Rowan Ambrose. This was unlike anything I had ever experienced before, pulling me like an invisible thread toward a room near where Morana and I were staying.My wolf stirred within me, a deep growl rumbling in my chest. It’s our mate!!Mate is near!!My wolf, Zion, kept howling in my head. Shut
I hated myself for it – for the way my body responded to her presence, for the way my heart quickened at the sight of her, for the way my mind betrayed me with thoughts of hunger and desire. But try as I might to push them aside, those feelings refused to be ignored, rising up within me like a tidal
Morana Ambrose.I woke up the next morning when I heard a knock on the door. A caretaker was appointed for me to help me do my daily routines, even when I told Adrian I didn't need one. She was a kind woman who looked like she was in her thirties. Her aura had a warming effect on people around her.
Morana Ambrose. Every minute I stayed in his presence has always made me feel nervous, my skin on fire and my head filled with different kinds of emotions which would always leave me utterly confused and angry at myself. Suddenly the sound of footsteps broke the heavy tension that filled the air.
Morana Ambrose. I could feel the piercing gaze on my back, every single hair on my body rose up as fear rushed through my body. I stilled, every muscle froze. I couldn’t breathe, I felt my lungs tightening and my throat drying up. Fear gripped me as I lay still, my eyes squeezed shut. I could sense
Morana Ambrose. Adrian’s scent filled my senses, driving me crazy with all intense desire and longing blasting through my veins. His hand moved from my hair to my cheek, his touch gentle which sent tingling sensations all over my body. I closed my eyes for a moment, savoring the sensation, then ope
Adrian Blackthrone.Few hours Ago. I was sitting in my office, deep in work when all of a sudden my Gama, Derek, rushed over to my office. “Your highness, There’s a problem.” He said, his voice filled with panic and urgency. “What is it, Derek?” I asked, turning to him. "Charlotte has escaped th
Morana Ambrose. Later that day, after having dinner, I went back to my room. Everything that had happened throughout the day kept running through my mind. Charlotte had escaped the dungeon, but how? Did someone help her? My mind was filled with these troubling thoughts, each one more unsettling tha