Chapter 13 13 Victoria All day, I imagine where the note will be. Lorenzo has been leaving me notes every day since the roof. When I finally head back to my room, after a day in the sun, I find it. The note is folded and sitting on my desk.
Chapter 12 12 Lorenzo All I can think about all day long is when I can see her next. I’m obsessed and not in a good way. She occupies my every thought. I don’t even understand why. Sure, she’s gorgeous, but I barely recognize the person I’ve become around her.
Chapter 11 11 Victoria Days have passed since the kiss, and I keep waiting for something to happen. Anything. And then it does. The note is slipped to me. One minute, Lorenzo is just passing by in the hall, and the next thing I know, something small and folded is
Chapter 10 10 Lorenzo I’m not trying to listen. I’m just walking the back corridor with my head down and toolbox in hand, mentally cataloging every broken thing at this estate. The sink drips. The busted dumbwaiter (that I still don’t understand the point of). The east hallway that creaks
Chapter 9 9 Victoria It happens in passing. The way most dangerous things do. A hallway. A breath. A brush of fingers. One second, I’m walking through the east wing with a book in one hand and an iced tea in the other, pretending I’m not already bored enough to
Chapter 8 8 Lorenzo The first time she read to me, I didn’t expect to give a damn. The idea that she would even want to spend time with me was so foreign that my brain could barely process the words coming out of her mouth. I just watched her…
Chapter 7 7 Victoria No matter how hard I tell myself I shouldn’t be walking this way, I can’t stop my feet from carrying me in the direction I’m heading. The old boathouse sits at the far edge of the estate. A forgotten structure that has long been left abandoned
Chapter 6 6 Victoria The Danforth gardens were designed to impress people. Not people like Lorenzo and his mom, of course. No, in my parents’ minds, this is above their pay grades. Endless rows of roses. A fountain shaped like a cherub. A bit ridiculous if you ask me, but
Chapter 5 5 Victoria Time for dinner… Great. To me, this is the worst hour of my life. It’s not that I hate my parents; it’s just that I can’t stand them. The constant judgment. Condescending tone, and the conversations they have… How self-important can two people be? That doesn’t
Chapter 4 4 Lorenzo My hands feel raw. The skin split at the knuckles, soap getting into every scrape. I’ve been here for hours. Rinsing. Scrubbing. Stacking. Repeating the same motion for so long that I’m not sure if I’m alive or if I’m dead, and this is hell. Maybe
Chapter 3 3 Lorenzo My mother finds me at lunch in the staff dining quarters, which is nicer than any restaurant I’ve ever eaten in. Everything smells like rosemary and butter. I’m in the corner by myself since I’m not sure what the protocol is on taking the food, and
Chapter 2 2 Victoria They say girls like me are born lucky. Wrapped in silk. Schooled in etiquette. Raised in homes where the paintings are real and the smiles are not. We grow up knowing which fork to use, when to laugh, and how to fold grief into polite conversation.
Chapter 1 1 Lorenzo Mom keeps her hand clamped around my wrist like she thinks I’ll bolt. To be fair, I might. The Danforth family estate rises in front of us—if you can even call it an estate. Estates are lawns and fences and maybe a fountain if the owners
Chapter 195 Chapter 202 Deckard Of course, the bounty I put on Freya’s head would make it nearly impossible for her to escape. I’d made sure of that. There’s no way she’d slip through my fingers, not with so much money hanging over her head. A know a Few who
Chapter 194 Chapter 201 Freya Now I have succeeded in leaving the manor. I’ve spun the perfect web, convincing everyone that Amica is delusional, unwell, and too traumatized to tell truth from fiction. And while they bicker about her sanity, I move freely, undetected. The boy is mine now. I
Chapter 193 Chapter 200 Freya He grits his teeth and scrambles to get up, but I’m faster. Another incantation, another burst of power, and a shimmering wall of energy slams into place–he’s pinned, held down, his limbs frozen in place. “Don’t try anything funny, fool,” I sneer, circling him like
Chapter 192 Chapter 199 FREYA Of course I have his child. Ο Ο Did Deckard really think he could cross me? Break our deal and walk away like it meant nothing? He thinks I didn’t notice… thinks I didn’t see through his charming lies and hollow promises. But I did.
Chapter 191 Chapter 198 Deckard After hours of going back and forth, I return to the room where Amica lies with Serria. She should be asleep by now, but her eyes are wide open–haunted, restless. This… this will drive her mad. “Did you find our son, my Alpha?” she asks
Chapter 190 Chapter 197 Deckard We are not expecting labor for another few weeks, so when Leonard calls to inform me that Amica has given birth, the shock–and the joy–is overwhelming. I can barely contain myself. I abandon everything and rush back home as fast as I can, my heart
Chapter 189 Chapter 195 Amica Eight months later… +15 Since the beginning of my pregnancy, Deckard has made it his life’s mission to ensure I have nothing but the best. The best doctors, the best care, the best of everything. He showers me with so much attention, love, and tenderness