When I was finally able to breathe properly, Enzo met my gaze. “What’s going through that head of yours?” he whispered. I shrugged. “It’s just… I don’t know if I can do this, Enzo,” I murmured. “Taking over my dad’s throne when I really want to go after him, handling people who want to kidnap my b

I managed a weak smile, resting my head against his chest. He was right—the constant stress and upheaval lately was undoubtedly taking its toll. I needed to find healthier ways to cope with the pressures weighing on me. “You should go back to yoga,” he said softly, wrapping his arm around me as we

Nina The dizzying swirl of the realm jump left my head spinning for a few precarious moments as the world rematerialized around us. One second, we had been standing in the sterile confines of our headquarters—the next, the familiar sights and scents of the werewolf realm enveloped us in a dizzying

My mother’s features softened as she regarded me, cupping my tear-stained cheek with her palm. “Nina, you were meant for this,” she said softly, stroking a strand of hair out of my eyes. “Your father chose you as his heir because he saw that spark, that unwavering strength in you that your people wi

Enzo sighed and walked up to me. “I think you look beautiful.” “I look like a porcelain doll. This is ridiculous. I’m not a queen.” “Hey. None of that.” Enzo’s voice was tender but insistent as his arms circled around me from behind, his chin propped on top of my head as he studied my reflection