Chapter 51

Ryker

I headed back to my place to wash Ophelia’s scent from my body before Jude—or worse, Kimberly—could pick up on it.

The last thing I wanted to think about while in the shower, watching Ophelia’s touch swirl down the drain, was Kimberly.

At the time, nothing mattered more than uncovering what happened to our parents and removing the spell placed on the island. For far too long we’ve been separated from the world, cut off and cast aside. Magic wasn’t meant to be contained to one set place.

Now, if I could go back, I would’ve kicked Kimberly to the curb without a second thought.

Jude walked into my office half an hour after I sat down at my desk.

I held my hand up, my phone pressed against my ear, signaling for him to wait. Of course, the smart ass bowed and marched over to the wall. As he leaned against it he mouthed, “your majesty.”

On the other end was one of my father’s numerous assistants. All his previous staff members worked for me now, but it was habit to call them his.

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