se

oze the Alpha's accounts, and the Shadowcre

heavy pewter cutlery and fine porcelain, but the roasted chicken and salads remained barely touched. The air was thi

o? Serving peasant food to the Alpha?" She shot me a venomous glare. "Or is this your way of punishi

with exhaustion. "Elyse, please. Just be reasona

he sheer audacity of his words extinguish

Alpha, Jace," I said, my voice dropping to a deadly, icy calm

plunged into a

e blatant disrespect to his authority. He slammed his palms

in defensive rage. "I haven't touched you out of respect for her! Ciera is my true mate in every

strip away my very identity as a werewolf. Beside

years of swallowing my pride, burned to ash in an ins

tied with a neat black ribbon. I placed it on the polished wood and sl

I said softly, without a

otten. He stared at the envelope, likely assuming it was a check from my trust fund to save his ruined finances, or perhaps a pathetic l

ngers brushing the edg

h, collapsing back into her chair with a dramatic groan. Her tre

tears instantly welling in

le, Ciera," I stated flatly, not even

r. He didn't care about logic. He shoved his chair back, completely a

roared, sprinting toward the doubl

own the corridor, leaving me

m envelope during Jace's chaotic exit, leaving a dark, blood-like stain

e-the one he took to every executive meeting. I unzipped the side pocket, slipped th

Martha, the loyal head maid, stood trembl

ment. "Move the packed suitcases from under my bed

pered, her eyes shini

ng my shawl. "Somewhere neither the Silver