"About that."Leaving it to Uncle Ramone to explain, I continue to take in the ship until I find a lone figure standing so far back that I’m almost not sure if it is actually him. However, when he starts to come closer, I know I’m right, but I’m not sure if I should approach or not."Is that Hindric

I open and close my mouth, trying to come up with the words to say, but nothing comes. What could I possibly tell her? If I told her about the curse, she most certainly wouldn’t leave me alone, and I didn’t want to be a burden. I could use my feelings to try to get her to leave me, but clearly that

"What the hell?" Fineon hisses, clearly as startled by the scene as me. "What the fuck is this? An orgy?""Basically," Uncle Ramone responds, seeming unphased. "There’s something about the Ave tribe that no one really knows, and that is that the king gets his pick of any woman he wishes, whether the

[Fineon’s POV]I felt a surge of triumph as the bastard king, who hadn’t once bothered to respect boundaries when it came to what was mine, stared at me in disbelief."What?" I smirk. "Surprised?""A bit," Angles admits, composing himself once more. "Who would have thought that I was in the presence

[Fineon’s POV]"I’ll grant you whatever you’d like as long as you can locate my sister.""Then tomorrow we will try again.""Tomorrow?" Angles repeats, his brows furrowing. "Why not now?""Can’t you tell he has worn himself out," Fallon snaps before I get the chance to respond. "He needs to rest; ot