Please don't forget to vote if you are enjoying this series! It made me kind of sad to write the Pre-Natalie Killian again.
Charlie's P.O.V. I could feel it... practically hear it before he even opened his mouth. Killian was going to argue. He would tell me to go back to my ballgowns and books. Hell, he might even tell me to go back to hunting monsters. Just to leave the actual fighting to his warriors, even though we h
My chest rose quickly as I stared down at my plate. Was this how children felt when their parents actually wanted to spend time with them?This excitement wasn't normal. This hope wasn't healthy. But it was there. I looked up, wondering what he was waiting for and why he hadn't spoken when I saw h
And we were. Even if Killian hadn't marked her, she was my family now, and I wanted her to feel welcome and wanted here. It was something I never felt, and I resent it."That doesn't seem appropriate, given my position.""You are my brother's mate, the next queen. Your position is soon to be above m
Damien's P.O.V. The second I reached the border, I felt my beast rear back. Every possible warning bell inside my head was going off, telling me to stop here and save my skin. But I could smell her, my Charlotte. It was faint as if she had passed through this very spot hours ago, but it urged me
"Thank you." The man turned and stared at me a moment longer with a smile before gesturing for me to follow him through the wide opening of the city walls. "No problem. They're this way." He started walking, and I jogged to catch up with him. Just as I passed through the entrance, another man move
I sat down with them, sipping the cold beer and smiling a few minutes later when the server brought six plates of food for the table. I hadn't brought any money, but my worries faded when Paxton asked for a second plate, boasting about how he would eat his fill since the castle would be footing the
Damien's P.O.V.The lycan on patrol didn't react as if they hadn't smelled it, and my jaw tightened as I took another deep breath. It was rancid, like a body that had been left out in the sun for too long. It grew thicker the further I walked into the forest, keeping my steps quiet as I felt the gu
Hell, during my travels as a teenager, I had been exploring one of the fallen cities the humans used to rule and came across one of their bleeder centers. There were piles of bones in the basement of the large office building, and every room was filled with chains and skeletons. There had to have b