*Barbara*She’s asleep. The dirty Breeder is sleeping, snoring a bit, her bulging belly huge. Now is the perfect time for me to smack her over the head with a vase or something and drag her out of the castle through the tunnels.Kane will be able to do whatever he wants with her. It’s the perfect sc

“She… she’s escaped the dungeon, Your Majesty, and killed one of the guards,” he says.I look at him, not sure I’d heard him right. “What the fuck was she doing in the dungeon?” I ask.“King Tri—the Alpha Tristan, when he was king… he sent her there and told us never to let her escape,” he says. “Sh

Scared of being caught, I drop the Breeder on the floor and lean onto the shelf. Using as deep a voice as I can produce, I reply, “Uh, browsing for a book.” “What was that sound?” When the Breeder hit the floor, it was a little louder than I intended. “Uhm… encyclopedia,” I say. Quickly, I grab a

“Nice deflection,” I say, and we both laugh a little. “She’s sleeping. She looked so tired that she barely lasted till I was out of the room before she drifted off. It must be so tiring having four pups at once.” “No doubt,” he says. “When we’re ready, let’s try for just one at a time.” “No promis

Dropping the duvet onto the bed, I say, “Shelby, I am the authorities. Unless you think someone higher up than me is going to come in here to investigate, I’m as authoritative as it gets, and not only do I doubt that King Gene will be coming to investigate, but I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t want him