Five years old, listening to the wails cut short. I could still smell the blood. Feel the way it stuck under my fingernails. I shoved the thought away, burying it in the depths of my mind, but the old wound was already open. I grit my teeth hard as a hand came up to my shoulder. He squeeze
Evie StantonIt felt like I was in the pathway of a snake, about to get bitten. My heart raced, and my voice stuck in my throat. Adrenaline flared within me. Somehow this scared me more than those three men did earlier. I was at a loss for words, thrown by how fast the atmosphere changed."P-please don't hurt me." My words were barely above a whisper. Utterly pathetic. I was so pathetic. I didn't know what to do. Captain Thane's brawny arms caged my only exit, pressing me against the wall.Thane's eyes were impossibly dark like he wanted to strangle me but was fighting against the notion. The conflicting sight before me made my pulse thud hard against my throat.Fear crept within me as I tried to figure out what I could do.Politeness gets girls killed. If you find yourself in danger, act hysterical. Men think you're hysterical, anyway. Make a big enough fuss and you're not worth the struggle.And she was right. I was done being polite. "Get off me, you brute!" I shouted, both hands c
Thane DrogosWell, fuck.An impressive amount of profanity flew from Princess Evelyn's pretty little mouth. Here I thought she was a polite, pretty little noblewoman in the wrong place at the wrong time, but no, she was the fucking princess with the vocabulary of a sailor. Her doe eyes were frenzied, clearly terrified, and running high on adrenaline. With one more look, she grabbed the half-wall and plummeted sixty feet into the freezing water below."Shit," I growled. The naïve little girl would die.The tide would kill her, pull her under, if it didn't break bones first. Churning like a meat grinder. And without proper use of her arms, she would drown.Fuck me. Damn it all to hell. Kicking off my shoes, I dropped my jacket and weapons, diving headfirst overboard. I wasn't thinking when I captured her, but I wasn't interested in letting Evelyn drown.If I had known who she was when I followed her cries into the alleyway, I would have let them kill her. Save myself